The breeze blows by, and the green trees sway in the wind.

The courtyard wall is not high and the gate is not exquisite. In the courtyard, a man wearing a blue shirt with wide sleeves stands with his pen. He is splattering ink under a paved green tree, splashing ink, freehand painting, and indescribable calmness.

"Sir, are you painting a dragon?"

Next to the stone table, an innocent and romantic boy was holding a cup of steaming honey tea. He saw the Molong who was gradually forming the picture quality and asked clearly.

"Um."

The gentleman with pale eyes responded softly, but his mind was still silent in his paintings.

Seeing that the eldest gentleman didn't seem to have much intention to pay attention to him, the boy was shaking his three big red tails, his face full of anticipation.

Because a word written by Mr. Mr. has great power, it is hard for him to imagine what future will be when this painting that pours so much of his mind is completed.

"Ah, sir, you didn't draw your eyes on the dragon!"

After waiting quietly for a long time, the boy with three furry foxtails screamed when he saw that his husband picked up his pen and didn't seem to be planning to continue to do anything else.

Because in the painting, the ink dragon that rolled up the wind and clouds was a dragon without eyes. Although it still undermines all spirits, it lacks a bit of energy and looks like a dead person.

Such an indescribable flaw is a bit unbearable for even a careless boy. Although he knew that the husband might have other intentions, he still couldn't help but speak out.

"Haha, now is not the finishing touch."

Hearing the little fox's reminder, the eldest gentleman slowly began to put away the neatly arranged four treasures of the study on the table. It seemed that he did not plan to write again.

"Why?"

The boy was puzzled and the three tails behind him were mixed together at this time, which was enough to show how entangled he was because of the flaws of this painting.

"This dragon has a little eye, but it will fly away."

"Ah, but this is obviously a dragon you drew by sir, can it become real?"

Although he was able to stay by his side often and knew his magic, the little fox was still surprised at this time. After all, it was a real dragon, and now the teacher draws it casually.

"It is certainly impossible to maintain it for a long time, but it is still okay to survive in the posture of a real dragon for a period of time."

It seemed that he could see the little fox's surprise, and the big gentleman who casually fixed the hair on his head with a black jade hairpin chuckled. Although it was a whim, he also devoted his efforts.

"Um?"

The eldest gentleman, who had wanted to say a few more words, suddenly seemed to have noticed something, suddenly looked up and looked into the distant horizon, frowned slightly, and after calculating in his heart for a while, he found that it was still a little blurred.

"Sir, are you leaving?" The Cuishu swayed slightly, and a girl in a beige Luo skirt suddenly appeared. The sudden appearance of the girl did not shock the fox-tailed boy beside him. He had already gotten used to it.

"Well, I feel my mind, as if something from outside the world has arrived in the land of Jiuzhou. I can't deduce anything, so I can only take it myself."

"Sir, walk slowly."

...

Plop!

I don't know whether it was a coincidence or an accident, but Diapolo fell into the water again, but it was different from the last time. This time, the pool he fell into not only had the water quality clear and transparent, but also had a pleasant fragrance of flowers.

Well, when Diapolo raised his head from the water and saw the pool full of petals, he immediately understood the source of the fragrance of flowers. It would be strange if the water was not fragrant.

However, this hot spring pool full of petals was not enough to attract Diapolo's attention, because at this moment, a pair of dazzling whites reflected in his eyes.

The trembling and beautiful scenery shocked Diapolo in an instant. He never thought that after the time travel, he could see such a scenery.

"This woman should scream out loud!"

Diapolo's pair of dragon eyes shining with golden light looked at the owner of the beautiful scenery, and a thought flashed through his heart as he looked at the woman who was stunned by his sudden appearance.

However, after waiting for two or three breaths, Diapolo looked at the tiny female in front of her with a strange look of surprise, not only did not scream, but there was no fear on her face, but instead showed ecstasy and was muttering something on her mouth.

But Diapolo couldn't understand - language communication is the biggest problem that needs to be solved after traveling to the civilized world.

"What is this saying?"

But it doesn't matter. In this situation, there is no need to be as concerned as last time. Therefore, the spell's inspiration shines at the fingertips of the dragon claws raised by Diapolo.

Wizards must learn magic - know language

When the spell's inspiration swept across the woman in front of her, who was soaked in the warm pool with no trace of her body, Diapolo understood what the woman was yelling.

"Auspiciousness! Auspiciousness comes to the world! God bless me, Da Yong, God bless my son!"

After understanding why this woman was not frightened, Diapolo's face couldn't help but be a little strange. However, other creatures except for the same kind of change could not be seen at all.

Hurry!

Diapolo, who was still in a sage state, did not care about the beautiful scene in front of him. The dragon body that fell in the hot spring pool got up and was about to leave.

Although the woman in front of him regarded him as auspicious for coming to the world, he had no intention of staying to be a mascot for others.

"don't want!"

Seeing Diapolo ready to leave, the woman soaked in the spring water actually ignored the faint dragon power on Diapolo and moved forward, as if she wanted to catch Diapolo.

"Is there something wrong with this brain?"

While muttering, Diapolo couldn't help but look down at his head and examined his appearance at this time. The golden light shines with five colors, sacred but majestic.

However, his body was like a hill at this time, filled with huge visual impact. Even if he couldn't feel the dragon power on his body, he shouldn't look fearless.

To be honest, it is normal for ordinary people to fight or yell when they meet him. Just like the woman in front of them is ecstatic on her face and wants to get close to her, that is definitely an abnormal line.

Some people did not doubt whether there was anything wrong with their appearance, and Diapolo's eyes swept across the edge of the wide hot spring pool, where more than a dozen maids were standing.

Now, because of his appearance, these maids either fainted cleanly or collapsed on the ground with two thighs of war, and some of them moistened the uterus.

hold head high!

After confirming that it was not his own problem, the broad dragon wings behind Diapolo spread out and made a loud dragon roar. Five-colored glow filled the light, and the huge dragon body flew up from the semi-open hot spring pool, leaving behind a gorgeous glow.

Diapolo's thick and long dragon roar suddenly alarmed the guards around the hot spring palace, and noisy sounds came from all around.

Diapolo, who flew into the air, watched all this. At this time, he could see that he was in the sky above a group of palaces built on the hillside.

Judging from the style and size of these buildings and their uses, if nothing unexpected happens, it should be the most powerful people in this area for enjoyment. It is unlikely that ordinary powerful people are qualified to have such a residence.

"Is it a palace!"

Diapolo, hovering in the sky, muttered, then looked up at the half-open hot spring palace and looked at him. The woman with an excited face turned around and flew away without any nostalgia. Now he has no interest in females.

"The Imperial Guard, where is the Imperial Guard?"

Seeing Diapolo's back as he left five-colored glows in the air, but was constantly moving away, the woman soaked in the hot spring immediately shouted loudly at the imperial guards outside the palace.

"Imperial Concubine, are you okay?"

Accompanied by the woman's cry, a female general wearing armor and holding a bent bow rushed into the hot spring palace with a team of female soldiers with thick armor.

"What are you doing for? Why are you here now? Xiangrui has already flew away. What should you blame?"

When he heard the questioning of the concubine who walked out of the hot spring pool, picked up a brocade robe on the ground and wrapped her graceful figure, the anxious female general was stunned.

"Auspicious?"

"What? General Nangong, do you have any questions?"

The imperial concubine looked up at the five-colored glow that was gradually dissipating in the sky. Her eyes were lowered and she narrowed her eyes at the female general who was patrolling the internal situation of the hot spring palace.

"Shuhu Bei's talent and talent are not knowledgeable. How can the Empress tell that it is auspicious?" General Nangong looked at the hot spring pool that had been crushed by half, and roughly estimated that Diapolo had just flew into the air. In fear, he couldn't help but speak.

"It is as bright as the high sun, with five colors lingering. When it soars into the sky, there are thousands of rays of rays and a thousand auspicious airs. Isn't it auspiciousness, is it still a demon?"

"The Empress forgives her sins, has a shallow knowledge of her duties, and has never described such auspiciousness in the books she read, so she has this question."

At this time, the female general lowered her head and lowered her eyes, annoyed that she was talking too much, and her reaction was too slow.

If the demon just flew away, it means that this empress who was deeply favored by His Majesty in the harem has become an unclean body, then this involves too much.

You should know that the imperial concubine's father was the prime minister of the dynasty, and his elder brother was also a general guarding the border. Although he was not the head coach, he was also in a high position and powerful position and had military power.

More importantly, this imperial concubine gave birth to a son for the current emperor not long ago. Although she is not the eldest son, the position of the prince is now high and has not been confirmed. So...

Thinking of the serious consequences of this incident, the female general's forehead was filled with cold sweat.

Once the news came out that the prime minister's daughter was defiled by a demon, it would be turmoil in the court and the country, and it would affect the whole country.

She believed that if she dared to mention the word "demon" again, someone would come to her tomorrow to shut up.

"Ha, forgive me? Tell Your Majesty that auspiciousness will come to the world, but you waited late and let it go. You can think about it yourself if you have such a sin!" The concubine sneered, feeling full of annoyance.

At the beginning of the founding of the Kingdom of the Great Yong Dynasty, it followed the tradition of establishing the eldest son but not the youngest son. If the youngest son wants to ascend to the great treasure, he will be outstanding unless he is able to be outstanding and his eldest son is incompetent.
Chapter completed!