LOL: I'm a bad prince in Demacia

Chapter 122 The Stomach Almost Takes the Shape of This Guy ([-] words)
After changing his clothes, Lu Qi came downstairs.

It was found that it was still early, but it was seven in the morning.

Seeing Lux in the living room, who was eating a piece of ice cream in the early morning, Lu Qi was also angry from the bottom of his heart.

Immediately, he also walked towards her, and at the same time called out: "Miss Guanwei, look at me."

"Huh?" Lux, who was holding an ice cream spoon in her mouth, raised her head and looked at Lu Qi.

Noticing her gaze, Lu Qi also cast a tiger body shock on the spot. Suddenly, his whole body changed suddenly, as if a wave of wind and waves were blowing from him, full of aura!

Lux's brilliant blond hair shook twice, her eyes were startled, and under this powerful momentum, she also showed a look of concern: "What's wrong with you in the morning?"

Lu Qi: "."

Seeing him still posing, Lux tilted her head, then looked away, and continued to eat ice cream.

"Don't you feel that I'm different?"

The seven people got into the carriage and saw Dai Han waiting at the entrance.

The hem of your skirt was blown up heavily by the wind, this head of beautiful hair was also rippling with the wind, and the sun was shining violently under your face.

The originally calm breakfast suddenly became dark and turbulent.

"You are going to the Church of the Illuminator today, and you should be here."

After such a long time, the appetites of the men have long been raised by Jiawen and they are not picky. In other words, their stomachs have slowly taken the shape of that guy.

Lu Qi scratched his head and asked unwillingly.

Hearing my words, Xin Zhao VIII was stunned.

"Indeed." Lux nodded and said, "I feel sicker than usual."

Time passed by every minute and every second, because the canvas was very small, and Jia Wen painted with great heart and seriousness.

I asked aloud.

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Jia Wen was taken aback, Xin Zhao VII's stepmother, is this my mother?

Xin Zhao VIII raised his hand, and the onlookers immediately dispersed.

When Yuerna heard Dai Han VII's first words, she was very sensible and hadn't finished preparing the carriage yet.

The next time Jiawen came to my fortress with a barrel of wine to drink and chat with me, I knew that my seventh brother was a bad hand in brewing wine.

Now, when Jiawen saw the coffin again, his mentality was not quite the same as when he left Tarun Town.

It felt like I was the only one left in the world.

"You come to let you see your first face."

The seven sat in the carriage and immediately set off towards the palace.

"Cough cough."

seventeen days?
One breakfast explained what is called CD-ROM action.

Your chess skills have risen to a relatively balanced level, and your winning percentage is [-]/[-], while Felucci is slightly lower than you.

With that movement, there was no pause at all, one stroke after another, as if something special needs to be brewed.

"Come with you."

Dai Han thought for a while and said, "You probably need half a month at most."

I'm actually not impressed either.

People can feel that the man in the painting must have been extremely happy at that moment.

That was my call from the bottom of my heart and my first goodbye to that poor man.

Several people were seated on time, watching the sumptuous breakfast, chatting warmly and harmoniously while eating slowly and busyly.

Before hearing this, Felucci asked casually, "Oh, how many days are you going?"

Roy Xiaochen bowed: "You tell me later."

So he went out of the courtyard, and it happened that Miss Jian Ji walked in from the gate of the courtyard.

When your work is basically finished, you will quietly read a book under a stone chair outside the garden in the backyard, waiting for Jiawen's orders at any time.

I picked up a chopstick and tasted it, and found that it was different from usual.

And you worked so hard to raise a child, endured the oppression of life, and chose to be reborn, but by coincidence, Jiawen was allowed to live another life.

I'm afraid, I'm afraid to open the coffin, and what I see is my brave self back then.

At that time, a heavy note came out.

In front of him, Wen Sishi and his men looked at the coffin, as if they saw a poor man dedicated to love.

Before knowing your story, Dai Han thought you were a poor man.

Jiawen was turning over fragments of fragmented memories, recalling the most beautiful appearance of Lacus in my mind.

Jiawen turned around and returned to the courtyard, came behind Sona and put his hand under the flower and asked, "Where is Kashina?"

Wen Sishi and Sona started a duel of seven chess pieces.

Outside the small hall, because the eighth generation has left, there are others who dare to leave. At this moment, I have forgotten the fatigue of standing all the time.

Dai Han thought it would be so slow. After all, it took me two months to come to the capital, and it was still one-way.

Did Dai Han VIII say anything? He stretched out his hand and rubbed it under Jiawen's head, with a smile on his face, but that smile showed a bit of depression, not a hint of sadness.

Jiawen got up from the rocking chair, and said, "I brewed some wine recently, and I will send two barrels to my brother some other day."

I seem to have found that there are more useless skills than flash of white light.

He led the crowd and walked for a while.

It's just that my steps are not weird, I seem to be limping, and my buttocks are not slightly pouted.

Seeing this, Sona also prepared to go back together.

I shed tears, looked at the painting and muttered to myself: "Really, have you ever been so happy?"

However, when your coffin is in front of you, Xin Zhao VIII dares to take a look at it again.

Sona tilted her head, her eyes full of doubts.

Next to the coffin were Daihan VIII and others, including Tiana, Barrett from the Bouvier family, and Wen Huade from the Menke family.

It's not out of guilt, sympathy, "I should have been the same as myself when I was a child" and other thoughts.

At four o'clock in the morning, the breakfast for seven people was ready.

"I just came back this morning, and you were in the palace, so I informed him as soon as I saw it."

Felucci stood where he was, stared at Jiawen for two seconds without saying a word, as if he was looking at a fool, and then walked towards the front yard without showing any expression.

At that moment, a decision was made in my mind.

People didn't have any doubts when I stopped or moved, but at that moment, some people dared to disturb me.

So, when I met Jiawen for the first time, I felt in my heart that I must be mean to that younger brother.

Hearing the footsteps ahead, we all looked over, and soon saw Xin Zhao VII and Jiawen, who were the leaders.

You immediately think that if you must face a half-month hunger strike next, it is best to eat less now, not a little!
When I wake up late at night and the boy's pure smile flashes across my mind, my heart hurts so bad I can't breathe.

Jiawen is good at painting, I haven't unlocked the related skills, but I am better than my ingenuity and wholehearted seriousness.

Xin Zhao VIII shook his head, his sad face seemed to be a little older, I put my hand under the coffin, and said in a heavy voice: "You are not going to disturb your previous sleep."

"Too few people stood up to approve of what happened back then, and the time is too long, so many clues have been found at this moment."

Jia Wen's voice became a little louder, and when he spoke, that image flashed again in his mind.

For that man who is both familiar and unfamiliar, my heart is actually very simple.

Felucci also blinked his eyes, and the scene in his mind never left.

Jiawen said so, and ordered the person in front of him, "Go get the drawing paper and pen."

"Your Majesty, the pen and paper are all ready."

In the hall, Zhao Xin VIII, who was sitting cross-legged behind the painting, heard the music, looked at the man in the painting, and wiped away the tears from his face.

Dai Han was silent for a while.

When you look over there, immediately cast a tiger body shock, and another gust of wind blows out from under me.

So young, I really want to see how Lux is doing, and see what you have become.

That saved Felucci a little trouble for the dishwashing job that Felucci took over.

Xin Zhao VII silently put his hand on my shoulder, comforting me audibly.

Looking away, Dai Han looked at Xin Zhao VIII beside him: "Didn't you see your front?"

After a while, we brought a bunch of paper and pens, but there were no colors, and no one brought a drawing board.

Yes, I can feel a little pressure.

Lacus?
A while ago, the carriage stopped abruptly.

A breeze blew in the garden, blowing the flowers and making a "squeaky" sound, as if it was the accompaniment of that piece of music.

Jiawen immediately released the tiger's body again.

Music entered the chapel.

What is strange is that the sun's rays that were supposed to fall under the coffin actually shone on Dai Han's body at this moment.

Jiawen came to the garden near the palace. There was no gazebo outside, so he found a seat and sat up.

And Tiana realized it in a few days, and repeated the order: "Go get the drawing paper and pen."

"By the way, the day before yesterday, you were going to participate in the academy's hunting competition."

Dai Han's gaze also fell under the coffin, and he came up from silence, with reminiscence in his eyes.

Fleeing from Noxus in order to resist fate, met true love but was blocked everywhere. Then, a person left his lover, and in a country where people were born and where they knew each other, it took more than 14 years.

But Xin Zhao VII knew that Jiawen was one of the few relatives I had in that world.

Suddenly, Jiawen moved.

Before taking a deep breath, he took it back.

After Jiawen got off, he called out.

Then thinking that the hall might be doing some weird operations again, he just glanced at it and walked towards the courtyard.

Without you, maybe there would be no Jiawen now.

Sona perceives the heart of our hearts and makes up a new track. Your bare hands fall under the strings, a little sad, but less intense music, and you play it.

Thinking of that, Jiawen immediately understood the cause and effect, and glanced at Xin Zhao VII's ass without any sympathy, and silently apologized in his heart.

Dai Han immediately said seriously.
It looks holy and shining, so eye-catching that people can look away after just one glance.

The two brothers looked at the blue sky together, each thinking about the things in their hearts.

Look at my serious face.

Here, Wen IV and Sona Seven Men, who were playing chess, also raised their heads and looked over after hearing the words.

Xin Zhao VII was surprised, his expression was very pleasantly surprised, and he was also quite moved, "Brother really hurt him for nothing!"

Jiawen also put away his playful mentality, and immediately asked, "What's the matter?"

Old man, it's hard to think, it must be Tiana.

Jiawen was the only one left standing there unfazed.

That's meow, it's as real as I cast the extreme sword intent.

At that moment, the people present were in a daze.

Everything that has nothing to do with my mother is learned from other people's mouths and these portraits.

One walked up to Dai Han and said respectfully.

Then with the neighing of a horse, the carriage stopped in the yard.

Under this ugly face, there is a beautiful smile blooming.

At that time, Jarvan told Felucci and Sona who knew about the matter by the way.

I felt depressed for two seconds, then I suddenly remembered the business of my visit, and my complexion returned to seriousness.

And Dai Hanqing immediately put the chess piece in his hand, stood up and ran over.

Sona's unpleasant voice came.

Yes, the means of traveling are the same, and the royal family must have no way to slow down.

It's unimaginable that seeing that woman's heart in front of that coffin, there is no less pain in her heart.

When she was young, Sona also walked back into the yard, and when she saw Jiawen standing at the door, her eyes were full of surprise.

If Ertian Jiawen is going to go for half a month, is there a way to eat during that period of time?
Glancing at the light breakfast dishes under the table, Felucci's eyes suddenly changed.

That man's home before his death was so childish.

I treat Dai Han sincerely, and Jiawen will treat me sincerely too!
My eyes were red as if I had cried.

It wasn't until noon that it was about to pass that Jiawen's painting movements became faster. With my last stroke, the painting was completed.

"What happened back then, how did the investigation go?"

At most, Jiawen could remember what his mother looked like, and he could recall every detail of his life with her.

"Wow~!"

In 14 years, I haven't seen Lux in 14 years.

So, it is very time consuming.

However, as soon as I closed my eyes for a while, there was the sound of a carriage driving inside.

Dai Han also gradually felt tired, and when he closed his eyes, he was ready to go back to sleep.

And under this canvas, a lifelike and beautiful man has been outlined, and people watch you fall into the canvas little by little.

What I have been missing since I was a child is maternal love, and what Jiawen has been missing since I was a child is father's love.

"Isn't this Lacus the Empress?"

Looking at Dai Hanqing's happy smile, Xin Zhao VIII's heart tightened even more, as if being held by a hand.

Xin Zhao VIII stood up, his eyes full of enthusiasm: "It is difficult to investigate, but also to investigate. Those who were bad-hearted back then, all must be investigated!"

It is a small courtyard, but there is a lot of fun, and there is a sense of warmth everywhere.

Lu Qi immediately quickened his pace, moved to her side, cleared his throat, and attracted Felucci's attention.

Then he said heavily: "Mother."

He speculated that it might be because the little golden retriever had a single tendon, so he didn't feel anything.

We came to a narrow and empty small hall, and the whole small hall had a sense of white sanctity.

Seeing such a happy smile on the man he loves, Xin Zhao VIII's heart hurts even more.

Dai Han opened his eyes, at first he thought it was Kashina, but what he saw was the carriage with the logo of the Light Shield family.

"Uncle Zhao."

But, where did the serious injury come from?

Ona glanced at me, turned around, and led the way behind.

Brother, you are right to live with him.

It's just that I got drunk that night, and I forgot what I talked about, and that's not important.

But my conditions are much worse than Jiawen's.

Yurna will clean the living room at that time, and then water the flowers and plants outside the yard.

After washing the dishes, Felucci went to the front yard to continue his morning exercise all afternoon.

It was also at that moment that Sona and Wen IV keenly noticed Felucci's strange behavior.

Jiawen glanced at the Eighth Emperor, knowing that I just want to be alone at the moment, so he also bowed: "My lord, please come in."

And I, holding the paintbrush myself, stood beside Jiawen and waited.

Why can it disappear like the world evaporates.

Dai Han VII lifted the curtain and got into the carriage, walking towards the courtyard with a serious face.

Looking at the sensible Jiawen behind his eyes, Xin Zhao VII sighed in his heart, that was not a heart-to-heart exchange.

Lu Qi was silent for a second, and decided to ignore this guy.

But watching the eight men eat more seriously than the other, I also felt a sense of accomplishment in my heart.

The days when I really get along with you are also eight days.

In front of him, a figure appeared immediately, it was Aona.

Jiawen looked at the dishes on the plate that could be seen rising and falling with the naked eye, wondering if today's breakfast was badly cooked?
"Hey, yesterday the old man knew what he was going crazy, and he rushed back and asked you to practice with you."

"It's you, you have seen you once."

Xin Zhao VIII looked at me innocently and nodded.

Jiawen came back to his senses, and immediately said: "Leave the palace first."

The man who impressed me the most was not lying under the hospital bed, coughing day after day, as if he wanted to cough up his heart and lungs, the pain of being tortured by the disease was like wanting to live.

There is no doubt that there was no one behind the incident back then.

All eyes are drawn to the man in the painting.

Hearing that sentence, Felucci's hand holding the vegetables froze slightly, and his expression also paused.

Xin Zhao VII said: "The coffin of the stepmother hasn't been brought back from the border town yet."

Lying under the rocking chair, with the heavy ups and downs of the chair, listening to the sound of chess falling in the sky, feeling the breeze blowing in the morning.

"You wait to tell me in."

It was just a fragment of memory, not even a little blurry, but it made me lose a sense of reality.

Whether you have seen Lacus before or you have never seen it, you are amazed at that moment.

It caused me to become a big ugly person that early in the morning!

But I, since I was born, have seen my mother again.

Xin Zhao VII had a puzzled expression on his face, and he waved his hands, "Brother Ni, after all, you respect the old and love the young, so naturally you can be ruthless. Who would have thought you would just kick your ass."

This brewed wine can be described as a unique ah.

And Jiawen, who was full of food and drink, also came to the backyard, lying under the rocking chair, enjoying the leisure time in the weekend afternoon.

Then he turned around and said to the young officials in front of him, "It's getting late, everyone, let's leave first."

Those blue eyes were also full of pain, which made people not feel distressed at all.

Of course, Dai Han is the lowest, and I haven't met an opponent in a short time.

Who those people are, I have to know.

For a while, the atmosphere at the scene was not a little awkward.

However, when you turned your brains around, you all realized the problem.

Time passed by minute by minute.

You suddenly became quiet and came up, but after a closer look, you suddenly found that your speed of serving food has slowed down a lot.

What remains in VIII's mind is this young, proud, and cowardly girl.

It was just a painting, but inexplicably, everyone present felt a strong sense of happiness.

Then raise your hand.

No one took orders immediately, turned around and left.

You directly considered a crucial issue in the first place.

So very slowly, the people in the small hall dispersed.

Wen Sishi looked at Jiawen's focused side face, and he was fascinated by knowing it or not, and moved his eyes away no matter what.

Everyone calmed down and listened, immersed in that moment.

Xin Zhao VIII looked at the man's face under the canvas, couldn't help it anymore, tears overflowed from his eyes.

Dai Han nodded, took the drawing board from me, stood behind the coffin, then put down the canvas, holding the pen in his hand, and paused on the spot.

Putting his hand under the coffin, Jiawen stroked it heavily, as if tidying up your messy hair.

As I remembered, the coffin was chosen by me, and the body lying outside was not the body of my mother Lacus.

As well as many young ministers born in front of each other, they are all gathered in that small hall at the moment.

Now that it's been half a month suddenly, who can stand it?
Xin Zhao VII sat beside me, looking at the blue sky, his eyes were far away, he knew what he was thinking.

All the little ministers came forward in unison, and then dispersed, heading towards various parts of the palace.

And the sun cast harsh rays from the top of the chapel, and those rays fell on a wooden gray coffin in the middle.

Jiawen nodded, withdrew his hand, returned to the main house, and finished preparing breakfast.

That painting took a lot of my mind, but there was so little I could do.

Dai Han even called Felucci in the front yard together.

I saw, under the canvas, a young, young man dressed in plain white clothes, you stand under the endless green lawn, open your hands, seem to be smiling at him, and seem to want to hug him .

"You are going too."

I sighed in my heart.

I thought about it before, anyway, it's a skill that came for nothing, so it's better to talk than to have it.

I'm sure I'm here at this time, so it's broken.

"Yes!"

At the same time, both of them slowed down, and became quiet as soon as they got up to the dinner table.

At this moment, my serious face even moved the crowd of onlookers.

Xin Zhao VII stared at Jia Wendao.

But at this moment, Xin Zhao VIII's whole person's childlike temperament has changed, and the majesty of the king of a country is exuded.

Maybe it's time to find out the truth of the year, why Lux chose to go away alone with the unborn baby.

One and a half months later, the people from the palace set off for the town of Talun, preparing to bring Lacus' body back to the capital.

"That was the picture in your memory when you were very young. Your mother stood under the lawn and called your name. You ran towards you, and you opened your arms to hug you."

Jiawen remembered the regrets and regrets in your eyes when you said goodbye to yourself.

Raising his hand, Xin Zhao VIII wanted to touch the face of the man in the painting, but he retracted halfway.

I could tell that Xin Zhao VII was seriously injured.

Sona put her hand on her chest, feeling the throbbing heartbeat of Jarvan's inner emotions.

"This time, I have nothing important to tell him."

Is there a trace of firmness in my writing, rendering the color of the brush on Ertian's drawing paper.

Ona reports.

And in those 14 years, you gave birth to a child yourself and raised that child.

"It's really bad and beautiful, your smile is bad and not contagious."

Seeing this, Jiawen asked in surprise, "What happened to him, little brother?"

Jiawen walked round to the coffin, and called out to Xin Zhao VIII, "Father."

"Oh? There's no such bad thing?"

At this moment, Jiawen saw the body of the tiger outside the skill list startled, and fell silent.

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