The emperor is pregnant with my egg

The first few years before Jinlong was trapped, it was cold and painful. Day and night, he engraved his hatred for Emperor Dayan and Xie Xuanyuan in his bones. As Dayan's luck became stronger, the more he struggled, The stronger the power is drawn, it's like being trapped in a cage full of sharp knives. The more force you use, the deeper the sharp blade will be inserted into the knife, and the faster the blood will flow.

After suffering too much, Jinlong gradually lost the strength to struggle, and he began to sleep for a long time. Later, his memory began to be incomplete. After too long, he and Dayan Longmai partly merged into one.

Every year, members of the royal family will come to the mountains to worship. The power of their beliefs can soothe Longjin's emotions and wake him up from his deep sleep. Hundreds of years are too long, and Longjin gradually forgets that he was originally A dragon, only thinks that he is a dragon vein trapped in the mountain.

With the passage of time, the enchantment loosened, and the heart-born dragon shrank, and found that he could leave the dark mountains and go outside for activities.

But he can't leave too far, he can only follow the road that Dayan's royal family walked, and follow the direction they came to arrive at Dayan's palace.No one can see Longjin, he can't communicate with others, let alone leave Miyagi.

Feeling the hindrance he received, Longjin believed even more that he was transformed by the dragon's veins, but at this time he didn't remember his name, and he didn't even know what he looked like.

After a while, Dayan changed to a new emperor, and Longjin came out to a wider range. In order to "cultivate" better, he often went to temples to listen to monks' lectures, or went to the court hall Watch those courtiers quarrel.

The life of the monks is really too boring. They just read a few scriptures over and over again every day. Longjin can recite these scriptures backwards by listening to them every day.There are all kinds of new things in the hall every day, but after listening for a while, Long Jin also summed up the rules, either there is a disaster somewhere, and you need to ask for money, or the courtiers are persuading the emperor to trouble the other party's harem. matter.

For a dragon with a very long life, these things are exhausting to listen to. Civil and military officials are always arguing, and the atmosphere in the hall is always chaotic. It is not as peaceful as the monks in the temple. peaceful.

As the days passed, Long Jin woke up, woke up, closed his eyes and opened them again, the emperor died again, time passed, and hundreds of years passed.Long Jin gradually mastered the ability to communicate with spiritual objects, and with the little partner of Old Miyagi, he stepped on the whole Miyagi.

At this time, he still forgot most of the things, but he remembered his own name—Longjin, he was transformed from the dragon veins, and he was also a dark river trapped under the mountain. Jin, which represents water, was perfect.

As in the past, this time he woke up and started wandering around the palace again. It is a relatively cold winter, and the earth dragon is lit in the palace city, and the flames are burning brightly, but not all places are eligible to enjoy the earth dragon. Except for a few masters with special and noble status in the palace, only the extremely favored concubines can enjoy this treatment, and the rest can only burn charcoal.

Aristocrats can burn silver silk charcoal that has no smell of smoke. The charcoal that is not very favored is the kind of charcoal that has been choked by moisture. I can carry it by myself with not too thick cotton clothes and thin body bones.

Long Jin doesn't like the smell of charcoal fires. After all, he belongs to water, and water and fire are incompatible. In order to avoid these charcoal fires, he walks towards places without fire.Usually, the dragon's aura is the dimmest in places without flames, but this time, Longjin saw a fresh, flickering golden light in a cold and wet place.

He didn't have a body, and he sank down along the golden light, and found a dark and somewhat gloomy basement, where it was dirty and dilapidated, with flickering lights, a human child.

Long Jin tried his best to look through his memory, barely recognized this face, because the child looks very similar to his own parents, this is the first son of the current emperor, the crown prince of the Dayan Dynasty .

Although the prince's status is noble, if he is not favored at all, life will be difficult, not to mention that this little cabbage locked in the field has long since lost its mother.

I don't know why, but Longjin instinctively disliked this kind of dirty child, he walked around, satisfied his curiosity, and prepared to leave.

Xiaobaicai blushed and was breathing heavily. It was obvious that she had a high fever, and she might be about to die.Even if Long Jin didn't hate this unlucky guy, he couldn't help him, because others couldn't see him, couldn't hear what he said, and Long Jin couldn't touch everything in the world.

But just when he was about to leave, a bony hand firmly grabbed Long Jin's walking pace: "Help...help"

A very fragmentary picture flashed through Long Jin's mind. For some reason, he subconsciously touched his chest. It was obviously empty, but he just felt inexplicable pain.

Can't help, help will be unfortunate.Such thoughts popped up in Jin Long's mind, and he decided to leave decisively.But this motherless little cabbage hugged him tightly, and he subconsciously rubbed back and forth on the cool things when he was so burned, he murmured: "Mother..."

Hearing this title, Long Jin was struck by lightning: What's going on!He is not Xiaobaicai's mother!

Because the little prince in the basement was crying pitifully, Longjin's clothes were all wet. With the power of the other party's tears, he had the feeling of materialization for the first time, knowing what the drape of clothes is.

Long Jin tried to use his spiritual power to dry the clothes on his body, and then made the whole basement warm.He didn't want to help, he just wanted to try it out of curiosity, after all, in the cold weather, his body was wet, even if he didn't have a specific body, it didn't feel good.

This was only one of the reasons, the more important reason was that the way the little prince cried didn't make him feel disgusted anymore. The bad guy in his memory was more stubborn and couldn't possibly be a crybaby.

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