Mo Qianzi raised her eyes and was slightly stunned. If she hadn't known that this person was not Long Xuanyuan, she would have really thought that he was Long Xuanyuan himself.

His eyes were sunken, and his face was thin and haggard, as if he had really worried about her these days, so that he was so restless that he had made this appearance.

Aren't all the heroes and heroines in those romance books like this? It's just that she Mo Qianzi is the protagonist, will this male protagonist be Long Xuanyuan?

However, the person in front of him is not even Long Xuanyuan, he is Zilong!

"Come, I'll feed you!"

When she was stunned, this person had already taken the white fungus soup in her hand, scooped a spoonful with a spoon and fed it to her mouth.

Mo Qianzi was in a trance for a moment, as if he was really Long Xuanyuan.

The mouth that was about to be opened, then closed again.

He is a purple dragon, there is no need to act so seriously!

"Let's all get out!" Mo Qianzi dismissed all the maidservants in the room, raised his eyes, and looked at the Long Xuanyuan in front of him with a cold and mocking expression.

"Zhi'er, what kind of expression do you have? This king is worried about you, and he doesn't think about tea and rice......"

"Zilong, there is no one else here now, there is no need for you to act in front of me! I just want to know, how is Brother Haruka? You said you could save him! Mo Qianzi directly interrupted him.

Zilong's hand holding the white fungus soup was gently forced, and with a "snap", the blue and white porcelain bowl shattered, and the white fungus soup inside spilled all over the ground.

stepped forward, he grabbed Mo Qianzi's neck and shouted: "Zhi'er, what do you mean?" This king cares about you, but can't he get a little bit of you? This king knows that you went back to the palace for Ji Xiaoyao, but you remember clearly, I am Long Xuanyuan, not Zilong, no! ”

He bit hard word by word, and his cold tone bit hard, and each word hit Mo Qianzi's eardrum heavily.

If it weren't for his neck being stuck by him, Mo Qianzi would still think that he was watching him play a big reversal, he really thought of himself as Long Xuanyuan!

"Heh, hehe......" Despite being stuck in his neck, she still chuckled coldly, "You are not Long Xuanyuan in the first place, is it necessary to be so excited?" Even if you strangle me, you are not Long Xuanyuan! ”

"You ......" Zilong's cold eyes were covered with a layer of red, and his hand tightened, but it loosened again.

Immediately, he roared angrily: "Yes, I'm not Long Xuanyuan, but I'm not a purple dragon either!" Why, do all of you think I'm a purple dragon? I'm not! ”

After finishing speaking, he smashed his fist on the rosewood long table in front of him. The table case cracked in response to the sound, and it became two halves in an instant!

What does he mean by that? Neither Zilong nor Long Xuanyuan, who is that?

"Zilong, now you are the prince of Xuanyuan, Long Xuanyuan. As long as I don't say it, no one will know that you are a purple dragon! Why do you care so much about who you are? Isn't it good that you're a purple dragon? Mo Qianzi deliberately tempted.

Zilong turned his head and looked at Mo Qianzi again.

stepped forward, and the cold fingers gently caressed Mo Qianzi's pure and beautiful face: "Zi'er, I'm not Zilong, I'm not Long Xuanyuan, I'm Chiyang, does Chiyang know?" ”

Chiyang? How does she know?

"Yes! You don't remember, it was thousands of years ago, it was your previous life! However, I'm different, because I've always been Chiyang, always have been! ”

"Who the hell is Chiyang?" Mo Qianzi asked softly.

Zilong hooked his lips and smiled: "I really want to know, right?" Chiyang is your fiancé, the Prince of Heaven! ”

"And who am I?" Suddenly, Mo Qianzi felt that she could know something from Zilong that she couldn't know, so she softened her tone and continued.

"You, Mo Qianzi......" he suddenly laughed, "Zi'er, you are nothing!" You're just an elf that my Prince Chiyang collected and nourished with my spiritual power and blood! This palace made you, watched you grow up, and fell in love with you! You are destined to be the woman of this palace, but, but you ......"

"How am I?" Ask.

"You're in love with that nine-tailed fox, a brute! In a fit of rage, Hongu threw him down from Zhu Xiantai! ”

Mo Qianzi's mind remembered the dream she had, which was both like the heavenly realm and another otherworldly dream.

There was Qingluan inside, the nine-tailed fox, and the young man in the purple and gold robe!

If what Zilong said was true, could he be the boy who called himself Bengong?

"Of course, I know you won't believe it, but what I say is true! Zi'er, you are the fiancée of this palace, whether it is in your previous life or in this life, you are destined to be the woman of this palace! ”

"If you are really Chiyang, why are you the sword soul of the Dragon Yin Sword? Why were you sealed in the Dragon Yin Pond, and the blood of Long Xuanyuan could seal you? ”

Hearing Mo Qianzi's words, Zilong was angry again: "No, it's not like this, it's not!" Zi'er, shut up for me, shut up! ”

"Okay, I'll stop talking! You said, you can save Brother Haruka, I want to know how he is? ”

"Ji Xiaoyao......" Zilong pondered for a moment, hooked his lips and smiled, "Don't worry, I won't let him die!" He can't die! ”

"Where is he? I want to see him! ”

Mo Qianzi was a little anxious and turned over to stay. As long as Ji Xiaoyao is fine, her heart will be at peace.

Zilong's solid arm stretched out and firmly stopped Mo Qianzi in his arms, and gently pinched her chin: "I want to see him so much, but ...... Your performance is not good at all! Since you are not doing well, why did this king let you see him? ”

So soon, Zilong entered the role of Long Xuanyuan again. It's just that he is more terrifying and ruthless than Long Xuanyuan!

Mo Qianzi trembled slightly, and closed her eyes as if she was tired: "Lord Wang, Zhi'er, Zhi'er feels so dizzy!" You let me lie down, I want to lie down a little longer! ”

Zilong's eyes sank, his eyes were low, and he hurriedly put her on the bed.

"Come on, go find Imperial Doctor Guo!"

"Lord Wang, you can't find Imperial Doctor Guo! The prince forgot that every time Zhi'er fell ill, it was basically seen by the national teacher. Zhi'er is different from ordinary people, it seems that this body is also different from ordinary people! ”

Mo Qianzi stretched out his hand and grabbed Zilong, he knew that Zilong didn't know everything.

It doesn't matter if he is Chiyang or not, but he is definitely not Long Xuanyuan. Therefore, he didn't know everything about Long Xuanyuan.

The last time he woke up, he didn't know what Long Xuanyuan had said to her, and he didn't know the ukulele, let alone the song that Long Xuanyuan had played at the post station.

Moreover, his attitude towards the national teacher is even more a big reversal, and he seems to dislike the national teacher extremely much.

Listening to their conversation that time, she also knew that the national teacher had become suspicious of him. And she just needs someone to help, and the national teacher should be the best candidate.

Zilong thought for a moment: "Are you sure you want to find a national teacher?" (To be continued.) )