Days Raised by Dragons

Chapter 161

Back in the South China Sea, Jiaotu, who chatted and laughed non-stop with Lingxi along the way, and Bixi, the silent cos stone statue, settled down.

As soon as she walked to the dormitory, the maid with a happy face lifted her skirt and came out from the second gate. She hurriedly bowed and said with joy, "Congratulations, Your Highness, Princess, your little Highness has broken her shell."

"The dragon egg has broken its shell, how many days has it been?" Ao Hong fell to his feet, clutching his chest so that his eyes narrowed in annoyance, unable to imagine that he had missed the day of expecting the dragon cub to break its shell.

Ao Hong grabbed Ling Xi's wrist, and strode towards the dragon cub's dormitory with strides.

"Your Highness, Princess, don't worry, your little Highness has just broken two shells and hasn't fully come out yet." The maid chased after the two of them.

Stepping into the dormitory, the light array is just like when the two left, glowing with soft and moist light. In the middle, surrounded by the beam of light, is a white dragon egg with a childish red stick figure drawn by his father on one head. The dragon egg shell with the heart pattern has been broken and dropped in the cradle.

Next to Lili Baize and Prime Minister Turtle, who was wearing the new ultra-thin glasses, waited silently, and when they saw them coming in, they just looked away.

Lili turned to face them and bowed to salute, and said in a low voice, "Shi Shou and Ning Huang are still looking for His Royal Highness and Concubine. We are very anxious that we haven't received any news yet. Her Highness and Concubine came back at just the right time."

"How long will it take for him to come out completely." Ling Xi stretched her neck and lowered her voice involuntarily.

Lili opened her mouth slightly, and Ao Hong hurriedly replied: "Look at the direction of the cracks on the mouth of the dragon egg, it takes at most a stick of incense."

That's two 10 minutes.

Ling Xi's mood couldn't help jumping up violently. He dripped blood on the sacred tree, hugged the dragon egg and kissed him, turned him over and rubbed essential oil to tell stories, and did what a father should do, but he never There is no clearer and more urgent realization than now that there is a new life--the little life with the love of both of them is trying to come to this world and fall into their arms.

The corners of Lingxi's eyes became moist unconsciously, and she slipped her wrist out of Ao Hong's palm, glanced at him full of nostalgia, and interlocked his fingers quietly.

He has unreserved and unrestricted love from his partner, he taught himself how to love others, and now he will inject this love back into their little family.

Ao Hong didn't feel the slender and gentle heart of the princess at all. He poked his head in excitement, grinned so much that his mouth went to the back of his head, and carefully observed the dragon egg for a while, then leaned into the princess's ear, whispering: "Baby! , you can see that the little red heart on the head of the dragon egg seems to have fallen off."

"I said don't worry about the things on the dragon's egg shell. It doesn't matter if you can't wipe it off. When the shell is broken, it's a good dragon. No one can tell."

Ao Hong paused, and then said: "But you can't tell the dragon cub that I drew patterns on his dragon eggshell."

He is going to be a strict father and let Lingxi be a loving mother. This is the legend in the world.

Ao Hong made a clear calculation, but it cooled the boiling love in Lingxi's heart a little bit, and he regained a little reason. When he first saw Ao Hong's handsome face with a faint aura of bewilderment, he said speechlessly: " How dare you say that when we were in Long Island, you wiped it all night."

"Don't tell the child." Ao Hong emphasized.

"Okay." Ling Xi smiled.

The two stood in front of the dragon egg and watched the crack gradually extend. After waiting for more than ten minutes, the dragon egg seemed to be tired and fell asleep. The crack was still the same size as before, and there were two pieces scattered around it. Baizhuo couldn't wait to see the dragon cub as if scratching his heart, and couldn't help but move closer to the dark slit, opening and closing his eyes to look in.

There seems to be something flashing in the darkness, the color... like the refraction of light on the scales?

Ling Xi softened her voice: "Honey, I'm here..."

"Ahem." Ao Hong was ready to act like his strict father, and coughed majestically behind his back.

"Your father is here too." Ling Xi added.

"The first time he came to the Dragon Palace, he always had to wash and dress up in the dragon egg, and come out clean and tidy to leave a good impression on us." Ao Hongyan's father pretended for less than three seconds, and then returned to normal. Fu analyzed with Ling Xi in his ear.

Ling Xi couldn't help laughing, and said with a smile: "Okay, baby, come out when you're ready."

As he spoke, he curled his slender, white fingers, and carefully tapped three times with his index knuckles like knocking on an elf's castle.

After the last knock, turbulent waves suddenly rolled up outside the crystal window. First, sea anemones swirled and swirled in the ocean current like delicate flowers on land. They piled up and piled up to form magnificent waves that flowed over the steps, and then some seaweed-eating fish swam into the corridor. The stage dances like a whirlpool in the same direction, and the gem-like scales reflect the graceful brilliance.

The group of killer whales and great white sharks in the Dragon Palace gathered at the window from two directions. The group of sperm whales that were foraging and migrating in the South China Sea also dived down. A pair of sperm whale mother and child dived down curiously and looked at them with one eye. The cub uttered a melodious long cry, like the prelude to a movement, and the gentle singing of the sperm whale group and the killer whale group blended into an elegant concerto in the ocean.

Gentle and tolerant without losing tension and firmness, just like the vast and endless waves rolling in the endless blue South China Sea.

In the depths of the concerto, at a gentle and graceful scale, Yingjie dragon eggs splashed all over the place, a Yuxue dumpling hugged its own tail, and put the tip of the tail in its mouth, four stubby dragon eggs The claws scratched twice in the void, a piece of dragon egg shell was placed on top of the head, a pair of water-covered huge gemstone-like eyes opened for the first time, and the two people in front of him were reflected in his own eyes like a mirror lake, blinking innocently, and spit out With the tip of the dragon-scaled tail, Mengmeng tilted her head: "Quack?"

"This is really your child." Being so stupid, Ling Xi lovingly took off the dragon egg shell on the dragon cub's head, and affirmed.

"Ah??" Ao Hong was dumbfounded... In addition to the air rushing in the groove of his brain, there was also a deep daze.

Ao Hong was trying to retrieve his mind, trying to find out why his dragon cub did not speak the same language as him.

"Roar!" Fortunately, the dragon scales all over his body were white and pure, without any variegated dragon scales. After thinking about it for the confused crowd, he finally uttered the correct dragon cry.

Not only Ling Xi and Ao Hong, the novice Dragon King couple, but even Bai Ze, who was waiting to offer his blessing, heaved a sigh of relief.

The dragon cries of the newborn cubs have no meaning other than eating and drinking. The cubs' voice is probably a monosyllable when they meet and greet, but it is still the language of the dragon.

"Ho Ho Ho." Ao Hong picked up the dragon cub, put him in his arms, and let out a series of happy roars from his throat.

"Be careful." Ling Xi was so frightened that she repeatedly patted his arm, asking him to hold it tighter.

In the distance, Bai Ze got closer, and suddenly pointed to a small circular protrusion on the upper edge of the dragon cub's back where the dragon's mane would grow, and said in surprise, "It's the dragon girl."

Ao Hong glanced at himself, excited as if swallowing ten catties of dynamite, put the dragon cub on his head and hugged Lingxi who was beside him, forgetting about his strict father, his brilliance flowed, and he turned into ice blue The giant dragon rushed out of the Dragon Palace in the blink of an eye, swam and soared, broke through the dripping water layer, and disappeared without a trace, leaving only the deafening majestic dragon chant of the giant dragon, which resounded throughout the South China Sea.

Sworn to the arrival of the dragon girl.

Bai Ze looked at the direction where Ao Hong's family disappeared, and he couldn't even see a trace of his back, only the two carved door leaves trembled, whispering that the scene just now was not a hallucination imagined by him.

Looking sideways at the Prime Minister, both of them saw the embarrassment in each other's eyes. The Prime Minister coughed lightly, his nerves had been trained by Ao Hong to be extremely strong, and there was a vicissitudes in his old age: "Shen Jun, our Highness may not be sure today. I'm back, I'm afraid the little Highness's birth banquet will not be able to be held today."

"I'm sorry to trouble God to make this trip, and I will hold a feast to make amends some other day."

"No need." Bai Ze waved his hand and said, "When the dragon girl's birth banquet is held, remember to send someone to inform me."

"Yes."

"This is his usual style." Bai Ze said leisurely.

While the two were talking, the snow-white little dragon was on top of the ice-blue giant dragon, and on the dragon's spine was Lingxi, who hadn't recovered from his senses, and had already circled the South China Sea.

Ling Xi clings tightly to the dragon's spine, breaks down and shouts, "Don't drop the little dragon."

"Ho Ho ~" responded to him with a thunderous, dull but extremely excited dragon chant from the mountainside.

Lingxi gritted his teeth and used the luster of the Yunling bracelet to forcefully raise his head against the water that was slapping heavily on his face. He took a closer look and saw that the snow-white little dragon was holding the top of the dragon's horn effortlessly with its short and thick four claws. The undercurrent is swaying happily like a swing, shaking its head and responding to the dragon with a meaningless childish roar.

This is really not a family that does not enter a door.

Ling Xi watched behind him for a long while, confirming that the father and daughter were having a good time, and Xiaolong was not in danger, so he rest assured that he bent down on the dragon's spine and swooped up and down with him.

In the East China Sea, Ao Hao is sitting by the lotus pond to accompany the princess to sketch, looking up with feeling, looking at the arc where the water and the sky meet at the cornice corner of the Dragon Palace.

The icy blue brilliance lit up like phosphorous powder in the air. Ao Hong embraced the princess, lowered his head carefully, took off the little dragon on his head and put it in his arms to offer a treasure to Ao Hao: "Cousin, look, our little dragon."

"It's all broken." Ao Hao slowed down his tone.

"It's white." Liu Ran admired.

Ao Hong hugged the little dragon triumphantly, moved sideways in front of the two of them like a crab, raised his head and said, "It's the dragon girl, the first dragon girl in the South China Sea."

"More than that, this is the first dragon girl in our branch in 200 years." Ao Hao rubbed the small dragon's young rice grain-sized horn with the back of his finger.

"Yes, yes! Great or not, hahahahahaha." Before Ao Hao could reply, Ao Hong embraced the princess with one arm, turned around and disappeared in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, evil and mad, and his devilish laughter echoed by the lakeside of Lianchi Lake , shaking the light petals of the lotus trembling and swaying slightly.

In Beihai, Ao Lan holds a handful of luminescent coral fragments in his hand, and holds the strings of the guqin with one hand.

"Elephant snakes! Elephant snakes!" The two elephant snakes sent by Ao Hong in the distance have bred a huge family, and the elephant snakes scream one after another. This is a gift from Nanhai, and Prime Minister Gui does not allow him to kill them.

Ao Lan's handsome brows frowned slightly, feeling that his wandering poet's heart couldn't hold on anymore, and he was calling for people to throw the elephant snake away, but the snake's cry stopped, as if he had been frightened stupid.

"Why are you here?" Sensing that there was another familiar annoying dragon tearing the void in the territory, Ao Lan stood up suddenly, ready to face the mouth of the deadly rival dragon.

"Look, my cub, Dragon Girl, do you have any?"

Ao Hong spoke concisely, holding the dragon cub in both hands and shaking it in front of him,

The dragon cub tilted his head: "Quack?"

Ao Hong stroked a couple of comforting hands, and walked away with Ling Xi.

Ao Lan: "..."

Mentally retarded, Ao Lan is indignant, but he can't help being hot-eyed. He doesn't even have a princess, so where can he conjure up a dragon cub?

And she is also a snow-white dragon girl. He is a poet with a pure heart who comprehends the true meaning of life under the snow peak, and he admires the white dragon the most.

In the West Sea, the merman tribe presented gifts to the princess. The Dragon King of the West Sea carefully peeled grapes and fed them to the princess. In the main hall, the powerful dragon claws tore through the void, and Ao Hong stepped in with Lingxi in his arms.

"Who's coming!" the Merman tribe was timid, shouting loudly while sneaking away to the Panlongzhu in the main hall where three people could embrace.

The lobster guards were wearing armor, holding silver guns and carefully closing them to surround them.

"Dragon Lord of the South China Sea?" The Dragon King of the West Sea on the dragon chair fed the grapes in his hand to the princess. He looked up and saw that the two of them hurriedly waved away the guards, and walked down the steps himself. Covered by the guards, he lifted the dragon cub high, "Is it beautiful?"