Chapter 215 I Don't Read Much, Don't Lie to Me!

"Dragon blood can be bought in Zhenbao Pavilion, and the price will be a bit expensive. Mix ten drops of dragon blood and one drop of your own fingertip blood with a bowl of clean water, put the ink dragon eggs in it, and then add ten drops of dragon blood every ten days. With blood and a drop of fingertip blood, if this continues for a hundred days, the ink dragon will be hatched." The nine princesses explained to Du Ziyuan how to hatch the ink dragon eggs.

It's not that she deliberately wants to help the people of Aolan country to deal with the people of her own country, it's just that the eighth son actually counted her in this night, so she naturally won't show mercy to him.

After hearing what she said, Du Ziyuan lost interest, because it was too troublesome, wouldn't it kill him if he insisted on one thing for 100 days? He is a salted fish, how could he have such a thing as "perseverance"?

Afterwards, Princess Nine left to communicate with other writers, and everyone seemed to have forgotten the unhappiness just now. Except for the writers from Gu Yi Kingdom, everyone else had gained a lot.

Because Du Ziyuan felt bored, he didn't participate in it. Instead, he started looking for his righteous brother and sister.

[Where did these two guys go? 】He walked around the yard several times but did not find Tang Junhao and Yanyun Songzi.

[They shouldn't have slipped back to sleep without telling me, right? hateful! 】Du Ziyuan thought of this, and left the yard.

As a result, as soon as he went out, he found Yanyun pine nuts hiding behind a potted plant in front of the door. At this time, the girl with big breasts and poisonous tongue was poking out her buttocks to peek at something, and her sister was carrying the heavy burden, which would not put pressure on her shoulders at all.

Du Ziyuan walked over: "What are you looking at?"

"Ah!" Song Zi was startled suddenly, and his whole body trembled violently. She turned angrily and looked at Du Ziyuan: "You walk silently!? Are you trying to scare me to death and inherit my breasts?! What the hell are you trying to do with your voyeuristic talent!!!"

"I don't want to get frozen shoulder if anyone wants your stupid milk volume, so it's you who is peeping."

"Don't worry about it." Song Zi turned around to continue peeking, and waved to Du Ziyuan to hide too.

"So what are you looking at?" Although Du Ziyuan was puzzled, he did as he did.

Suddenly there was a burst of laughter from afar, and he poked his head out to have a look, only to realize that Tang Junhao was there. At this time, he was standing beside a luxurious frame, chatting and laughing with a young girl. Of course, Tang Junhao was in charge of talking and laughing alone. Talking was dry talking, laughing was awkward, and that girl always had a cold expression on her face.

"Could this be his sweetheart?" Du Ziyuan remembered that Tang Junhao had always emphasized that he had a sweetheart since the first meeting. Could it be this indifferent girl?

"It's probably because she didn't run away," Song Zi said, "Look at how stupid the second child is, someone might have replaced his brain with a walnut."

"This dress..." Du Ziyuan suddenly noticed that the girl's clothes looked familiar, "Isn't this the dress of the maid of the princess? She is the maid of the ninth princess?"

"It should be," Song Zi said, "The second brother sneaked out as soon as he saw Princess Nine arrived, and then kept pestering that woman. I think it was just a cover for him to bring us to the exchange meeting. His real purpose."

"Damn it! Is he worthy of the yellow paper we burned and the chicken head we chopped up!?" Du Ziyuan's heart suddenly lit up with a torch.

Song Zi also nodded: "This kind of guy should be hung up and cut off Little Haw."

"Uh, aren't you a bit ruthless?" Du Ziyuan was taken aback by her thought, and subconsciously put his legs together.

"Really? I don't think so. A family needs to be neat and orderly! Anyway, my little Haw is gone. Shouldn't the two elder brothers come to accompany me?"

Du Ziyuan quickly distanced himself from her and covered his crotch: "You will treat us like brothers at this time!"

"Sex is so strong that it's a disaster, so cut it off and rule it forever. I'm doing it for your own good." Song Zi said solemnly.

"Damn! I don't read much, don't lie to me!" Du Ziyuan said, "There is no such poem at all!"

The two talked to each other, and even forgot to lower the volume for a while, and they were naturally discovered by Tang Junhao and the maid.

When Tang Junhao saw the three of them, his chrysanthemum tightened immediately, and he hurriedly bid farewell to the princess maid, and then ran towards Du Ziyuan and the others in three steps at a time.

"What are you doing here?! You are following me!" Tang Junhao asked.

"You've got the wrong person, I'm a potted plant." Du Ziyuan hurriedly picked off a potted plant leaf and put it in front of him, then turned his face away not daring to meet his gaze.

Tang Junhao looked at Pine Nut again, and the latter also took a leaf and put it on top of his head according to the gourd painting: "I, I am also a potted plant."

Long Zi stretched out his hands to support his sister's chest at the right time, and said, "I am a basin." Song Zi immediately knocked her hand off.

"You guys are enough!" Tang Junhao couldn't laugh or cry, and then he seemed to give up: "Since you all found out, I don't deny it, yes, I like that girl! I met her for the first time in the Moon God Temple I fell in love with her at first sight when I was young, that day she was with Princess Nine, wearing..."

"Wait a minute," Du Ziyuan stopped him, "To be honest, I'm not interested in your love story at all."

"Yes, yes," Song Zi also nodded, "It's not as interesting as the tofu nao at the roadside stall."

"You..." Tang Junhao pointed at the two, opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.

"What happened to him?" Song Zi asked.

"I don't know, maybe I was moved by our brotherhood." Du Ziyuan guessed.

"I see."

"So it's a ghost! Are you two sent by God to torture me?" Tang Junhao felt that he was about to suffocate.

Du Ziyuan looked at the maidservant of the princess who was always indifferent, and said, "She doesn't seem to be interested in you."

Song Zi also said, "That's right, she looks at you the same way she looks at a horse."

Tang Junhao immediately froze when he heard the words: "What can I do? I'm also very desperate, she doesn't listen to my poems at all."

"So why do you want to read poetry? Don't you know how to order other things?" Du Ziyuan couldn't understand this guy.

Song Zi also had an expression of "this guy is too old".

"It doesn't matter if you look down on me, don't look down on my poems!" Tang Junhao quit, "I have been praised by the emperor!"

"Then why did you come to participate in the novel competition? Wouldn't it be good to go to the poetry and painting competition to win the King of Feng?" Du Ziyuan asked.

Tang Junhao's answer was: "Poetry and painting in the East Pole Continent has always been the weakest among the four continents, that is, after you appeared, the Boss, the way of 'painting' has improved a little, and a Feng Wang of this level is not as valuable as the top 4 novels. , and taking part in poetry and painting competitions at my level is nothing short of abusive, it’s too unchallenging.”