Chapter 22 The Patient in the Deep Palace

"Cousin, you're arranging mine again, aren't you? Do I have such a small belly? My father and I have been together for thousands of years, and my sister has just returned, but in just a few months, for those who cultivate the truth, it is a blink of an eye, will I be angry with my father and sister because of this blink of an eye? A delicate voice of anger sounded from behind, and a palace girl in a water-green light shirt walked into the Sanssouci Palace. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

She has a fair complexion and a delicate face, wearing a jade green carved silk folded peony chicken heart collar oblique round neck mid-shirt, a mopping embroidered gauze skirt, and a lemon green carved silk multicolored flower pattern tulle Huanhua brocade.

The head is chic round and turned, the cloud temples are lightly and slowly inserted with a white silver chuan, the skin is like a clotted hand wearing a sapphire auspicious cloud pattern bracelet, the waist is a shining green double ring four-fold Ruyi waist seal, there is a fragrant bag embroidered with white crane wings hanging on it, and the feet are wearing embroidered plum blossom crescent embroidered shoes, the whole person looks extremely elegant and moving.

Long Zhan laughed, pointed at the girl and called, "Don't worry, you're here!" I testify that you were just saying bad things about you! ”

Long Wuwu smiled lightly at the dragon butterfly, and when he looked back, he glanced at Ying Long, and said half-truthfully: "Cousin, you are eccentric!" You said I'd be angry if my father didn't come to see me, but what about you? You haven't been out of the Sanssouci Palace since you came back, do you think I'm not angry with you? ”

Ying Long hit his own foot when he moved, and when he heard this, he had to turn his head and laugh dryly, it was not easy to talk.

Long Wuwu smiled and squeezed Ying Tong away, occupied his chair, pulled him to the side and stood to listen to their father and daughter laughing.

Ying Long saw that the dragon and the butterfly got along very well with Wuwu, and the family was harmonious and beautiful, and his heart was also sweet. After all, he is about to truly and fully integrate into this family, become a part of them, and no longer be a relative like before.

Long Zhan controls a thousand worlds and has a respected position, he doesn't care about the distinction between relatives and relatives, but his entourage and the heads of the families attached to him will care and distinguish.

Ying Long didn't stay in the Thousand Dragons Realm for long, even if Long Zhan favored him again, his position here was not stable, and he could even be said to be a small transparent character.

People outside often say that he is just a relative of the Dragon King of the Thousand Worlds, he is not stingy, his cultivation is not high, and he doesn't like to interact with people, no one wants to take the time to care about his words and deeds.

Even if it is Long Zhan's stepwife, Changsun Shuang, the corresponding person is only polite and polite, but not close enough.

The only people who really put him in his heart are Long Zhan and Long Ying Butterfly, which are also the two people he loves the most.

For their sake, he is willing to change his previous image, completely integrate into the Thousand Dragons Realm, and strive to be recognized by all people.

It's not that he doesn't know that during the time when the Dragon Butterfly came back, there were countless people watching in secret, and even intentionally sent the outstanding young people in the clan to the Dragon War Palace, what does this mean?

Someone with a heart has already set their sights on this position next to the dragon butterfly!

The position of the husband of the eldest princess of the Thousand Dragons Realm!

Ying Long had to cheer up and start thinking about his situation.

It would be nice if Su Qianruo was by his side at this time... Ying Long is looking forward more and more to seeing Su Qianruo earlier.

Long Wuwu stayed for a while and left, Long Mingdie was a little sleepy, got up and went to the palace to rest, Ying Long was just about to follow and was pulled back by Long Zhan.

"Uncle, what are you doing?" Ying Long was a little unhappy, his uncle stayed here every day, and the two of them had no time to be alone, and now they finally wanted to follow up and say a few whispers, but they were caught again.

"The last time Taishi entered the Thirty-Three Days through the Tower of Babel, you twisted him to ask for news about Miss Su, and Taishi Xianjun didn't seem to want to mention her... Who is Miss Sue? You sometimes call her name in your dreams, and Die'er doesn't annoy you. What the hell are you doing, kid? ”

Ying Long walked back slowly, and after sitting down, he said with admiration: "Su Qianruo is a wonderful person!" The cultivation is not very good, and it is not obvious on the surface, and it looks very weak. But if you really provoke her, you can't eat and walk around...

How many difficulties have I encountered along the way, I am about to return to the west in ninety-nine-eighty difficulties, and I have all been flattened by her!

If it weren't for her efforts to help me protect my cousin, I'm afraid... We have already been burned down in that little world. "The more Long Zhan listened, the more mysterious he became, he knew Ying Long's temperament, and what could convince him, the emperor above thirty-three days couldn't find a few.

He actually admired this Su girl so much, presumably this girl really has something extraordinary.

"Then will she come to this ceremony? If she comes, you have to bring her to meet your uncle as soon as possible, and he is very curious about her. As you know, the affairs of the palace are also busy, and sometimes mistakes are inevitable, so you remember it for your uncle. ”

When it comes to whether it will come, Ying Long is really not sure.

"Last time, that miscellaneous hair Taishi didn't explain it clearly, and I don't know her current situation, whether she will come or not... I don't really know yet. But I think if she knew about it, she would have rushed over, but I was afraid that she didn't know. ”

Time flies, three days have passed in a blink of an eye, and the guests who came to congratulate the Qianlong Realm have already handed over stickers to the palace one after another, and Ying Long has inquired several times, but he has not heard the news about Su Qianruo's coming, and gradually, his heart has faded.

On this day, after dinner, he was casually walking along the courtyard with his hands in his hands, when he suddenly heard an inaudible breath from the flowers, and when he walked over without pretending to be unaware, the breath became heavier.

As soon as Ying Long was about to turn around and pounce, he heard the dragon butterfly calling him in the hall, he went in to drink water, and when he said two more words and came out, the sound of breathing in the garden had disappeared.

He held his breath and slowly searched the distance along the locked breath.

After a while, I finally found the same breath in the secret gate building of the moat.

He thought about it, then sneaked over, and as soon as he got closer, he heard a female voice say urgently: "They don't notice it at all, please rest assured, Lord." ”

A light laugh like water suddenly flashed away, Ying Long's face changed greatly, and when he rushed into the secret door building, he only saw a woman in palace clothes staring and falling to the ground, and her breath was immediately decided.

Ying Long chased out of the window hole in the secret gatehouse, but he didn't even see a single figure, not even the wind and grass, and there was a dead silence all around, as if the laughter he heard just now and the palace maid who died in the secret gate building were just his illusions.

Thinking of the palace maid, he hurriedly turned around and hurried away, and when he returned to the same place, the body of the palace maid was gone, and only a puddle of green water remained.

Corpse water...

Ying was shocked into a cold sweat! (To be continued.) )