The enemy is now: My husband is a dragon demon

Lou Yueyang's heart became more and more anxious, but his face became calmer: "What happened?"

Zi Ling lowered her eyelashes and her eyes flashed slightly: "It's nothing, I just think of my cousin, which makes me feel uncomfortable. Don't think too much about it, girl."

Lou Yueyang suddenly said: "Ulan?"

Zi Ling nodded: "She was killed by Tao Zhu."

Lou Yueyang had known for a long time, and now that he heard it again, he felt very uncomfortable in his heart. Wulan was a clever and thoughtful person, but such a good girl died so tragically on that snowy night.

The hatred for Zhong Liyang in my heart became even stronger.

"And..." Zi Ling spoke with difficulty.

"Long Jin is one of our own."

"What? Impossible! She smells so strong of Zhong Liyang, how could she be one of ours?" Lou Yueyang was so shocked that she couldn't be more shocked.

Zi Ling raised his head and looked at her and said: "Long Jin once hid his identity and lurked under Zhong Liyang, so it is not surprising that he gave the girl this illusion."

With that said, she flipped her wrist, and the Qiankun Bowl with two corners broken appeared in front of Lou Yueyang.

The mouth of the bowl was facing up, revealing the mottled golden font inside: "My lord said, this is the secret of the mind left by the Lord God, and I must personally hand it over to the girl."

Lou Yueyang took it and was about to ask about Long Jin again when he heard Zi Ling continue:

"Long Jin has deep research on this kind of ancient secrets. The master said that if a girl has something she doesn't understand, you can ask her. Only she knows."

This was specially stated by Wuchen.

Your Excellency has become obsessed with the inheritance of the Divine Lord. Even if he knew Long Jin's true identity, he had no intention of telling Lou Yueyang the truth.

Lou Yueyang picked up the Qiankun Bowl, only to see the densely packed small characters inside, and felt confused.

"Girl, I made some food. I'm so hungry now. Go and eat some."

Long Jin walked in, and her tall figure made her feel dazed for a while.

Lou Yueyang knew that Wuchen would never lie to her, even if he had doubts before, he silently accepted this fact.

Entering Yiweitang, the food was already prepared.

In this season, the crabs are already turning yellow, and there is a bamboo basket full of them. The lamb chops are stewed and have a strong peppery flavor. This is the best thing to eat in rainy weather.

There was also a soup basin, which contained thick white crucian carp and tofu soup. Long Jin had already filled a bowl for her to dry.

Next to it are the fresh green vegetables she likes, stir-fried at just the right temperature and tender and green.

All she likes.

In the past, when she was at the Floating Snow Palace, Zhong Liyang would always ask the palace staff to prepare things for her every time this season came.

"Have you ever stayed at Floating Snow Palace?" Lou Yueyang asked looking at the dishes.

Long Jin responded: "Yes, I stayed under Lin Xing for some time."

Lou Yueyang nodded silently and ate quietly without saying anything else.

After eating, Lou Yueyang was dazzled by the sun as he left Yiweitang: "What time is it now?"

Long Jin replied: "It's the sixth day of August."

The Mid-Autumn Festival will be in less than ten days, and it will already be a month since we left the Snow Palace.

A lot has happened this month.

Her body was injured again and again, but she was raised here quite well during this period. Now she has learned how to make poison and can control all kinds of beasts. Overall, she is doing well.

"I can't see the words clearly on the alms bowl. Let's take it to the courtyard and look at it later."

Long Jin responded well and soon moved the tables and chairs to the courtyard.

Although it has entered autumn and there is a bit of coolness in the morning and evening or when it rains, the sun still makes people sweat a thin layer in the afternoon.

Lou Yueyang covered the light with her hands and slowly copied the words in the Qiankun Bowl on the paper.

Seeing that she was struggling like this, Long Jin picked up a pen and paper and started writing: "I have excellent eyesight. I'll write it and you can compare it later."

Lou Yueyang nodded, and Long Jin copied everything neatly in less than half an hour.

Lou Yueyang held it and looked at it carefully.

Long Jin was there to keep him company.

With this mental method, Lou Yueyang had answers to all the things that he could not figure out before.

She spent all her sleep and food to understand the key points.

Long Jin accompanied him silently.

In the middle of the night, Jing Ge came back and took Bai Yan to pack a lot of daily clothes. Lou Yueyang was puzzled: "Are you very busy?"

Jingge said in annoyance: "His injury is serious again. A few days ago, he actually asked that useless He Yuqing to handle affairs for him. Everything was messed up, and I had to clean up the mess."

After saying that, he packed up his things neatly and said to Lou Yueyang: "I don't live here, you can be wherever you want."

Lou Yueyang felt that since she was not here, it was inappropriate for him to stay in her room: "I will move back and come back when you come back."

Jingge patted her head with disheveled hair: "Be good."

Lou Yueyang grabbed her and said, "My skin is itchy again. I dare to play with my stepmother."

Jingge's face remained dark for a long time before finally clearing up. After laughing, he went back to Yihua Palace to wipe Ning Kun and He Yuqing's butts.

It rained, and there were frogs croaking in the fish pond. The Yueming Terrace was far away and the sound was slightly quieter. Lou Yueyang moved back to the Yueming Terrace overnight.

Long Jin was still sleeping on the couch outside.

Outside the window of Yuemingtai, there were crickets singing quietly at night near the vegetable patch. Lou Yueyang was used to hearing this sound, so she didn't find it noisy and slept soundly in the sound.

As I drifted off to sleep, I felt a big hand pressing on my waist.

She suddenly opened her eyes, cold sweat crawling down her back.

After moving a little, he realized there was nothing.

"Huh-" She breathed a sigh of relief. Is it an illusion?

Long Jin opened the curtain and came in from the outside: "Is the girl having a nightmare?"

Lou Yueyang shook his head: "No, it's like a ghost is pressing on the bed. It's probably because he's been too tired recently."

Mainly during the day, Zhong Liyang's stamina was too great.

"What time is it now?"

Long Jin glanced at the sky reflected through the glass window: "It's probably done."

Lou Yueyang then lay back on the bed and slept until three o'clock in the morning.

There were only three of them in the courtyard. Zi Ling and Long Jin saw that she was sleeping deeply, so they didn't call her until Jing Ge came over, sat down on the bedside, and talked to her about gossip.

"I'll tell you good news. Maybe Zhong Liyang won't pester you anymore!"

Lou Yueyang got up and got out of bed, but before he could say anything, Long Jin said coldly: "Is there such a good thing?"

Why didn't she know?

Jingge glanced at her: "What can you, a maid in the inner palace, know? This is a secret from the heaven. The gods in the heaven intend to marry the female war goddess Ling Luo and Zhong Liyang, but the emperor has not spoken yet."

Lou Yueyang was surprised: "Didn't he just get beaten? Why do you look like a child playing house?"

Jing Ge smiled and said: "I can't beat Zhong Liyang. Let me tell you, although Ling Luo is not as beautiful as you, her cold and arrogant fierceness is a bit similar to yours. Maybe he will fall into this trap." .”

Long Jin answered: "Zhong Liyang is not like the king, who likes to eat soft rice, so why do you want such a manly woman?"

Jingge's expression changed.

Lou Yueyang elbowed Long Jin: "Be careful."

Long Jin sneered and went out.

Jingge murmured to Lou Yueyang, "Did He Yuqing break her place?"

She pointed to her head.