Li Huan was naturally not as excited as her, and only said, "Where should we go to be this dragon robe?" Do any pawnshops dare to be pawnshop? ”

We are not dragon robes, we are selling dragon robes. Isn't there a treasure appraisal column on the central station, and the emperor more than 1,000 years ago personally took his dragon robe to do the appraisal - what a strange thing?

Feng Feng thought about it and thought it was funny, and suddenly heard Li Huan shouting: "Oh no, ......"

She was startled, and when she saw it, she couldn't help but feel a chill in her heart-

I saw that the "dragon robe" spread out on the sofa was unconsciously broken, and when I reached out and touched it, it turned into something like ashes, only those bright colors and patterns and milky white pearl powder still proved that a moment ago, it was really a dragon robe!

She looked at this dragon robe that "oxidized" when she saw the wind, it was good when it was on Li Huan's body at the beginning. Perhaps, it was his original breath that stabilized the dragon robe? If he hadn't taken it off, would it have been intact? She guessed that this was probably similar to the newly unearthed antiquities - in the early years, when no special materials were used, some newly unearthed cultural relics oxidized or decayed when they saw the wind. It is estimated that this "dragon robe" is also, because there is no special material to protect it, it is decayed, it was originally something more than a thousand years ago, and in the 21st century, in front of two people who are at a loss - evaporated.

She has lived the life of an ordinary person since she was a child, and she has no concept of huge wealth, and she does not feel too depressed when she loses her dragon robe, but when she sees Li Huan's face full of horror, a gloomy feeling swells up in her heart - will Li Huan be a thousand-year-old zombie? Will he be a werewolf, a vampire, or something like that on a full moon night?

The room was silent, the night was extremely cold, and the more Feng Feng thought about it, the more frightened he became, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

"What are you doing? You don't have to be scared like this if you can't get rich...... Hmph......"

It was Li Huan's cold voice, and after his heart experienced the disappointment from the clouds to the earth, he quickly calmed down, because, in his consciousness, even if he sold the dragon robe, it was estimated that no ordinary man would dare to ask for it, and besides, if the dragon robe was sold, he seemed to have sold the imperial power, which was absolutely unbearable. Therefore, seeing that the dragon robe was weathered, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He spoke up, and finally gained a little popularity. Feng Feng trembled and stretched his hand to the tip of his nose, the breath was clearly hot, and he was a living person.

He slapped her hand away: "What are you doing?" ”

"Hehe, you're a living person, not a zombie."

She was relieved, patted her heart, and looked relieved.

It turned out that this damn woman was not in pity of the dragon robe, but afraid that she was a "man-eating zombie". Li Huan said angrily: "I can't see any difference between myself and you. Maybe you're the monster, if you didn't come to the palace out of nowhere, how could I come to this damn place? ”

I'm a monster, I'm a vixen, a vixen who seduces Tang Seng.

These words were like a thunderbolt that rushed through her heart, and she suddenly remembered Jia Ye, remembered the days she had been with Jia Ye, her eyes were red, she glared at Li Huan, turned around and sat down.

How did Li Huan know what she was thinking? The weathered dragon robe was still in that plastic bag. He turned his face and wanted to ask Feng Feng something, but he saw that after a tiring day, her head had fallen asleep on the back of the sofa.

He got up and picked her up and put her on the bed in the bedroom, and saw that she was still asleep, and the sweat on her face seemed to be tears. He shook his head, wiped it for her, and pushed the window of her bedroom all the way open, before he came out and lay down on his own turf, the broken couch, with his feet on the armrests of the couch, thinking, what should I do tomorrow?

These days, he has difficulty sleeping almost every night, and he has been worried about what will happen to the palace after his disappearance. Fortunately, the crown prince was established early, and he should have ascended the throne with the support of the minister. Once a son of heaven and a courtier, the prince's biological mother was killed, but the queen's family was loyal, presumably the situation has been controlled?