Chapter 29

The third dragon scale (IX)

"Why don't you look down on me and don't want to talk to me?" Linglong felt sorry for herself. She worked hard to meet him here. The old bastard didn't dare to look at her.

What do you think when you have fun? He thinks a lot. He's not really grumpy. It can be seen from his previous torture methods that he's not only an old bastard, but also an old pervert. Linglong used to be his imperial concubine, but now he follows the new Lord and gives himself the title of pleasure waiting. He doesn't show it on his face, but he hates it in his heart. Of course, this hate is not for Linglong. Beauty can only be used to hurt. How can it be used to hate?

He was a little fussy in his heart, but these words must not be told to Linglong. It is self-evident who she is facing now. To put it bluntly, this is a powerful woman. Whoever is the overlord in the world can possess her and treat her as a booty.

He had no hope in his life, but he died on the curse king all the time. The beauty he hasn't even touched is so cheap to the humble barbarian.

Linglong wanted to teach him a lesson, but hedonistic Hou knew her temperament, took revenge and was careful. If she didn't provoke her, she would be safe, but she was determined not to make that person feel better. But after thinking about it, he didn't know what he had done wrong. It was just that he wanted to kill her, but he didn't kill her? " Madam, I have someone who wants to dedicate it to her. "

"Huh?" Exquisite lack of interest“ Who? "

"A cook."

"Oh." She was not so excited. Anyway, there are many cooks in the palace, but no matter how many cooks there are, none of them suits her. At this time, hedonism Hou whispered: "it's the sister who was the chef in the imperial dining room. She made a fire girl in my house. She said she studied with her brother. I tried to ask her to cook a few meals. It tastes really good. It's more than enough than her brother. Would you like to leave her?"

After listening to his words, Linglong narrowed her eyes and looked at the woman behind him for a while. "How can I believe what you just said with your mouth? You have to let her cook some dishes. I'll have a try before I know whether it's true or false."

Hedonism Hou hurriedly pushed the woman: "don't hurry to cook for your mother!"

The woman looked silent and said yes. Linglong was very pleased with his knowledge of hedonism at the moment, so she put down her plan to teach him a lesson and tried the woman's craft first. If it's not good, it's not just smashing rotten cabbage and rotten eggs on the old bastard's skull.

Hedonism was really wrong this time. He didn't know it could work so well. Previously, he was angry with himself. The beauty suddenly became as warm as spring, which made him itch. If the king hadn't come, he would like to hold his exquisite hand and recall the past three years together. He really liked her, so he respected her. If he were another woman, he would grab it directly when he liked it. Where would he have the time to give her three years to be free and easy.

The king's face was not very good. Even if he knew that Linglong was determined not to look at pleasure, he didn't like them standing together“ What are you doing? "

"Hedonism has sent me a new cook. It is said that he is my first sister in love with the kitchen. He has got his true biography and is a good cook."

God's fucking first love. The king's expression was even more ugly. He took Linglong to his arms, "but a cook is worth your persistent memory." It's ok if you look well. The king specially asked the palace people who had seen the cook. They all said that the chef was born with a smiling and round face. He was over 40 and fat like a pregnant woman. He couldn't find his eyes when he smiled. He became her man and never heard a word of love from her.

When a warrior, he should have learned to cook.

"How can you understand that men are everywhere, but good cooks are hard to find."

If Linglong is really a strange person by human standards, it is not surprising to think that she is a dragon. In her long and endless life, the biggest problem is that she doesn't have enough to eat. She longed for human love as food, but most of the time she could only devour her soul and barely satisfied. Therefore, she always couldn't stop pursuing food. Even if human food ate more, it couldn't fill the bottomless hole in her stomach. It was more comfortable to taste it than to be hungry.

So an excellent middle-aged Fat Chef and a beautiful man are called linglongxuan. Unless the latter has a clean soul and full love, she won't think about it and will choose the one in front. That's why she can't wait to skin and cramp him when she learned that hedonism killed the Royal chef.

She can remember revenge from the beginning to the end of a world.

The king was speechless. No matter how much temper he had in front of her, he really let her pinch flat and round like dough, as if he had changed from a lone wolf to a loyal dog wagging its tail at its master.

How can there be such a woman in the world who knows it's a fire that eats people, but it still makes people want to attack it.

She goes beyond the definition of "woman" in the world. She is neither gentle nor considerate. It is a joke to ask her for three obediences and four virtues. She is also very bold and fearless. People don't know whether she is naive or sophisticated. In addition to appearance and body structure, Linglong is not like a woman.

But she is not like a man. The arrogance and affection of wanton egoism are like cold stone statues. But the stone statue is not as full of aura as she is. It drags people's heart alive and makes people unconsciously want to please her. Even if she looks at herself more, it is also a great blessing. Huyan Zhe is king. Even if he is king, he can't keep Linglong. Naturally, the cook's skill was not as good as that of the chef who had already swallowed his breath, but she also learned 70% or 80%. Linglong reluctantly expressed her satisfaction and left people behind. Fortunately, although the female chef's craft is not as good as the chef, she is better in innovation, and there are several exquisite dishes she likes, so she is willing to keep them. But I just keep it. I want to rely on my talent in cooking to be close to her - that's a little more. Somehow, the king suddenly had a disease, which was so fierce that he hollowed out his body almost instantly. He was the most healthy body. He was in his prime of life. He was brave and invincible. He could not move in bed like this. It was troublesome to lift a finger. He needed someone to help and feed the soup every day. Soon, everyone realized. The king who once fought against the enemy is very brave and good at fighting. He is about to die. The imperial doctor can't find out what the disease is. He can only blame the cause on the king's years of war. The injuries are flesh and skin injuries. It's good to keep them, but it's not easy to diagnose inside. Over the years, he has dragged down his body. He can't even move now. A majestic wolf is tortured with only scrawny skin. The king has no children or brothers. Only the old warriors who fought side by side can inherit the throne and his women. Who doesn't want that wanton beauty? Now Wang Shang is lying in bed. His throat is as hard and dry as a wind box. His thin and weak hands with prominent joints clasp Linglong. He is about to die, but she is still as beautiful and outstanding as ever without any haggard. During his illness, she didn't take care of him. She was such a fickle person, even if he was her man“ If I die... You will... "No." Linglong touched his hand“ If you die, I won't stay. You know, I'll go wherever I want. " In just three months, the king was already thin and not in human shape. The interior of his body was rapidly disintegrating and disintegrating. Bowls of soup and medicine every day didn't play any role at all. The man that God wants to take away cannot be retained by manpower alone. A few days later, the king died of illness. This man, who has dominated the world and become the overlord with the power of thunder, died in the injuries left by years of war, leaving thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, boundless power and the most beautiful beauty. Linglong still lived a comfortable life in the palace. She walked away. The emperor AI came to the king, walked to the king, and she could still live when the next king came. However, her appetite is still as large as ever, and even has a slightly higher momentum than before. Sometimes a meal or even a transaction has doubled. Over time, everyone in the palace knows that the beauty looks thin and slender. In fact, her appetite is amazing. Two or three ordinary men can't compare with her. After the death of the king, the righteous emperor in Shanxi quickly led the army to attack, and the headless alien race was quite flustered. Fortunately, the king's right arm called for an emergency. He recommended himself to lead the troops and fought against the rebels all the way. The war broke out again, and the people who had just lived in an fell into war again. However, there was no change in the capital. Linglong didn't care about these. She had her own way of life. The female chef's cooking skills are more and more exquisite now. After the king's death, she finally entered Linglong's eyes and could serve on one side. Today's lunch was on the table. Linglong was absent-minded with chopsticks. The female chef saw that she refused to move her chopsticks, which was quite different from the way she ate quickly in the past. She was a little scared. Somehow, the beauty always gave her a frightening feeling“ Why doesn't the beauty move her chopsticks? Is today's dish not in line with the beauty's preference? " Linglong suddenly smiled: "I remember that when he was still the emperor, he took great care of his life because of his lack of sex and immorality. For fear that someone would harm him, special personnel should be assigned to test the poison every meal. The king is a rude man. I'll avoid this procedure with him. Why don't you try a poison for me today? " The cook turned pale. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.