There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

The first chapter of the first film: (two)

It would be fine if it was snowing, so Linglong could sing to the waste prince that the north wind blows the snowflakes that floats.

He is too thin and very annoyed by her, but the water in the well is already freezing, how to wash the bedding? Linglong watched the waste prince limping out. His clothes were very thin, and he felt that a gust of wind could blow him away, and the whole person seemed to have lost his soul. Whether it's weathered or oppressed by others, he doesn't seem to feel pain anymore.

Linglong is a little worried about holding her chin, she doesn't care about the waste prince. What she cares more about is how she sleeps tonight. Should she pick up the pile of rags on the floor and lay it down? No, absolutely not.

The walls of this broken house were basically leaking, and the frozen person had goose bumps. Linglong was not afraid of the cold. She trembled. Seeing that the waste prince was going to bed again, she stretched out her hand and pulled him: "Don't sleep."

The waste prince shook her hand away and looked at her coldly. His skin is covered with bones, and his whole person is out of shape, so his eyes are extraordinarily black and big, and Ding Yangyang is indescribably strange and scary when he stares at a person. If this is really a girl from an ordinary family, I am afraid that she will be fainted early, but Linglong is unmoved, and she continues to pull the sleeve of the prince's shirt: "I'm so hungry, I want to eat, I will do everything when I come. No, they didn't give me food in the morning."

The waste prince stared at her coldly, for a long time, and sneered: "What do you think can be eaten in this alley of Xici?"

Looking at the soup he just ate that beggars disliked, there must be nothing good, but Linglong's point is not this. "Then I ask you, where are the palace men living in the alley of Xici? Is it far from you?"

Her beautiful eyes were shining brightly, and she was full of expectation. The waste prince was almost defeated for her innocence: "What are you thinking in your mind, can you think that when you are here, there are still people who can serve you? In the past? His pampering and pampering can continue here?"

He thought she was looking for someone to serve, so he was even more mocking.

Linglong said, "Of course not. I knew what the situation was when they sent me in. Even if I don’t know, I can tell at a glance. But I’m not used to this kind of life. Taking advantage of my strength, let me I'll be doing better by myself." She shook the sleeve of the waste prince, but it didn't take much effort, but his robe had been worn for a long time, and Linglong just shook it—it was immediately torn, revealing his thinness. Not decent wrists come.

The scene became very embarrassing for a while. Linglong stood up decisively: "I'll be out for a while, and I'll be back soon."

Who cares whether she will come back or not. The waste prince thought so. The bed couldn't sleep anymore, he simply sat on the floor, leaning on the crumbling bed and closed his eyes to sleep. But before he fell asleep, he heard a loud noise, and the girl opened the door with her foot and directly kicked the ragged door panel to pieces. The waste prince was speechless. He really didn't know where he brought such a evil star. Is it because the king sent her in to torture him?

Linglong only used her feet because she disliked the dirty door. She didn't expect this door to be kicked so casually, and she didn't use much effort. The creaking door was completely dead now. The cold wind came in from the door, and then slipped out through the wall. Behind Linglong was a few cowering palace men. They were holding clean straw bedding and tents in their arms. As soon as they came in, they took the initiative to approach the bed to clean up.

Although they were slaves in the alleys of Xici, they were all trained in the palace, and they were quick to do things. They were different from the way they used to bully the abandoned prince without seeing the abandoned prince in his eyes.

"Move faster, what I said just now." Linglong said with a cold face, "Clean me up, it will be better tomorrow, and fix all the walls for me, have you heard?"

"Yes, yes, please follow the girl's orders, please follow the girl's orders."

Su Rili saw the minion with the dead prince's eyes all over his head, and now he nodded and bowed to Linglong, his face turned blue. All of them were slaves who committed crimes in the palace and were sent to the alleys of Xici, that is, they would never want to go out for the rest of their lives. The alleys of Xici are remote and desolate, and they live here. People inside cannot get out, and people outside cannot come in. It is a world of its own. Three years ago, when Prince Xiuwen was abolished, such a "noble man" was ushered in in the alleys of Xici Temple. But everyone knows the situation of this "noble person", and the king specially greeted him, asking them to take good care of the abandoned prince, and the palace people treated them extremely harshly.

I thought that the scrap prince didn't like the wife. Where did this new wife is so embarrassed, I will not say that they will be awkward, kick it, I have rushed to the scrap prince, and also grabbed them to wash dry Reluctant to cover the bedding, even forcing them to work!

I was afraid that I would hate Linglong to the extreme, but the situation was not as good as the others, so I had to swallow my anger and quickly wiped the bed over and laid it out, then replaced the tent, removed the old tables and chairs and replaced them with better ones, and then patched up the broken window paper. , Only then barely satisfied Linglong.

I'll make do with it tonight, and save the rest until tomorrow. This rotten wall must be dealt with, but now she is hungry and sleepy.

There is nothing delicious in the alleys of Xici. The palace people who have been demoted here grow vegetables and feed chickens by themselves, plus the rice noodles that the Ministry of Internal Affairs thinks of from time to time. If you want to compare it with people outside, you must be unable to catch up with the horses, but in the alleys of Xici, where you can eat and drink, it is already good fortune.

The scariest thing here is that there is no hope.

They are destined to die here forever. This is what makes palace people the most desperate. As a result, they have become extremely cruel and mean. What is the abolition of the crown prince, the former crown prince of the East Palace, is not now a ruin? Sooner or later, they are going to die, and Cheng Wang deliberately told them.

In some time, it will not be difficult for the waste prince to die silently. Three years have passed, and the waste prince should have died a long time ago, right? He couldn't bear such a hard life himself. Isn't that a matter of course? When the time comes, King Cheng Kaien will let them go out, and that will be great luck.

Linglong felt that they were too stupid. How could King Cheng leave these scourges behind them? When the dead prince died, the emperor would think of his goodness. King Cheng only had to let the emperor know what life was like for the prince abandoned in the alleys of Xici , This group of palace people don't even want to survive. Even if the abandoned prince is abandoned, he is also the emperor's son, the eldest son who once made him proud. He can abolish this son, but it doesn't mean that others can insult him.

Linglong's dinner is not luxurious or delicious, but compared with the previous prince's meal, it is a delicacy of Yupan. A few freshly cooked white noodle buns, a dish of pickled vegetables, a dish of scrambled eggs, and a dish of stir-fried vegetables. The mixed grain porridge is rotten and exudes an attractive fragrance. Although the cups, plates and chopsticks are not very precious, they are clean and clean. Linglong waved her hand to let the palace staff go down, and did not forget to threaten them: "Early tomorrow morning, I want to see steaming breakfast and hot water for washing, have you heard?"

She squinted her eyes and was domineering. When the palace people saw a person like her, they naturally bent over and agreed, and then withdrew.

Linglong picked up the chopsticks, took a sip of mixed grain porridge, sighed contentedly, then turned to look at the waste prince, and invited him, "Do you want to eat?"

She is seldom willing to distribute food to others, even if the food does not make her feel good. But at the moment the waste prince is very important to her. You can't call him dead like that. The most important thing is that his thin appearance is really ugly now, Linglong can't eat it. Doesn’t the piglet have to slaughter the fat and strong body and then eat meat? This is the same reason.

The waste prince ignored her, so Linglong took a steamed bun with white flour and opened it, put a scrambled egg and pickles in it, walked to the waste prince, took a bite to her own mouth, and bent over and took the waste prince. He pulled up, dragged it to the table, and simply and rudely stuffed his chopsticks: "Eat."

Seeing that he was still still, Linglong suddenly realized: "You can't use your left hand if your right hand is abolished? I'll feed you."

She really didn't care about others at all when she spoke, and directly poke the scars of the waste prince, but in the past three years, she has been used to the use of her right hand and practiced her left hand a long time ago. He just didn't want to pay attention to her. Ran Linglong is the kind of person who can be rejected? If she wants to give it, she must accept the waste prince. Seeing that the waste prince refused to open her mouth, her porridge had already been brought to his mouth, her eyes were exquisitely cold, and then she smiled suddenly: "I understand, the maid is not good at chewing, right? It doesn't matter, I told the palace. Waiting outside the yard, I told him to come in and chew and feed it to the husband, so that the husband can eat conveniently and save his energy."

She can do such disgusting things too! The waste prince was so annoyed that he made a fist with his left hand. Before Linglong was about to call someone, he took away the chopsticks in front of him, and squeezed a few words from his teeth: "I'll do it myself."

"It won't be enough earlier." A problem that can be solved with violence is not a problem here in Linglong. There were five buns in total, and she ate four. The waste prince seriously suspected that she was a pig.

When the waste prince was still the crown prince of the East Palace, he did not know how many high-class ladies he had seen. Those boudoir daughters were very careful about their manners. The one in front of her was truly an out-of-the-way alternative, making people totally confused about what she was thinking.

She ate all of the four fist-sized steamed buns, and she enjoyed it very much. She ate all the vegetable soup thoroughly and didn't need to wash the dishes.

Linglong swallowed the last mouthful of steamed buns, rather regretful: "It's a pity, the taste is really average."

I miss the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, I miss the brocade, jade food, silk and silk, and I want to drink spicy food.