Days Raised by Dragons

Chapter 82

In Beihai Dragon Palace, no one should be able to break in without disturbing the magic circle.

The azure clothes disappeared into the shimmering water mirror illusion channel.

On Ao Lan's own territory, he naturally has some special methods to deal with Ao Hao, who also has the same source of magic power.

The head-on one-on-one might be defeated due to the talent limitations of the golden dragon and his ordinary azure-scaled dragon, but it is not a problem to slip away quietly.

Ao Lan returned to the dormitory through the water mirror illusion performed by distorting the water vapor, her excited face was flushed like a ripe apple.

His drinking capacity was comparable to that of Ao Hong, and after he calmly got Ao Hong drunk, he also found a place to vomit without stopping... Man, his head can bleed and bleed, so he can't lose face!

With a perfect expression, he walked to the back garden with vain footsteps, and couldn't help but vomit into the lotus pond. When he was halfway through the vomit, he heard Ao Hao and the others coming over, and hurriedly disappeared to hold back his breath for the sake of face. Unexpectedly, he heard such a Big gossip!

The love that will never be separated, the treasure of the dragon's nest, Ao Lan slapped the table with one hand, the glass cup on the table trembled, and he was so excited that tears filled his eyes.

Unexpectedly, Ao Hong, an arrogant dragon, looks omnipotent every day on his bright face, with his nostrils turned up to the sky, and he always puts his arms around the waist of his human princess to show off silently in front of him, like a peacock spreading its tail, Behind his back, he was ashamed to say even a word of love. He had to use Dragon Language to coax the princess to say it.

Needless to say, just because of his shyness, he could guess with his heels that Ao Hong must have never had real intimate contact with his princess, and his inheritance memory has not yet been opened.

"Hahaha." Ao Lan thought of something, burst into a burst of earth-shattering laughter in the empty dormitory, and the eyelids of Bei Guan who was serving outside the palace trembled slightly, San Qing, their Dragon King had another mental illness.

Official Bei sighed helplessly. According to his years of serving experience, the trigger for their dragon king's mental illness was only their childhood neighbor, the Dragon King of the South China Sea, Aohong.

I really don't know what's going on with these two dragons, they pinch them when they meet. Fortunately, after this meeting, according to the usual practice, they won't need to meet in the next ten years.

"Huh..." Bei Guan sighed leisurely, it was good news for those who dressed as His Royal Highness the Dragon King.

When Ao Lan was in the bedroom, thinking behind Ao Hong's back that he might think that holding hands would lead to pregnancy, and kissing would result in baby dragon cubs, he couldn't help laughing and slamming the table wildly.

After laughing for a while, Ao Lan gradually stopped smiling, narrowed her eyes slightly, and wiped the corners of her lips with her thumb.

No, I have to find a way to take advantage of this opportunity, so as to humiliate Ao Hong, so that this megalomaniac will not be able to hold his head up for hundreds of years.

Ao Lan pondered for a long time, showing a joyful smile that was about to succeed in a prank. As a single dragon who lived in Uncle Enai's cave, his dragon inheritance memory had been opened many years ago.

"Come on." Ao Lan said.

"Your Highness, do you want to rest?" Bei Guan came in to ask the maid to light the stove for Ao Lan.

"Wait first, come here." Ao Lan beckoned her confidant, Bei Guan, to come over, and whispered a few words.

He kept his voice very soft, so that the private matters would not be heard by third parties, but Guan Bei, who had served him for many years, was still startled when he heard what he said, sweating instantly, and tremblingly said: "Your Highness, This is a big matter, why not... discuss it with the prime minister before making arrangements."

"Oh, you need to comment on how this king does things?" Ao Lan's monosyllabic voice was slightly raised, as if asking, with a pair of red phoenix eyes showing a kind smile.

"No, no, I will arrange it immediately." Bei Guan quickly changed his tune and bowed his head respectfully, and said that he was about to step back and go out.

"Wait." Ao Lan raised her jaw slightly.

"What is your Highness's order?" Bei Guan paused and responded nervously.

"Get some tea." He vomited so much that his throat was filled with the smell of alcohol, Ao Lan tested the temperature of the teapot with the back of her hand, rubbed her chin and ordered.

"It's Your Highness." It was a normal request, and Officer Bei responded respectfully with a sigh of relief.

Ao Lan sat by the table and smiled. She vomited halfway... and swallowed it back. In order to kill Ao Hong, he didn't even care about his cleanliness. This time he was going to make Ao Hong lose face.

After two days of calm, the Dragon King of Xihai sent a letter stating that something happened in Xihai and he needed to solve it in person. This meeting will be attended by video.

Okay, although the Dragon King of the West Sea and the three of them are not of the same race, they are all dragons, and the relationship between colleagues is very harmonious. The three of them accepted his proposal and took his video avatar to deal with Antarctic ice pollution, Global warming, ocean current redirection and other high-level topics.

Analyze each problem separately, contract production to each household, and no longer put all the pressure on Ao Lan.

"So we will also clean up the garbage in the future, and check the physical condition of the whales and turtles we encounter." Ao Hong came back from the meeting and lay comfortably on the imperial concubine's couch.

Ling Xi sat on the bed and pressed his head, and added after a slight pause: "There is also the deviation of the ocean current... We also need to set up a monitoring station. When there is a deviation in the South China Sea, you also have to help him correct it?"

"Well, I have to help." Ao Hong half closed his eyes, enjoying the touch of Lingxi's slender and slender fingers massaging his head, and humming comfortably from time to time.

"You're not in good health, you'll be tired if you work too much, okay?" You won't be able to keep an eye on your body. These days, Lingxi has also realized that Ao Lan's official duties are indeed much more arduous than those of Ao Hao and Ao Hong, but the burden is not on her shoulders. On his own family, he lamented that Ao Lan had worked hard.

With the weight on Ao Hong's shoulders, Ao Lan felt relaxed, but what about Ao Hong?Ling Xi couldn't help worrying about Ao Hong's physical condition.

"Hmph, don't ask if the dragon is okay, just ask!" Ao Hong snorted and said decisively, a true male dragon, he can't do without one.

Ao Hong feels that his dignity has been questioned.

Ling Xi was dumb, he didn't mean that, but thinking back to Ao Hong who had finished his work these two days, he hugged him on a bed for half the night, pretending to be asleep was so embarrassing that he couldn't pretend, he turned around and wanted to question Ao Hong, Ao Hong looks like a sage.

She also coaxed him to sleep, and told him in a gentle whisper that it was not good to sleep late.

"...You're right." Ling Xi explained unintentionally, sighing in his heart, wondering when Ao Hong would figure it out, and how he would react to his operations these days after he figured it out.

With his eyes still closed, Ao Hong took Ling Xi's wrist and kissed him lightly on his lips, his almost imperceptible movements were full of tenderness.

For some reason, every time he chats with Ling Xi, maybe it’s just about some household chores, but he feels unprecedented peace and joy in his heart. He opened his eyes and stared at Ling Xi.

Ling Xi's eyes also softened.

An Jing is good, there is an ethereal and soft bond between the two of them, only each other.

Ling Xi leaned over slowly, his eyes reflected Ao Hong's handsome appearance, his lips rubbed lightly on Ao Hong's thin lips, Ao Hong suddenly widened his eyes full of shock.

Ling Xi was amused by his straightforward reaction, and was about to straighten up, when Ao Hong had already buffered, instinctively licked the corner of his lips and pressed the back of Ling Xi's neck to deepen the kiss.

"Your Highness." Bei Guan's voice sounded outside the hall, breaking the short-lived calm that was flowing with ambiguity.

"Cough..." Lingxi immediately straightened her back, stepped aside and turned away, facing the direction of the porch.

...Ao Hong faintly felt that he had missed a good opportunity, and knew that Lingxi put away his small tentacles and hid back in his shell, and he won't come out for a while.

"Come in." Ao Hong said in a depressed voice.

Ao Lan's confidant Bei Guan came in, saluted and cupped his hands and said: "His Royal Highness, our Highness will entertain you at Haoyue Palace tonight, please do honor us."

"Well, when the time comes, the king will take the princess and cousin and the others to go there together." Ao Hong nodded.

"Your Highness." Bei Guan paused with a smile and said, "This is a private banquet. Our Highness said that we had a lot of misunderstandings with you before, and we want to use this banquet to resolve it." He can't let the Dragon King try to fix Ao Hong in a different way, right?

"Only me?" Ao Hong frowned strangely, his thin lips parted slightly to prepare to complain.

"Cough cough...Okay, he will pass by then, thank you." Ling Xi expected that Ao Hong would have no good words, so he interrupted Ao Hong first.

Bei Guan smiled angrily and said, "That servant stepped back first."

After Bei Guan left, Ao Hong lay down again unhappily, turned over and said, "What are you going to do? Ao Lan will find me for something good?"

"Oh, they said they want to repair the relationship with you. It's not good if you don't go." Ling Xi comforted him, seeing that there was still a bit of reluctance between his brows and couldn't help laughing: "Besides, he can't beat you, and he can't occupy you." to cheap."

He now knows that these dragons are all lovers of martial arts, and they like to hear praises that they can fight and are stronger than other dragons.

Sure enough, after hearing this, Ao Hong's frowning brows gradually relaxed, and he said triumphantly: "That's right, that fight can't beat me."

Ling Xi laughed from the bottom of his heart, but still held Ao Hong very much on his face, the two lay down for a while, Ao Hong asked the maid to serve Ling Xi dinner, got up and was led by Bei Guan to the banquet slowly.

"Is there any singing and dancing tonight?" Ao Hong asked suspiciously after seeing a few singers and dancers with slender waists, who were obviously moray eels and sea snakes, turned from the back hall and walked into the side door.

Bei Guan wiped his sweat: "Yes." The Dragon King of his family did this matter... I don't know if he can still see the morning sun alive. If the Dragon King of the South China Sea doesn't kill him, their prime minister will kill him if he finds out.

"It's just the two of us, who will we dance for?" Zhilong Aohong asked indifferently.

"Your Highness, please come in. Our Highness is already waiting for you." Bei Guan didn't dare to say anything, and lowered his head to guide Ao Hong into Haoyue Palace from the main entrance.

Ao Lan sat on the main seat inside with confidence, and watched Ao Hong walk in with a smile. ,

Ao Hong stepped into the Haoyue Palace with his front feet, and closed the three heavy palace doors one after another with his back feet, without a single ray of light penetrating in. The night pearls inlaid on the dark red beams and pillars painted in the pattern of cranes in the Haoyue Palace lit up, reflecting the interior of the palace. It's like daytime.