Your Majesty doesn't know

In order to repay their delicious dreams, the dream-eating spirit took several people out of the flower room.But after taking a few steps, all the sea of ​​flowers and stars disappeared behind him, and everything before was just an infinitely real dream. At this time, the sun was still hanging in the sky.

And where they couldn't see, a few little elves in the shape of butterflies looked at their backs and said regretfully: "It would be great if I could trap them here and create dreams for us forever. I haven't eaten such delicious food for a long time." It’s a dream, and I feel that my spiritual power has increased a lot.”

"Who doesn't want to, but how can we afford to offend the body of Zichen and the man of destiny? I hope they can go through it again when they come back. Their dreams will be fulfilled!"

"That demon should not come, not to mention the flowers that have harmed us a lot, but there is not even a single dream!"

"I really hope he can come back again, look at the silly flower on his head, how cute~"

Before they left, the elves also gave a few flowers as a gift, Sheng Ling didn't want it, but He Zichen wanted several to put in a jade box that can keep the flowers forever, each flower has its own different effect, He winked and called it "interest", and he didn't know where there was interest. He Ziyang had been at a distance from them, and an elf flew over and asked him: "Don't you want to take a flower away? Our flower here Not outside."

He Ziyang rolled his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Can you...?"

"Of course!" The upright elf circled around his head, "Both of them can do it, why can't you? What kind of flowers do you like, just choose yourself!"

He Ziyang lowered his head, pointed to a pale yellow six-petal flower at his feet, and said cautiously, "I want to take it away, can I?"

"Yes, yes, but this is the most common flower in the flower garden. It can't be enchanted or weave dreams. It doesn't even have a fragrance. Are you sure you don't want anything else?"

He Ziyang shook his head stiffly, and said firmly, "No, I want this...the most common flower."

"Why?" The elf couldn't understand.

"Because," He Ziyang twitched the corners of his mouth, probably wanting to laugh, "this is the only flower that is not afraid of the devilish energy on me."

Not being afraid is already the greatest kindness.

He Ziyang didn't have the heart to fold the flower, but dug out the flower together with the soil around it, held it in his hand and looked at it for a while, then put the small lump of soil on top of his head on a whim, I don't know how he fixed it He kept it so that it would not fall, and a small light yellow flower smiled and bloomed on top of his head, swaying in the wind.

……

Standing on the cliff, Sheng Ling looked down, his eyes passed through the heavy fog and the sparse branches and leaves of trees, and he had a panoramic view of the village in the mountain depression.

Many old people with crutches were staggering towards the outside of the village, and a child who looked about Lan Yin's age was particularly conspicuous among them.He stopped, watched the old people walk away step by step, raised his small hand to wipe his face a few times, then raised his legs to catch up, and hugged one of the old people's thighs, looking like he didn't want to let him go.

After Sheng Ling and He Zichen talked, they both felt a little weird.

A village is full of old people except for one child, and now that the sun is about to set, all these old people are going out of the village. This situation is really weird.

"Could it be that the young and middle-aged people in the village have all gone out to work, and now the old people go to the village entrance to wait for their children to come home?"

He Zichen made a guess, and as soon as he said it, he felt that some of what he said was impossible. The strange situation in this village could not be explained by common sense.

Just as he was about to speak, he heard a "hiss~" sound from a tree beside him, which sounded a bit like a contemptuous laugh.

"I didn't expect that His Majesty the Monarch would be such a naive and mindless person~" said the thing on the tree.

Sure enough, contempt.

He Zichen and Sheng Ling looked up, and there was a beautiful woman's head protruding from the tree on one side. Her lower body was a huge snake tail, flexibly coiled on the tree.

The snake girl spit out the letter "hissing~", twirled a few times around the branch flexibly, put her head in front of He Zichen, stared at He Zichen for a moment, and there was something like "" in her vertical pupils. coveted" light.

"The soul from beyond the sky... Well, it looks delicious..." The snake girl circled around He Zichen for half a circle, her previously chilly tone suddenly became very strange, as if she was very excited but had to suppress it, she Sincerely begging, "Let me have a bite, sizzle?"

He Zichen was despised for a while, and then praised as food. He felt that it was not a good experience, so he said with a straight face: "It doesn't sound like a good idea!"

The snake girl stretched out the letter, quickly licked his face, then quickly retreated to the tree, lazily supporting her head with one hand, and resting her elbow on the tree.

He Zichen followed, folded his arms and looked at her snake tail coiled on the tree, silently calculating in his heart how long the tail would be if it were stretched out, but he asked, "Listen to you, do you know what that tail is?" What happened to the village?"

Snake Girl raised her other hand and combed her long hair with slender fingers. Her eyes were comfortable, and her eyelids were half-opened and half-closed, and she felt a little "eyes like silk" for a while.

She didn't look at He Zichen either, and twirled a lock of hair around her fingertips, lazily said: "Hiss~ Trouble is a bit self-conscious about food, since you don't want to be eaten by me, then don't dangle in front of me Hiss~ just like you—can you bear a plate of roast chicken flying around in front of you?"

He Zichen: "..."

What she said was so reasonable that he was speechless.