Dragon King Father-in-Law Wants to Drown Me [Time Travel]

News came from the palace that the emperor who had died suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and now he was able to sit up and eat.

The marriage that was supposed to be delayed was put on the agenda again.

"Brother Linghu, I heard that you are going to get married." As soon as Lin Yi entered the door, he grabbed Linghu Su's shoulders and said openly.

The man in front of him had sharp features, strong eyes and sword-like brows, completely different from Prime Minister Gui's gentleness.

Linghu Su looked at this dazed young man, feeling sorry for himself from the bottom of his heart.

A man with a face like Lin Yi, who I could only see on TV or in dreams before, finally traveled to ancient times, and finally became rich and handsome, but he couldn't win it in a fair manner, what a reckless waste!

Linghu Su looked at him as if he was going to get married, and thought, the relationship between us is about to end, you are going to miss a peerless partner, do you know that?

Lin Yi didn't know what Linghu Su was thinking, so he dragged her to have a drink.

On the branch of the moon, Linghu Su came back smelling of alcohol, and found that Long Yi hadn't slept yet.

Since that night, Long Yi has been sleeping in Linghu Su's room, and the servants in the mansion are not surprised.

After a while, Long Yi came in with a bowl of light blue soup, Linghu Su thought it was the hangover soup prepared by his mother, picked it up and drank it down.

Linghu Su was too lazy to take off his clothes, and lay on the bed with all his clothes on.

Lying down, Linghu Su felt that the room was a bit stuffy, so he took off some clothes, but found that it didn't help, and instead became more irritable.

Linghu Su sensed something was wrong, "What did you just drink for me?"

"My dragon's blood." Long Yi sat at the table, licking the cut he made, "Father said that as long as my husband drank my dragon's blood, no matter where I go, I can rely on it." Find you with some blood."

Linghu Su felt even hotter after hearing what she said, but the clothes on his body had been stripped down to the white cloth covering his chest. Linghu Su felt that he was being strangled, so he stretched out his hand to untie it.

Long Yi came over to hold her and stretched out his hand, and said solemnly: "You have a fever, so you can't take off your clothes."

Long Yi flicked her gauze sleeve lightly, and a ray of light fell into the basin, and the water inside immediately condensed into ice. With a movement of her fingertips, the ice flew out of the basin and lightly applied to Linghusu's forehead, feeling cool for a moment. The coolness was quickly washed away by more raging desires.

"No, isn't your dragon blood very nourishing?" Linghu Su kept scratching his body, and several shocking blood marks appeared on his white skin.

Especially now that Long Yi's hand is still attached to her face.It's fine if she doesn't touch it, but as soon as this skin touches, Linghu Su only feels itchy.

Long Yi still doesn't understand these things, but she, an old driver in the new era, understands the meaning of this reaction very well.

Her hands started to climb on Long Yi's body unconsciously, but Long Yi pushed her away, "You are so hot, hugging me will make it even hotter, you have to cool yourself off."

Linghu Su gritted his teeth, but he scolded his mother in his heart, "Who did this good thing."

Linghu Su was still struggling on the verge of desire, but Long Yi saw that Bing couldn't calm her down, so he ran to various yards in the middle of the night to call for people, saying that Linghu Su was very hot and wanted to hug her all the time.

Of course no one was called.

The next day, when everyone in the house, including Lin Yi, saw Linghu Su, they couldn't help but have some inexplicable expressions on their faces.

When retiring from the imperial court, several old and disrespectful elders specially pulled Linghu Su and joked: "My lord is indeed full of energy."

Linghu Su looked embarrassed, God knows how long she took a cold bath last night.

Moreover, the walls of their house are really airy.

One day, Linghu Su was reading in the room, Long Yi came in with a branch.

Linghu Su didn't dare to answer it, so he asked her what it was first.

"Big Shenmu."

Linghu Su felt that the generation gap between himself and Long Yi was not only in age, but also in worldview, and what Long Yi said lightly often broke Linghu Su's cognition time and time again.

For example, Linghu Su only knew these three Chinese characters for the Great Divine Tree, but Long Yi explained that the Great Divine Tree took root in the Kunlun Mountains, and grew backwards toward the Yellow Spring, until it reached the endless seabed.

"Did you go to the underworld?" Linghu Su asked.

"That's not true. I used to live in the Endless Sea, where it was deeper than the Yellow Springs. Only the big sacred tree can grow. I broke it from the big sacred tree."

"What is the use?"

"I don't know, I am the only one in the endless sea, no one told me."

"Are you alone?" Linghu Su was a little surprised, she thought that such a domineering little green dragon should have been raised by the dragons in the pearl pile since childhood.

So he asked again, "How long have you been there alone?"

"When I met you on the mountain, I only stayed in Dragon Palace for three years. Before that, I lived in Endless Sea."

Long Yi's tone was brisk, as if he was describing a very common thing, and he didn't sound as lonely as he should have lived alone for more than 60 years.

Linghu Su didn't know what the Endless Sea she was talking about was like, but hearing the name, he felt that it might be as desolate as the legendary Yellow Spring, so he took the Shenmu silently, without further questioning.

When eating dinner, Long Yi sat on the table and stared at Linghu Su eating, but he didn't move the bowl and chopsticks.

Everyone has become accustomed to it. Immortals don't need to eat.

Linghu Su suddenly became curious, "Aside from not having to eat, don't you gods also know a lot about the past and the future?"

Long Yi nodded, "I know a little bit."

"Then do you know the lifespan of us mortals? Like me, how old can I live?"

Long Yi thought for a moment, then turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared, and came back after a while.

Before entering the door, a voice came in: "Brother Yan Wang said that you can live to be 36 years and 160 days old."

"..."

Linghu Su wanted to cry, but she thought that if she could travel to ancient times, she must be the chosen one and would accomplish a lot, but she didn't expect that she could only live to be 36 years old. This is the rhythm of an untimely death.

"So I only have 12 years left?" Linghu Su asked.

After finishing speaking, the eldest lady, the second wife and the third wife began to cry, "Damn it, our Asu is leaving at the age of 36."

Long Yi stared blankly, not knowing why they were acting like this, and walked over to comfort them, "Don't cry, I can still find you when I go down to the underworld."

The three ladies cried even more sadly.

After all, Linghu Su didn't really die, so he didn't feel too sad, but he couldn't bear to see the three mothers like this, so he said to Long Yi: "Can you tell your Brother Yama to let me live a few more years?" .”

Long Yi turned into green smoke again.

I came back very quickly this time, but the news I brought back was even more shocking: "Brother Yan Wang said that mortals dare to go against the sky, so I will reduce you to 32 years."

All of a sudden, the entire Linghu family seemed to be struck by lightning.

The Linghu family was a single seedling. Up to Linghu Su's father's generation, the three wives had been in the house for seven or eight years without any movement, until the eldest lady gave birth to Linghu Su, who was expected to be a daughter.

At that time, Master Linghu was outside the pass, and the war was tense.In order to reassure the master, the eldest lady lied to him that she had given birth to a son in the letter sent home.

Sure enough, Master Linghu won the battle.

After returning home, he found out that his son was a fake. He was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot, and died of depression not long after.

In order to fulfill the master's wish, the eldest lady concealed Linghu Su's identity from the outside world and raised her as her son since childhood.It wasn't until he took part in the imperial examination and won the Tanhua that the Linghu family gradually improved after more than ten years of falling apart.

Therefore, Linghu Su is the only hope of the Linghu family at present, and also the only expectation of the three mothers for the rest of their lives.

That night, the entire Linghu family was shrouded in a gloomy atmosphere, but Long Yi who caused all this was not aware of it.

In order to prevent the three mothers from seeing Long Yi and thinking of his own short life, Linghu Su sent her to Wanfeng Academy to study on the grounds of letting Long Yi learn about human etiquette.

When Linghu Su and Lin Yi went to the academy to visit her, she was surrounded by a group of students.

Seeing Linghu Su coming, Long Yi ran from the crowd, jumped on Linghu Su and gave him a bear hug.

Linghu Su didn't know where she learned such modern movements.

Mr. Bai from the academy came over, bowed to them, praised Long Yi, said it was the first time he saw such a perceptive child, and showed Linghu Su the article written by Long Yi.

It turned out that Long Yi got the highest score in the college in the first exam after entering school.

Linghu Su looked at the paper full of words written by Long Yi, his understanding was so deep and so thorough that he, a Tanhualang, felt ashamed, and asked curiously: "Have you read Tao Yuanming's "Return to Come"?"

Long Yi didn't realize how good he was at all, so he honestly replied: "No."

"Then where did you know this?"

Long Yi moved closer to Linghu Su's ear, and whispered: "I went to the underworld to find Tao Yuanming, and asked him to tell me about it."

"..."

Is this the prerogative of the gods?This is something Linghu Su would not even think about in her dreams, although she wanted to ask those ancient people what they thought when she took the college entrance examination.

Seeing that Linghu Su's eyes never left the test paper she wrote, Long Yi thought she liked Tao Yuanming, so he said thoughtfully, "If you want to see him, I can take you to the underworld right now."

Linghu Su hurriedly waved her hands, she didn't want to die right now.

Later, when the husband saw that Long Yi could recite the books quickly, he opened the library to her and let her go in and read at will. After a few days, she memorized all the books in the library, regardless of whether she understood them or not, as long as they had words.

Linghu Su thought to himself, it's a good thing gods don't take part in the imperial examination, otherwise it would be too much of a joke.

On this day, the emperor summoned important officials of the court in the imperial study, and Linghu Su was among them.

When he retreated from the imperial study room, the Taoist who had been standing silently beside the emperor chased him out, called Linghusu to stop, and asked, "Is there a god in your lord's house recently?"

Linghu Su looked at this man, he looked like a fairy.Before, I heard that the emperor invited a Taoist expert, probably this one, I heard that his name is Taoist Pingshan.

Linghu Su didn't want to answer him directly, so he asked instead: "What's the difference between a god and an immortal?"

"The celestial beings in this world are all born after Laojun Li Er's ascension."

The Taoist shook his whisk and continued: "The gods are divided into the ancient gods and the gods named in Jiang Ziya's book of gods in the past, such as Nuwa and Fuxi. The Gods of Feng, such as Nezha and Yang Jian, are still in the Heavenly Court today."

After Linghu Su finished listening, he lowered his voice and said, "The one in my family is probably not a god, but maybe a little fairy dragon."

"However, the old Taoist sees that the aura on Sir's body is definitely not owned by immortals, nor is it the gods recorded in the book of gods, and there are no ancient gods in this world. I am afraid that this one in Sir's family has a deeper history."

"Maybe she's still young? She's only... 70 years old." Linghu Su felt guilty when he said that.

Pingshan Taoist shook his head, "The spirit of Qinglong is no longer comparable to that of us who have been enlightened for 200 years. If you don't want to get into more trouble, young master, you'd better make a decision early."

Linghu Su suddenly thought that he had come here through time travel, but he could still meet such a great god on the mountain.She couldn't help thinking, if she didn't know that she was actually some kind of great god who was going through calamity, the 32 years old Long Yi said might be the day when he would return to heaven after going through the calamity.

Thinking of this, Linghu Su suddenly felt that what the Taoist said was nothing more than alarmist talk, but if he could get rid of Xiao Qinglong, Linghu Su thought it would be a good idea, so he asked: "Is there any way for the Taoist priest to help me?"

"If you want to conquer Qinglong, I am afraid that there is only the real dragon emperor in the world. I have a method, which can not only help the young master to go to Qingyun, but also get rid of Qinglong."

Based on Linghu Su's experience in watching TV dramas, under such circumstances, the old Taoist would try to catch the monsters at home, and then burn them to show the public.

Linghu Su hurriedly said: "No need, I think that little fairy dragon is very innocent, so there is no need to kill them all."

Taoist Pingshan smiled, "Of course it's not about killing them all, my lord, let's go back and wait for the good news."