The Scarlet Sky of Romance Legend

<One hundred years of cultivation can cross the same boat, and one thousand years of cultivation can make one sleep together. >

<My fate with you is less than a thousand years old. >

Four years after the capital was moved, the new capital of Great Xia was Yiluo, and the emperor's palace was still brightly lit.

"Those old men are really annoying. They know every day that they force me to marry a concubine and become a queen. I'm only seventeen! They are so anxious to ask me to leave an heir, and they all hope that I will die early!?" Nangong Xiaohua opened the A memorial of "Please the Holy One to spread branches and leaves for the royal family", the eyebrows frowned more and more tightly, and she couldn't help complaining, "It was the same four years ago, so the princess of the elves is hundreds of years old, okay! The age gap with me is too big! Back then, I thought about it for a long time before I gave it to Prince Duan. These old men are really crazy, and they are getting more and more rampant every year! Why don’t they look at their sister, Princess Yide, who is 23 this year Are you not married yet? Why worry about me!"

The young emperor looked through the memorial for a long time, and seemed to be bored at last. He dropped the ink-stained brush, leaned back, and fell down on the dragon chair without any rules.If his appearance is seen by those old ministers who abide by etiquette, they will inevitably have to criticize and criticize him again. He must set an example as a gentleman, and he must be polite when he is in love... Eh wait, there seems to be something wrong with the latter one. ?Forget it, it's too much to think about.

Haotian's poisonous tongue four years ago failed to become a reality after all, and Nangong Xiaohua finally grew taller, although strictly speaking, he didn't grow much taller... Forget about this, we will focus on participating in [Hello].

Nangong Xiaohua's original appearance as a child has already grown into a teenager. Although he has not yet reached the height of Taki's human posture, he has finally got rid of the bad situation of raising his head and facing his chest, at least exceeding the height of Taki's shoulders 【Do you dare to have some ambition, Your Majesty the Emperor】.

It's a pity that this height was still ruthlessly ridiculed by Taki, and Nangong Xiaohua seemed to be unable to get rid of the title of "little man" throughout his life.

"Seventeen years old is not too young in the eyes of Orientals, is it? After all, it is said that after the arrival of puberty, there will be fertility." Taki cocked his legs, sitting on the table with countless memorials and almost overwhelmed. On the nanmu table, ebony-like curly black hair spread out on the table, each strand of hair was soft and picturesque.A scarf made of white fox fur slipped from the snow-white arms to the legs, and the delicate skin was illuminated by the flickering candlelight.Taki's eyes have returned to the true vertical pupils of the dragon clan at some point, giving people a beast-like sense of crisis in the dark room.

"And the lifespan of human beings is really too short. If you are a long-lived species, no one cares how late you get married." Taki said and shrugged, looking indifferent, "Let's not talk about the captain's low EQ. Ambiguous, ambiguous, romantic, and romantic, the bosses are in the sweet period, they don't care about things like having children, and no one urges them."

After finishing speaking, Taki added another sentence secretly in his heart: Anyway, they can't have children, so it's useless to urge them.

"That's right, your colleagues, dead monsters, don't look like humans." Nangong Xiaohua bit his pen, staring at Taki in a daze, as if it was the first day he knew him, "Long life is really good ... You don't need to be used as a stud by those old things. Anyway, the big deal is to choose one of my many brothers or nephews as the heir... Oh, yes, the dead monster, guess the old man who suddenly entered the palace today What did the doctor tell me?"

"Don't call me a shemale, little dwarf! She is a beautiful woman now!" Taki turned his head and gave Nangong Xiaohua a vicious look, his slender fingers scratched and combed the delicate hairstyle indifferently, using a special He said impatiently, "...You mean the old man who was in charge of taking care of you, Mrs. Hui, and Princess Yide? Didn't he retire and go home long ago? What did he say when he came in today?"

For some reason, Nangong Xiaohua always felt that Taki was extremely restless today.

Could it be... that is what women have every month... the days when sunflower water comes?But isn't this guy a shemale?Do shemale have this thing?

[Author's Note: Here is a reminder to children who don't know what "Sunflower Water" is. Simply put, it is the name of a girl's aunt in ancient times =_=+]

Nangong Xiaohua's thoughts drifted to a very strange place.

"He said that he checked the records left by the previous treatment, and found that someone had been poisoning me since I was a child, and finally said that I would not live to be 20 years old." Nangong Xiaohua pouted, saying that I would not follow a brainless The old man cares, I have plenty of money, and I don't mind visiting famous doctors, "Hey, who would believe it, my body has always been fine, he said I won't live past 20 years old, and I just want to live safely past 20 years old to show him! "Even at the age of 17, the young emperor clenched his fist, saying that no one is afraid of anyone who has money!Give me all the horses!

"Is there such a person with such superb medical skills among human beings? They don't have true energy, supernatural powers, magic, battle qi, or magical skills. They can be seen only by their medical skills. There are actually such people in the world." It was rare for Taki not to argue with Nangong Xiaohua. He sat on the table dangling his legs with a thoughtful expression. "No wonder Mr. Yuan often said that one must be full of expectations for the potential of human beings."

"Wait, wait, what do you mean?" Nangong Xiaohua raised his eyebrows in surprise, took off the golden crown on his head and put it on the pile of memorials, then shook his head and asked. "Could it be that you also believe the old man's nonsense that there is really something wrong with my body? Are you kidding me! I have lived for 17 years and I have never felt that there is anything wrong with me!"

"Just because you can't feel it doesn't mean you don't have it, mortal." Taki turned his head again to look at the young emperor on the dragon chair. This time, his gaze was condescending and emotionless like a god, which made people shudder. Nangong Xiaohua suddenly I wanted to shudder fiercely, "I am surprised that there is anyone other than the Eastern Witch who has completely disappeared now, who can predict your death date so accurately. It also makes many things full of expectations."

The atmosphere in the dormitory suddenly turned into a tense situation. The golden red candle trembled fiercely in the silence, and the light released was swallowed up by the darkness. Very faint.

"What the hell are you trying to say? Tell me clearly!" Nangong Xiaohua's expression suddenly darkened. He reached out and dipped a new brush with thick black ink. Excessive moisture caused the black ink to drip down drop by drop, soaking it The golden red outer seal of the memorial was stained with darkness.

"I have seen the special products of the dark elves with my own eyes, so I have a little understanding." Taki shrugged subconsciously, as if he suddenly didn't care about anything, "Speaking of which, the one who came from afar The married princess that you left aside seems to be the princess of the elves. Was it given to Prince Duan? If someone with a much richer imagination than me is here, it might be enough to write a 200 million-word masterpiece here. What a miserable princess and an infatuated prince, a cold-blooded and inhuman emperor..." He kept talking to himself, the more he talked, the darker Nangong Xiaohua's face became, and finally he couldn't help but overturned the table:

"What the hell is this! Common man, is your brain stuffed with those low-quality novels in the market! I don't want to be a black-hearted male supporting role, hehe—!"

The little emperor finally blew his hair, and Taki immediately stopped thinking about it and rolled over to smooth his hair:

"Okay, okay, be good, little dwarf. Don't worry, I will fulfill all your wishes before you die. After all, I am also the patriarch of the dragon clan, right? I still have the right to act willfully~"

Taki stretched out his hands to mess with Nangong Xiaohua's black hair, with a very serious expression, and for some reason, this expression fell into Nangong Xiaohua's eyes, but he felt a little absent-minded.The little emperor's face suddenly wrinkled into a ball.

"Go, go, go! I won't die! I will live longer than you!"

After a roar, countless memorials were thrown out of the emperor's palace together with Taki.

"Ah, ah, the heart of a mortal is hard to understand at any time... Whether it is a willful little emperor, an elf princess who accepts everything as a gift, or an ambitious royal child... In this way, Sure enough, it’s easier to be nimble.” Taki struggled to climb out of a pile of memorials, took out a mirror and a comb to straighten his hair that was messed up like a bird’s nest, only a pale and faded smile appeared on his beautiful face.

Jokes and oaths are indeed difficult to distinguish clearly.

He jumped lightly between the roofs of the palace, and finally stepped lightly, and the black figure turned into a giant dragon flying in the sky.

In the night sky, it was difficult to find the black dragon flying across the sky. He glanced back at the palace that belonged to the emperor, wondering if it was a coincidence, the lights in the palace were also going out at this moment, returning to all darkness and silence.

——Suddenly I really want to go back to my own palace in the original country, and roll comfortably on the pile of gold coins.

As Taki thought about it, his black scales were illuminated by the cold moonlight. In the dark night sky, he appeared like a shooting star unintentionally passing by this planet, dragging its long tail, slowly appearing, And slowly disappeared at the end of the sky.

——But to be honest, it's actually more comfortable to roll those banknotes in Daxia's treasury.

The giant black dragon raised its giant wings that covered half of the sky, silently covering the sky full of stars.

"Ajin...someone is going to kill you...someone is going to kill you...someone is going to kill you! Run away, Ajin...please run away...please..."

Princess Yide's hair was disheveled. She whimpered in despair in the dark prison. Her gorgeous dress was stained with blood. At this moment, her face was twisted and twisted like a ghost, and she was no longer as graceful as before.

Nangong Xiaohua seemed to be walking in a long and narrow corridor, it was gloomy and dark, and there were bursts of ghostly wailing in his ears.This is a terrible dream. He has had this dream many times. At the end of this dream, he will see his sister, the woman who has secretly helped him for so many years, the unmarried Princess Yide, as The female prisoner is imprisoned in the dark depths.

Passing through the long and narrow dark corridor, Nangong Xiaohua couldn't open his eyes because of the bright oncoming light.After a while, his eyes, which had been in the dark for a long time, gradually got used to the bright environment. He looked around and realized in a trance that he was in the conference hall.He walked up to the highest throne in a trance, and sat on it in a daze but as a matter of course.Not long after, crowds of people suddenly emerged from all directions of the hall.Those are ministers, they are the courtiers of Great Xia, but all of them have the same solemn expression now, like dead bodies frozen under the ice for a long time.

Dry cold, stiff, uninteresting.

Ministers one after another came out and knelt down in front of him. They talked a lot, and the discussion seemed intense, but he couldn't catch a word.

Then it seemed that a consensus was finally reached, and all the ministers suddenly dispersed to the two sides, revealing a large open space in the middle.Princess Yide was held there with a knife by the guards. She tried to resist, but it didn't work.Her exquisite makeup was messed up, her well-dressed hair and clothes were messed up, her hair was disheveled, her eyes were wide open, and her eyes were bloodshot.The leading minister stood up and said something, Princess Yide let out a hysterical scream, which made many ministers frown and cover their ears.

The guards' expressions remained unchanged. They held the crazy Princess Yide with their knives and dragged her all the way out of the hall.Her long nails slashed sharply across the ground, and her ten fingers were blotted out with blood, and spots of scarlet blood spread all the way.

At the end of the dream, everyone disappeared, Nangong Xiaohua was still standing in the darkness, and Princess Yide was in front of him, separated by a gate of imprisonment.

She called his name, and she said that someone was going to kill him, and that person was cutting off the wings around him bit by bit.She herself was the first victim, and soon there would be a second, a third, a fourth... until finally, that one would kill him.She told him not to worry about her, but to show the courage of an emperor and fight back against that person.It must be one of their half-brothers, and only those royal children can do such a thing.

Nangong Xiaohua finally escaped from the dream, and what made him escape was Princess Yide's face that suddenly turned into a skeleton.

He was awakened by a nightmare.

Nangong Xiaohua sat on the dragon bed, with cold sweat on his forehead. He lowered his head, unwilling to recall even the slightest bit about that dream.

Princess Yide, his biological sister.

Not long ago, he was impeached by the officials for having unethical feelings for his younger brother, that is, himself, so he was finally ordered to confine his feet to the inner palace forever.

The last time we met before the foot ban came into effect, my sister... Princess Yide told him to protect himself.

Since then, he has been haunted by this nightmare, unable to escape.

Speaking of which... I don't know when, Taki didn't appear anymore.

Nangong Xiaohua got out of bed, lit a candle by himself in the darkness, and realized that it was only midnight, and it was not yet dawn.

He looked at the flickering candle in a daze, wondering what he was thinking.

--where have you been?There are some things... I want to tell you personally.

"It's really beautiful... the secret method of the elves? You really put a lot of effort into it." Nangong Xiaohua sat on the throne, looking coldly at the son Wen Nuo who led the army to kill him, He didn't miss the elf woman with pointed ears and long chestnut hair hiding behind him.He suddenly felt a little ridiculous, the scene in front of him was so similar to the time when Gong Ziqin rebelled, but this time Princess Yide did not mobilize troops to help him, and the commander of the imperial guards has long been Prince Duan's son Wen Nuo. Whether he will come to save him is also unknown.

Nangong Xiaohua's voice was particularly old, and he had indeed become old - the old doctor was right, he was indeed being poisoned all the time.The secret method of the elves is not similar to the existence of the drug, but has a control switch. The moment the poison is released, the time on his body disappears countless times, and the three thousand black hairs are white in an instant, and he becomes extremely old.

——As for not living to be 20 years old... that shrewd old doctor probably counted the rebellion in it, right?Sure enough, there are really a lot of talents in this world, but it's just that they don't show their talents...

"Whatever you say, Ah Jin." Young Master Wen Nuo stood gracefully, blocking Ambe Farluna who looked flustered behind her.

"In an instant, I've grown old to the point of death, what should I say..." Nangong Xiaohua coughed violently, as if he was going to die in the next instant.

It is a sad thing that human beings cannot withstand the cruelty of time.

The roof of the palace suddenly began to shake, and smoke, dust and debris were scattered.

"Heh... are you here?"

Just like many years ago, the black dragon poked its head in from a position where it could see the clear sky, and its black dragon pupils looked at the old and dying emperor on the throne.Immediately, in front of everyone's eyes, the slender black dragon tail swept away the emperor who was about to die of old age.Following a dragon chant, the black dragon flew into the distance with its tail flicking under the clear blue sky.

"The King of Heaven..." Young Master Wen Nuo gave a short laugh, "Then he will be dead soon."

The panic-stricken Praetorian Guard once again told the legend of the almost forgotten Manifest King, but the King was lost and everything was irreparable.

--I like you.

When the black dragon heard the last words, the old human heart stopped beating immediately.

It continued to fly towards the kingdom of God, and muddy tears flowed from the dragon's eyes.

——After peeling off that rotten body, what was born was a child who would never grow up.

——In this world, not all loves that have passed away have a chance to come back again.

The author has something to say:

Regarding the question about the elves □□, let’s wait until the chapter of Amphar Luna to explain it~

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