Chapter 787

The 68th dragon scale (I)

Linglong doesn't like empress Cen, the world's biological mother.

Even if he was three years old, he never let the other party hold him. Naturally, he would not approach her and was more indifferent to her than anyone. Moreover, because he consumed too much strength in the last world, he has been in poor health since birth. He is not only shorter and thinner than his peers, but also easier to get sick.

Yes, he's sick now!

This makes Linglong very unhappy. He is unhappy, which is specifically reflected in his character and his handling of people. He is cold and light to everyone. He can't see a little smile on his face all year round. Fortunately, he is the crown prince of a country and should be more dignified.

Before he was born, his biological father, Emperor Zhenzong, was ill and his body was not well until Linglong was born. Compared with empress Cen, the emperor really loved his son. Maybe it was because empress Cen turned a blind eye to Linglong, and the emperor really loved Linglong more. However, recently, in winter, the weather turned cold, and the emperor was bedridden with wind and cold. He stopped for half a month in the early Dynasty. He was worried that he had given his illness to his son, so he didn't ask Linglong to see him.

Linglong sat on the imperial chariot with a cold face. Because he was weak and sick, he didn't have the baby fat that ordinary children would have. He looked very pitiful. Don't look down on him because he was young. The Taifu in charge of teaching him said that his highness was a genius and a natural emperor.

Oh, why is he weak and ill?

It's not because of the infected dragon vein in the last world!

At that time, he thought that he would not die anyway. In addition, he had a magical feeling that he could purify it. He always did what he thought. As a result, the purification of the dragon vein did not count. The resentment of the smelly woman was swallowed up by him, which made him almost spit out!

He doesn't like eating these filthy things!

Wrapped in resentment, Linglong saw the smelly woman's life.

She was originally a fisherman's girl. She met a rich childe by chance. They knew each other and loved each other. The rich childe promised her to come home and told her parents to come and ask for marriage. They had a very happy time and vowed to marry each other.

The rich childe really loved her and didn't break his promise. His parents were also very open-minded. They didn't dislike her low birth. After they got married, they also had tenderness and honey. But over time, the defects in the female character of the fisherman were exposed.

She is overbearing, selfish and has a strong desire for control. She must tell her where her husband goes, who he sees and what he does, otherwise she will be angry and wonder if he has someone outside. In the long run, the relationship between husband and wife became worse and worse. She was suspicious and forced her husband out of breath. Finally, she proposed to make peace and leave.

Naturally, the woman refused to agree and pleaded in every way, but her husband was determined and threatened to write a divorce if she didn't leave. She was helpless and had to give in, with resentment in her heart.

Less than a month after he left, the husband married another bride.

The woman hated, despaired, wept blood, and cursed day and night. She was flexible and deliberately retaliated. She mixed with the guests, gave the medicine to soften the muscles and bones at the newborn's full moon banquet, and then burned it clean. Because of its pure Yin body, it coincides with the Yin time and Yin moment. After death, the spirit will not put out its resentment. She hated her husband's empathy and the bride's love. Seeing that their souls were still intertwined after their death, she swallowed her husband and tore the bride's soul to pieces!

She hates everyone in the world. She hates her parents' bow to her husband, her mother-in-law's silence, her husband's wrong treatment, the coldness of the world, and others' family reunion and happiness!

To tell the truth, Linglong dozed off, that is, when he opened his eyes again, he only heard queen Cen's indifferent voice: "take him out, I don't want to see."

Since her birth, empress Cen has never held him once. Linglong hates her and doesn't rely on her at all. She is closer to the nursing mothers around her than empress Cen, and the relationship between mother and son is worse than that of strangers. However, the real emperor was kind and loving. He didn't like empress Cen, so he threw his heart on Linglong. In the view of the real emperor, Linglong was the son of his beloved woman. Naturally, he wanted to give him supreme glory. Linglong had just completed a hundred days, so he ordered him to be crown prince, and named him "Linglong" himself. He took care of and taught him personally on weekdays.

It is for this reason that Linglong finds that her father in this world is still a rare infatuation.

In the feudal society, as the king of the world, there was only one queen in the harem - and how rare it was that the queen could still remain clean and infatuated when she was cold to him!

The Zhenzong emperor has an excellent character. That's why he often has a headache for the ministers who argue in the court, because he is a talkative emperor. Once the ministers quarrel, it's really endless.

There was only one empress Cen in his harem. It was said that when the Zhenzong emperor was the prince, he fell in love with empress Cen at first sight, so the former Emperor married him.

Unfortunately, empress Cen didn't like the real emperor, but raised eyebrows at him. If it wasn't necessary, she wouldn't let him close at all. It can be said that all the confused things of the real emperor in his life were done for Empress Cen.

Obviously, after Linglong was born, the pain of emperor Zhenzong's love was alleviated a lot. He had a son. Although empress Cen didn't want to have this child - he was really cold faced with empress Cen for the first time because of this child.

She doesn't like him like that. She doesn't even tell him the news of pregnancy. She wants to secretly knock off the child and won't give birth to him?

He may only have such a child in his life. Does she really want him to have no successor?

The relationship between emperors and empresses, because Linglong's birth fell to the freezing point, empress Cen was not as careful as other pregnant women when she was pregnant with Linglong. She was eager to get rid of the child in her stomach, so that Linglong after birth was very weak. Now she often gets sick. She doesn't grow up at the age of three, but she is still such a small and short one.

The little prince is cold and treats everyone equally, but he smiles at the real emperor. The real emperor has been ill for more than half a month. The little prince is finally angry and orders the palace people to send him to the real emperor. He is the prince. How dare the palace people disobey him?

Fortunately, the snow stopped these days, and the imperial chariot was made warm by the palace people. Linglong sat in it and it was not cold at all.

Although the emperor Zhenzong was ill in bed, he still had to deal with government affairs every day. He sat in bed and looked at the fold. From time to time, he clenched his left hand against his lips and coughed gently. The big eunuch fan Sanbing hurriedly advised: "the sage should take a rest. He has seen the fold for a day. If he looks at it again, his eyes will be broken."

The emperor Zhenzong's cold was fierce. He always coughed and was weak. Sometimes he coughed and bled. It was clear that he was a young man this year. Although he could not be said to be strong, he was also healthy on weekdays. But when the disease came, he didn't go away. The Imperial doctor was anxious to get angry. No one knew what the saint's disease was.

If you prescribe medicine to a saint, you don't dare to prescribe it. Those who have quick effects and strong drugs must do it step by step. Especially in winter, they are easy to suffer from cold, and they must pay more attention to keeping warm.

The emperor Zhenzong shook his head and said, "you have to finish it. The snow is stronger this year than in previous years. I'm worried about another snow disaster."

Fan Sanbing didn't dare to say anything. The Zhenzong emperor looked good at talking, but he was the most stubborn in government affairs.

While he was racking his brains to figure out how to let the saint put down his folding to rest, he suddenly heard a slap. The sound was not loud, and the real emperor was surprised. Fan Sanbing quickly apologized and hurried out to check. After a while, he brought a small man back in his hand.

Seeing that it was Ai'er, the emperor quickly covered his mouth and nose with a fold: "why did Longbao come? Go back quickly. Go back quickly. The father will give you his anger. "

Linglong broke away from fan Sanbing's hand and wanted to climb on the Dragon bed. He looked hard with his hands and feet. The real emperor could only stare at fan Sanbing: "what are you doing there like a wood! Don't take the prince away! "

"No!" Linglong grabbed a finger of the emperor Zhenzong and said coldly, "I see who dares!"

Fan Sanbing was caught between father and son and complained endlessly. He didn't dare, he really didn't dare! He didn't dare to listen to the sage or the little prince. God, let's split him! So he doesn't have to be in a dilemma!

Emperor Zhenzong loved the child that flowed through his own blood and was born to him by his beloved. Usually, he was afraid of falling off in his hand and melting in his eyes. If he hadn't been ill, Linglong would have slept with him at night! I won't sleep in the East Palace at all!

He couldn't help touching his son's little face. It was still small and tender. There was no excess meat. He had been so weak since childhood.

The child is easy to die. He is really afraid to pass his illness on to his son.

"Good Longbao, let your fan companion take you back to the east palace. My father will be well tomorrow. I'll play with you then."

This kind of words is also used to deceive children. Linglong frowned: "what flavor, it stinks."

Fan Sanbing and Zhenzong emperor are stunned. How can there be a smell in the bedroom? Fan Sanbing reacted quickly. I think the little prince didn't like the incense used by adults. The sage didn't like it in the past. Only after lying in bed for nearly half a month and drinking medicine every day, the bitterness in the hall was difficult to dissipate, so he found out that the incense was lit.

He hurried to remove the incense. Linglong said, "open the window and ventilate."

The real emperor's bedroom is like a stuffy and hot stove. I don't know how he can stay.

Fan Sanbing was embarrassed: "Your Highness... The royal doctor said that saints should keep warm and must not catch cold."

The Zhenzong Emperor didn't think so: "you can't blow me when you open the window. The Earth Dragon is still burning in the hall. Open it."

Fan Sanbing hesitated and finally gritted his teeth to open the window. A cold wind blew in. He couldn't help shivering. The real emperor smiled and said, "my father feels much better. The air is suddenly fresh. Longbao is really smart."

Longbao was his nickname for his son. The child had no love from his mother since he was born, so he tried his best to give him everything in the world.

I hope he can grow up carefree and healthy.

Linglong climbed into the arms of the emperor Zhenzong and asked him to circle himself and look at the memorial: "the father hugged me, hugged me, good fast."

He likes the real emperor.

This kind of closeness and love came from the moment when the gentle and kind man picked up himself as a baby. Although the dragon vein of the previous life consumed him a lot of strength, it also weakened his body at most. As long as he practices health and recuperates, he will be able to return to the peak sooner or later. Moreover, he hasn't figured out what he is! When he strangled the smelly woman, his arms were covered with beautiful and dazzling scales. Linglong felt that he might be a snake.

Therefore, he is not persistent in finding his true body. If he is a snake, it will be the same sooner or later.

The death of a smelly woman is not completely worthless. At least, Linglong has awakened a little. For example, he feels that even today's himself can devour the human soul. I'm afraid he can't just want to eat. On the contrary, when he is in the arms of the true emperor, he doesn't devour each other's soul. He also feels very happy.

He wants "love" more than soul.

The real emperor is the son of heaven, and his face is naturally priceless. But since he was infected with the cold, when he watched the sky at Linglong night, he saw that the emperor star was dim, but the Phoenix stars around him were flashing a different red light. He knew that the "cold" of the real emperor might not be good in a short time, and even he would worry about his life.

But it doesn't matter. With him around, the real emperor won't have an accident.

Since his birth, this is the first time that the emperor of Zhenzong has been ill. The more Linglong is not allowed to approach, the slower he will recover. Linglong proved this with time. Look, the real Emperor didn't hold him for a long time and didn't cough.

Fan Sanbing obviously found this and was overjoyed: "the sage doesn't cough! I'll go and see if the Royal dining room has boiled rock sugar Sydney! Your highness, would you like a cup? "

Linglong pulled her finger and asked, "I want to eat roast pears!"

Fan Sanbing answered with a smile and hurried to convey the little prince's order. The Zhenzong emperor had no choice but to shake his head: "day by day, I know to send you fan Pei."

Fan Sanbing followed his old man from Qiandi. He was loyal and rigid. No one bought except the accounts of the real emperor. Until Linglong was born, fan Sanbing smiled more. For him, it was his lifelong duty to guard and be loyal to the sage and the little prince.

As for Queen Cen, ah.

The saint had been ill for more than half a month and didn't come to visit him. He didn't even give a boo. Fan Sanbing was annoyed. He felt worthless for the saint. The little prince was absent and the bedroom was quiet. The saint sometimes stared in a daze at a certain place in the hall. Fan Sanbing knew that the saint must be missing queen Cen. He secretly sent someone to report a letter to Queen Cen, Empress Cen didn't say at all - even if she sent someone to ask?

Obviously, only one word can coax the sage, but he is so hard hearted!

The Zhenzong emperor looked at the folding for a while and thought of the open window. He was afraid that his son in his arms was frozen. He couldn't help touching his small face and hands. It was slightly cold. The child was weak and sick since birth. No matter how much he wore and how warm he was, his body was cool. This also made the Zhenzong emperor share his worries. He was afraid of his premature death, so he named him "Linglong", which is closer to the girl's name.

The efficiency of the imperial dining room was very fast. The real emperor watched his son eating roasted pears while drinking rock sugar Sydney. He smiled at the corners of his mouth. Seeing that he was eating like a little flower cat, he stretched out his fingers to wipe the pear juice from the corners of his mouth and said softly, "Longbao eat slowly and don't worry."

Linglong chews a roasted pear, stretches out his small hand and asks the maid in charge to wash it for him, and then smears it with sweet cream, which can protect his delicate hands from freezing and chapping.

It was late at this time. The emperor Zhenzong looked at the folding all day and looked very sleepy. Linglong threw all his folding from the Dragon bed... He looked like a bear child alive. The emperor Zhenzong was very helpless. Fan Sanbing covered his mouth and smiled secretly. While the sage didn't see it, he gave the little prince a thumbs up and proudly forked the little prince up, Ordered his dear father to lie down and sleep.

The real emperor was still afraid of being ill, but the child insisted. He got into the quilt and stuck it to his chest. His short legs and hands held him firmly. The whole person slept on him in a big font. The real emperor was speechless. Fan Sanbing quietly half closed the window and extinguished the candle, leaving only a night pearl for lighting and soft light, covered with a gauze cage, Then he slowly backed out.

The saint is ill, he really can't let go, otherwise in the past, the saint would have avoided his vigil if he had followed him for many years.

Today, a little prince is here again, and fan Sanbing is worried about others.

When he woke up, the next day was a sunny day. The red sun was at the head and the snow melted. When the emperor woke up, his son was still sleeping. He found that he was light and healthy, much better than yesterday's lethargy. He not only didn't cough, his nose passed, his headache faded, and his limbs were no longer weak... He was afraid that he had given his sick breath to his son, so he opened his mouth and called fan Sanbing.

Because the voice was too loud, his son arched and made an unhappy voice. The Zhenzong emperor quickly patted his little ass, coaxed him to sleep again, lowered his voice and said to fan Sanbing, "call the imperial doctor and let Xie Wenzheng come together."

Xie Wen is a royal doctor specializing in pediatrics. He is fully responsible for his exquisite body on weekdays.

The imperial doctors arrived soon. The imperial doctor of Zhou Zhengzheng first gave the pulse to the emperor Zhenzong and said in surprise: "the sage is in good health! If you follow this form, you can recover as usual in less than three days! "

Xie Yuyi finished his pulse to the little prince and replied happily: "Your Highness is not a big problem, but the children are weak. Your highness is congenital deficient, and sleepiness is also very normal. Saints don't need to worry."

The emperor was relieved to make sure that he had not been ill and gave it to his son.

Linglong slept until the sun came up. When he woke up, he was the only one left on the Dragon bed. The real emperor's Dragon bed was very big. He could roll around on it without falling down. Fan Sanbing was watching him. When he woke up, he opened his big watery eyes and quickly came forward with a smile: "Your Highness, are you awake? Do you want to dress? "

Linglong stretched out her arms and legs, skillfully asked fan Sanbing to wait on him, put on his little clothes, and the clever maid combed his hair in a bun. The image of a handsome and beautiful little boy was reflected in the mirror. He was very proud to hold his face. This was not an illusion, but that he was indeed a world better looking than a world and closer to his real body.

But as long as you think you may be a snake, this joy will disappear immediately.

When the emperor Zhenzong saw his son freshen up, he couldn't help but blush: "sleeping in the sun and drying his ass, Longbao is really a little lazy."

Linglong has a strong reason: "I'm still young. Children just need to sleep and eat more to grow up quickly."

The emperor of Zhenzong laughed, took him to his lap and ate with him.

When the father and son finished the lunch, Linglong did nothing, but the real emperor still had to look at the folding son... The colder the weather was, he began to worry about whether there would be a snow disaster in the South as three years ago. Three years ago, starvation victims were everywhere. He was a king and couldn't protect his subjects. He felt guilty, otherwise he wouldn't have noticed that queen Cen was pregnant, So before Bruce Lee was born, he suffered in his mother's belly.

It was also his big life that he was not destroyed by a bowl of abortion medicine, but was born strong.

Whenever he thought of this, the Zhenzong emperor couldn't help but feel cold. He moved his heart for the only time in his life, but it was such an end. Now he and empress Cen seem to be together and apart. She hasn't spoken for a long time. She is cruel and doesn't miss him for a moment, but what did the child do wrong? Isn't Longbao born in October?

When the emperor Zhenzong looked at the folding, Linglong sat and played. Because he was young and in poor health, he lived with the emperor Zhenzong. There was a special place for him to play in the emperor Zhenzong's bedroom, which was filled with all kinds of toys. He was also able to entertain himself. He was lazy and didn't like to move. This made Xie Yuyi very sad, He thinks that children can't lie down in one place like this. They are healthy only when they are alive. If they are in poor health like the little prince, they want to strengthen their exercise. However, a group of mammy eunuchs in the palace are nervous when they see the little prince jumping. They are afraid of knocking and holding him everywhere. How can they move!

Fortunately, the sage was open-minded. In order to make his son move more, the real emperor, who didn't like moving, took pains to play with Linglong.

What about kicking Cuju, flying kites, hiding cats and cats... They are all pediatrics. The emperor Zhenzong also plays with his son in the market. Children jump the house and catch chickens with eagles!

Of course, the game of Peekaboo and Eagle catching chicken makes both father and son have no game experience. On Peekaboo, where dare the waiters find them and not be found by them? These little eunuchs have ghosts and spirits. When they hide, they have to expose their hips outside to let the little prince find out. As for the eagle catching the chicken, not to mention, who dares to catch the little prince from behind when the saint is an old hen?

No game experience is right! They played with the heavenly Father and son, and their hearts jumped in their throat!