Dragon?

There's a reason the dragon doesn't want to be wrapped in cloth, its wounds are uncomfortable.The scratches left by the fighting were red and swollen, plus the broken skin from walking on the mountain road and being bitten by insects, my body was itchy and painful.

When Qiao Zhi put it into the bathtub, he got a firm paw from it.

"..." He was caught off guard, and he let go of his hand and threw Qiao Dandan down.

Qiao Dandan could be said to be self-inflicted, and instantly sank to the bottom.

When the wound touched the water when it floated up, it screamed like a little chicken.

He hadn't had the chance to hear it call before, but this was the first time.The toubob, who is usually so fierce, has such a cry. Qiao Zhi thought it was funny and very pleasant, so he couldn't help but listen for a while.

When I went to fish it, I found it had a small wound.

After washing the dragon and applying medicine to it, it was found that the hair on the head and tail were still oozing blood in a small area.

Qiao Zhi was very distressed, and also annoyed that it went out to fight regardless of its own safety.

"Next time, don't fight impulsively. Your wound needs to be dealt with, and I have to cut your hair."

Holding the scissors in his hand, he spoke lightly and expressionlessly, and mixed in the message that he was going to cut its hair without much effort.

Dozing off with his eyes closed in the cloth bag, the boy habitually let the boy's chatter flow into his left ear and out of his right ear.

"Crack——" Picking up the hair, he scissored crisply.

Long heard the strange movement and raised his head, his hair was already bald.

"Crack, click." The fluffy tail with pointed hairs was trimmed off neatly.

Seeing the moment when Joe held the pink hair in his hand, he instantly realized what happened, and the dragon's tail stood upright.

It is no longer as majestic as before, and its tail looks like a flesh-pink grass straightened up to explore the environment.

Qiao Zhi spotted the bloody wound with sharp eyes, and touched it with his hand stained with wound medicine.

Long was about to hit him, but he found the door himself, and his tail and hand met.

"Chick Chick Chick Chick Chick."

The wound medicine is cold, the dragon is wronged, it keeps screaming, and the accusation sounds like a little chicken.

Qiao Zhi couldn't hold back and laughed.

……

The little boy who was snatched away by the big tiger is the most beloved fourth prince of the Holy Majesty today.

Regardless of whether his father was an emperor, his mother's family alone has a lot of background.

His biological mother was the daughter of an important official, the concubine Jiang Guifei who doted on the harem; his uncle was a life-and-death friend who forced the palace together with Emperor Zheng Yang; long.

The fourth prince was only six years old, yet Emperor Zheng Yang never forgot to bring him by his side in every big occasion, which shows how much he valued him.

The rules in this palace apply to children indiscriminately.The more favored one is, the more hated one is.

This was the accident of autumn hunting.

Concubine Jiang's maid saw with her own eyes that the imperial tent had been slashed wide open, and a white-fronted tiger with drowsy eyes dragged away the fourth prince who was taking a nap.

After the investigation, it was found that fresh raw meat was placed around the breach of the imperial tent for those who cared. In this wild, it is undoubtedly the most attractive to wild animals.

Zheng Yang was furious, he hacked several people to death on the spot, and ordered a thorough investigation of the matter: the person who planned to break into the imperial tent dared to worry about his own life?

The life and death of the fourth prince was uncertain, and most of the troops brought out of the palace searched the forest overnight.

Two days passed without any progress, and the order to search the mountain has not been withdrawn.

No one dared to say it clearly, but the group of people in the palace knew very well that the Fourth Prince would never be found.

Unexpectedly, in the early morning of the third day, good news came from outside the gate of the capital.

——The fourth prince fainted outside the city gate. The guards and soldiers saw the jade plaque on the prince's waist and immediately reported it.

People from the palace came to see: My God, it really is the little prince who has returned.

A group of servants knelt down on the spot, tears streaming down their cheeks, and the four princes involved pouted with a dazed expression.

This return, I do not know whether it is a blessing or a curse.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the prince's safe return is very strange.

Even though his status is noble, how can an unarmed six-year-old boy save himself from the tiger's mouth and return to the capital safely after leaving the guards beside him?

If someone rescued him, that person didn't know his identity, so how could he know how to place him outside the gate of this capital city?If that person knew his identity, in the name of Emperor Zheng Yang's tyrant, how dare he leave the prince like this in the cold autumn night, and didn't even help him deal with the wound.What's more, the name of the prince's savior is enough to make that person worry-free for the rest of his life. How can ordinary people not be greedy?

If the return of the prince is due to the guilty or soft heart of the planner, it will be even harder for people to believe it.Letting tigers into the imperial tent and mutilating six-year-old children are definitely not kind-hearted people.And how can he sacrifice the prey he got, not fearing the revenge of Emperor Zheng Yang, and hand over the handle that will make him destroy the whole family intact?

All of a sudden, the small discussions focused on Concubine Jiang.

——Using children to make a play, using the emperor's hand to eliminate the enemy.

If this were the case, not to mention that Concubine Jiang's widely circulated gentle name would be completely ruined, the Jiang family behind her was presumably also ambitious and should not be reused.

Emperor Zheng Yang was also suspicious.His background made him irritable and suspicious, and he was most afraid of calculations among cronies.

The fourth prince is coming back, but until the matter is clarified, his frown will not relax.

No matter how many people were killed, the problem was not solved, and the investigation of the incident progressed slowly.

Intentionally keeping the prince separated from his mother and concubine, the fourth prince's testimony after waking up became particularly critical.

Even though there were many thoughts in his heart, when Emperor Zheng Yang stepped into his son's room, he still had a loving father on his face.

"Xian'er, how is your recovery? Does your shoulder still hurt?"

The fourth prince just woke up, wrinkled his nose and was drinking medicine. Hearing the sound of the notification, a pair of round and big eyes immediately looked over.

Facing the familiar tall figure of his father, he happily pushed away the medicine bowl and called out sweetly: "Father!"

The children of the royal family are the most fickle, and this sentence does not seem to hold true for the fourth prince.He was born just like his mother, with a small face that is exquisite and beautiful, and his eyes are crescent-shaped when he smiles, always reminding people of the innocence of his childhood when he was ignorant of the world.

Born in the emperor's family, but not rigidly disciplined by many rules.He loves to play coquettishly with his elders, and his words and deeds are as willful and naughty as he should be at his age.

——The palace is a place of right and wrong, but he is just a child.

Seeing his innocent smile, Emperor Zheng Yang felt soft, and thought to himself: I'd better ask about the disappearance later, so as not to scare him.

Unexpectedly, after chatting for a few words, it was the fourth prince himself who brought up that matter on his own initiative.

"That's right! Father, I saw a dragon! It was the dragon who saved me!"

"Dragon?" Emperor Zheng Yang repeated, he had never heard of this novel word.

"Hmm! In the Taoist temple, my uncle told me about the dragon."

The fourth prince danced and danced with excitement, "The big tiger is about to eat me, so the dragon flew down from the sky and bit the big tiger!"

Emperor Zheng Yang had imagined the version he would hear from the emperor's mouth in advance, but unexpectedly, he told a story that was completely beyond his expectations.

"I woke up twice, once I saw him turned into...a little brother with dimples; once, I woke up and saw it was covered in blood. At that time, I saw so much blood, I thought it was scary, it was a Monsters...actually, but I shouldn't have thought that!"

Drowsy and dreamy for a long time, the child replayed that scene several times in his mind.

Now he is in the palace, the palace people are crowded into a room, and the stove is burning in the room, after thinking about it carefully, he is no longer so scared.

"It has so much blood, did it get hurt when it saved me? Father, I think the dragon is good. It sent me back to you. I am very grateful to it." The child's eyes were clear, and his tone was kind and sincere .

Emperor Yang Yang coughed lightly: "Xian'er, I still don't understand. Is the dragon you're talking about a human or a beast? What does it look like? You call him little brother, but how can a human bite a tiger?"

"Well...sometimes it's a human, sometimes it's a beast!"

The fourth prince bit his finger, and said vaguely: "When a person, he looks a bit serious, but has a small dimple on his face; when he is a beast, his tail is long, as thick as a small tree at the door, and there are two spots on his head. A horn. My uncle said that the dragon is a very powerful beast that can take the form of a human. So, when it saw that I was about to be eaten, it turned into that pretty little brother. Come and help me. I If you don't know clearly, father, please ask Uncle, he explained it well."

There seems to be a lot of ghost stories about foxes, ghosts and ghosts among the people... A dragon that can take the form of a human?

Emperor Zhengyang pondered for a moment, and then passed on the message: The elder brother of Noble Concubine Xuanjiang entered the palace.

……

Qiao Zhi sent the enemy's child back for a reason.

He is not a kind person, if he can save himself trouble, he would definitely not mind adding another murder.

It was the dragon that stopped him.

It swept its tail towards the little boy's waist and pulled out a jade tablet.

After gesticulating for a long time with its flesh-pink bald tail, it strongly signaled Qiao Zhi to send him back.

The prince returned to the throne, and the cultivation base of the dragon soared.

Knowing the character of Emperor Zheng Yang, Qiao Zhi would definitely find out the person who sent the prince back, so he packed his bags and prepared to lead the dragon on the road of escape. ——But even this was forcibly blocked by Qiao Dandan.

At that time, Qiao Zhi didn't understand that Long Xiu's rise was not due to his good deeds.

Prestige, good deeds, are paved roads.It required, he moved closer to that position.

The closer he got, the more its cultivation increased.

It knows the destiny, it chooses the emperor, and his success is also its success.

The dragon can't speak, and even if it could, it wouldn't reveal its secrets to him.

What it wanted him to do next was rather cruel to him: it needed him to go to the palace.

Today's Qiao Zhixin is not in the world. He cheats people, sells things, thinks about saving some money, and becomes a commoner living in the mountains.

The hatred of killing one's mother, the hatred of subjugation of the country, being belittled, being looked down upon, all the past has been forgotten.He lives happily, running on the mountains, running in the city, busy all day long, no matter how hard it is, he is not afraid.

Happiness and contentment, that will not help Qiao Zhi become an emperor.

To rule the empire and save the common people in the world, kings and dragons have a mission in their lives.

Paving the road is just paving the way, never put the cart before the horse.

Continuing on this road is very bitter, but it accompanies him.

Joe will be king.

He was chosen by the dragon.

He has to be, king.