UGB Chapter 90
Chapter 90
Ming Shu almost thought he had heard wrong.
Si Ning sat in the hot spring, the pool water flooded his chest, he grabbed Mingshu with one hand to prevent him from escaping.
The inner layer and the edge of the whole pool are inlaid with large pieces of warm white jade, and some places are carefully covered with soft and delicate flannelette, so you can rest against it.
As His Royal Highness of the Dragon Clan who possesses strong mana and is familiar with all kinds of spells, he actually bathes in hot spring water every day. I am afraid that there is no second dragon on Long Island who has this habit.
Not only did he wash himself, but he also asked Mingshu to take a bath every night before going to bed. That was fine, why did he suddenly ask him to help.
Ming Shu was almost speechless: "I...how can I help..."
Their body shapes are so different, asking Mingshu to help him wash and wipe with a towel may have to wait until dawn.
Unless Si Ning turns into a shrunken dragon shape, maybe Ming Shu will be willing to help him wipe the scales off his body.
The mist swirls and steams, Si Ning leans his back against the wall of the pool expressionlessly, and brushes Mingshu's cheek with his fingers.
He let go of his hand again, and sent Ming Shu back to the pool: "Forget it."
He didn't really want Mingshu to bathe him, but Mingshu mentioned during the day that he wanted to bathe that smoky mouse, and Si Ning still kept thinking about it until now.
It's just an animal without much intelligence, just use a cleansing spell, or let the attendant take it to clean it, there is no need for Mingshu to do it himself.
Then he is willing to help a fog mouse bathe, and he should be willing to help him, they are the closest relationship.
But given Mingshu's size, he knew it was unrealistic.
Si Ning withdrew his hand, leaned against the edge of the pool and closed his eyes to rest.
Ming Shu stood by the pool and looked back at his small bathtub.
He could feel that Si Ning seemed to be fine on the surface, but he was actually a little unhappy.
What did you say to help him take a bath... Isn't it just eating Guji's vinegar.
This sounds incredible, but it is the only and last possible reason.
Ming Shu looked at Si Ning's side face, a little bit want to laugh, but also a little soft-hearted.
He turned around and picked up the bath towel he used to wrap himself in, and flew to Si Ning's side: "Your Highness."
Mingshu held up the towel and showed it to him: "Your Highness, can I use this towel to help you wash?"
A normal towel was too big for him, and the one he used to wipe his face was too small, so the bath towel fit just right.
Si Ning was silent for a moment: "Aren't you unwilling?"
"Who says I don't want to?" Sensing that his mood has improved, Ming Shu directly threw the towel into the water, "But I haven't bathed others before, maybe I can't do it well, Your Highness, please don't dislike me."
The bath towel was covered on the surface of the water, and Ming Shu flapped his wings to keep it suspended in the air. He wanted to press the bath towel into the water to soak it, but found that the posture was too difficult, so he simply rolled up his trousers and stepped on it.
[The npc's gas value has been updated, please go to the background to check]
Ming Shu took off his shoes to enter the bathroom, elves are not dirty, but stepping on the bath towel that was going to be used by Si Ning is still a disrespectful gesture.
The qi value rose by 5 points, Ming Shu pretended not to know anything, anyway, Si Ning didn't stop him, and he had used the bath towel in the first place, and Si Ning didn't refuse.
The bath towel soaked in water became heavier, and before it sank, Ming Shu grabbed a corner in time, dragged it up vigorously, then approached Si Ning, and put the towel on his shoulders.
Such a simple movement already took a lot of effort from Mingshu, Si Ning stretched out his hand to help her, and said in a low voice, "No need."
If Ming Shu is willing to say yes, he will be very useful, and he will not really ask Ming Shu to wash him.
This time, Ming Shu disagreed, and grabbed the wet towel and climbed onto Si Ning's shoulder: "No, I told you to wash it."
The clothes on his body were also splashed with water, he squatted on the bath towel, grabbed a corner, and began to rub his skin.
After rubbing it twice, Ming Shu lightened up and was grabbed by Si Ning.
"Okay," Si Ning touched his cheek, "Enough."
Ming Shu embraced his fingers, "Then don't be upset, Your Highness, I like His Highness the most."
Don't be jealous anymore, forget about everything else, why even eat Guji's jealousy.
[The favorability of npc has been updated, please go to the background to check]
Before Ming Shu had time to open the system panel, his eyes flickered.
Water splashed everywhere, and Si Ning's figure disappeared, replaced by a little black dragon that was completely bigger than Mingshu.
The black dragon accurately hugged Mingshu with its front paws, fell into the water with him, and used magic to make the body only half submerged and float on the water.
Ming Shu's clothes were completely wet, and his wings were also wet. He had no time to take care of these, and endured the familiar licking.
"Your Highness..." The pool was very deep for Ming Shu, and he was afraid of falling, so he hugged the black dragon's neck tightly.
The black dragon rubbed his cheeks soothingly, licked the tips of his ears, and then carefully cut his clothes with his front paws, letting him take a bath in the pool with him.
Ming Shu's face was very red, and she moved uncomfortably, trying to ignore the touch of the scales touching the skin without any barrier.
He was too petite, and the dragon's claws would hurt him if he didn't pay attention. Si Ning supported Ming Shu with the mist and lifted him up, and the dragon wings wrapped him up so that he lay on his body.
The temperature in the pool was a little higher, and Ming Shu was dizzy from the heat, leaning on the black dragon's neck obediently.
The bath towel and his clothes had already sunk into the water, Mingshu picked up a little water and poured it on the black dragon's scales, then wiped it carelessly, and said confidently: "Your Highness, it's not convenient for me, so I can only help you wash it like this. "
What responded to him was a lick on the cheek. The black dragon seemed very happy, and even breathed a little heavier.
Mingshu thought to herself, it's so coaxing.
He couldn't help but kissed the scales on the side of the black dragon's neck, and whispered: "If Your Highness..."
It would be even better if Si Ning's human figure could also be made smaller, so it would be much easier to do anything... Ming Shu was embarrassed to say this, and buried her face with her head down.
It's just that if he didn't say anything, Si Ning could vaguely sense his thoughts. He wanted to get close to him.
The black dragon continued to lick Mingshu's shoulders and collarbone, and when he was almost soaked, he led him away from the pool and came to the wooden frame not far away.
The outer robe hanging on the shelf was torn off and covered the floor, and Ming Shu was placed on it.
The black dragon cornered him and licked the water marks on his body bit by bit.
The dragon's body temperature is high, and the tip of the tongue is like a thick towel wrung out of water, without leaving any strange smell or traces, except that it feels a little rough to the touch.
Ming Shu tried to evade, but slightly resisted: "Your Highness..."
The black dragon ignored it, and Ming Shu was pushed over by him halfway, and began to lick his wings.
The wings were too thin, and most of the water stains on them rubbed against the outer robe, but the black dragon still licked it seriously.
Ming Shu was extremely ashamed. Even before, he had never been treated like this... The other party was still in the form of a dragon.
His face was blushing, buried in the robe with a familiar smell in front of him, and was gently scooped up by a pair of paws.
The fog rats outside were not allowed to enter the bathroom, so they wandered around the entire dormitory, returned to their dens, lay down, silently looked at the direction Mingshu had left before and waited.
Finally, a little black dragon appeared and quickly flew towards the bed.
Ming Shu was in the arms of the black dragon, deliberately hidden sideways, only a little silver hair was exposed.
Wushu turned over and got up: "Guji!"
The bed curtain was lifted and then fell, Hei Long and Ming Shu disappeared inside the bed curtain in a blink of an eye.
The Mist Rat stretched its neck to look around, and when it came to the bed, it wanted to climb up, but just as it stretched out its paws and touched the edge of the bed sheet, it was pushed away.
This happened several times in a row, without actually hurting it, but not letting it get close at all.
"Hawk!" Wushu yelled angrily, knowing that the tough dragon did it.
It's a pity that it can't help it. Si Ning is the strongest here, and it can't beat it.
Hui Tuanzi stood up and continued to look around, but didn't hear any abnormal noise, and turned back to the nest.
A small piece of golden hardwood was thrown in the nest, which was pulled out by the fog mouse from nowhere.
It sat in front of the hardwood, and the nails on its claws began to grind.
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Inside the bed, Ming Shu covered himself with a small piece of quilt, and begged Si Ning for a long time before he was willing to go outside and help him bring in his pajamas.
Si Ning changed back to human form, and his body automatically transformed into close-fitting clothes. He opened the bed curtain and got up, and glanced at the small nest in the corner of the bed.
It was quiet inside, and then there was a soft rustling sound. Wushu came out to check when he heard the sound, and looked at Si Ning with half of his furry head exposed.
It was so vicious when it scratched the attendants during the day, and it was like a different beast when it was beside Ming Shu. Although its eyes were still a little wary, it would no longer bark its teeth at Si Ning.
Since he came out of the bathroom, Si Ning no longer looked at it as unpleasant, turned his eyes away, and went to the desk to dig out Mingshu's pajamas and take them away.
Si Ning returned to the bed, and Wushu looked curiously at the place where he stayed just now, walked over and jumped up on his hind legs.
Mingshu's things were placed on the case table, Wushu sniffed them one by one, grabbed the empty small dishes and looked at them.
It put down the saucer, turned around and went back to the den, and soon came back with its own dish of food and water, and placed it with Ming comfortably.
On the other side, the bed curtain cut off all sound, Si Ning held the small clothes in his hand: "Come here."
Ming Shu refused to move, and shrank in a corner: "Your Highness, I'll just do it myself."
"It's not that I haven't seen it before." Si Ning's expression remained unchanged, "I didn't ask for my help last time."
The last time was the last time... Repeated actions basically won't increase the favorability. Ming Shu was wrapped up in the dragon wings for a long time just now, and now he is a little afraid of him.
However, if he didn't come out, Si Ning wouldn't give him clothes, so Ming Shu had no choice but to pull the quilt and move over step by step.
Si Ning tore off the quilt, smoothed his slightly messy hair, and began to dress him.
Fortunately, he was really just dressing Mingshu, and he didn't suddenly change back into a shrunken dragon shape.
Ming Shu slowly relaxed, stretched out his hands and legs in coordination, and finally sat on the palm of Si Ning, was brought before his eyes, and stroked his flushed cheeks.
Si Ning is not satisfied with just touching in the shape of a dragon, and he hasn't really kissed Mingshu until now.
But he still can't find a suitable and safe method, when he wants to get close to Mingshu, he can only use the dragon form.
Ming Shu yawned and leaned on Si Ning's hand: "Your Highness, I want to sleep."
Si Ning didn't know what he was thinking, so he was distracted for a moment, and replied, "Go to sleep."
The lights in the house were turned off, and Ming Shu was sleeping on Si Ning's neck, covered with a leaf-shaped quilt, breathing evenly and gently.
In the middle of the night, a gray ball drilled out of the nest beside the bed, and came to the bed again.
Si Ning seemed to have fallen asleep, and now should be the time for him to relax his guard.
Wushu also wanted to sleep with Mingshu. Since returning to this room, Si Ning has been occupying Mingshu, not even letting him look at him.
Thinking of this, Wushu stretched out his paws to scratch the air, as if to scratch Si Ning to vent his anger.
After waving it across the air, the fog mouse approached the bed sheet and bumped into it quietly.
However, in the next second, the familiar force pushed it away again.
Si Ning is still not asleep!The Mist Rat stared at the tightly closed bed curtain, then turned back to the den and continued to sharpen its claws.
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The next morning, an attendant came to report that Qingji was visiting.
Si Ning was feeding petals to Ming Shu, and cut them into thin strips with a special knife, so that Ming Shu could hold them more conveniently.
The fog mouse was gnawing on the leaves, and when it got up this morning, its bowl ran to the desk at some point, and it was still next to Mingshu's. Si Ning was in a good mood, so he reluctantly allowed it to stay by Mingshu's side eat.
Hearing Qingji's name, Mingshu paused and looked at Si Ning quietly.
Qingji also came yesterday, but Si Ning didn't see him at all, and he visited again at a different time today.
After all, he was Ji Lian's student, and he came to Long Island according to his teacher's instructions. If Si Ning never saw him, then his trip would be meaningless.
The attendant said again: "The Fourth Highness is also there."
There are five highnesses in total, apart from Si Ning, this fourth highness is the only one that Ming Shu has never seen.
He raised his head and noticed Si Ning's expression was slightly cold: "Why are they together?"
"The Blue Wizard seems to have a good relationship with the other Highnesses," the attendant replied, "They came together, and the specific reason is not clear."
Maybe it was a coincidence, or there was an agreement long ago.
First Si Lian, then Si Duan, if Si Ning is still missing, will Qing Ji come with the other highnesses again.
Si Ning picked up a petal: "Let them wait."
The attendant responded, turned and left.
Mingshu watched him cut the petals: "Your Highness, I will follow you later."
When he came to Qingji last time, he only saw a figure from the back, and this time he wanted to take a good look at it.
Moreover, his side quests are still quite a bit short, whether it is option [-] or option [-], he wants to try to see which one can be completed faster.
Only for Si Ning's side, there is still a difference of about 80 in favorability and anger, and Ming Shu is worried.
Although looking at Si Ning's attitude of wanting to eat Wushu's jealousy, he may be the same as the last dungeon when he was by Xiuqi's side, and he couldn't get the favorability of other npcs.
Si Ning lowered his eyes and said, "No."
"I don't, I'm going," Ming Shu hugged his hand, "I'm His Highness's elf, why don't you let me follow His Highness? Could it be that His Highness is hiding something from me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Si Ning looked up at him.
Ming Shu was looking for an excuse to get Si Ning to agree to take him with him, but he didn't notice Si Ning's gaze, and continued to say: "Is your Highness going to do something behind my back... Are you going to meet other elves? Or don't you?" Dragon Clan..."
He looked aggrieved, and his tone of voice dropped: "I have formed a contract with His Highness, and His Highness always locks me in the room. Others must think that His Highness doesn't like me at all."
In fact, Si Ning seldom went out. Except for necessary business, he never took the initiative to contact other dragons, including a few highnesses. He didn't bring Ming Shu with him, only twice in total.
And as an elf, it is Mingshu's "duty" to guard and obey orders. If Si Ning refuses to take him, he has to stay obediently. That's why when he first entered the dungeon, he heard Si Qi say that if the elf he accepts is If you don't like it, just keep it in the house like a bird in a cage.
Ming Shu doesn't care about these things, and Si Ning is different from other dragons. This time Qingji is gone, and he doesn't know when he will have another chance.
Anyway, it's an important npc related to the mission, even if it's not Yuan Chen, let him take a look.
The Mist Mouse also came over, with a leaf still hanging from its mouth: "嘿唱咕哔!"
Si Ning was silent for a long time. After feeding Mingshu all the petals, he took out Ye Mingzhu and asked him to chew a few mouthfuls. Finally, he said: "Okay."
Seeing that he compromised and agreed, Ming Shu couldn't help being happy, and rubbed his hand: "I knew His Highness was the best..."
In the front hall in the center of the palace, Qing Ji waited with Si Duan for a long time, and changed the cold tea for another round before seeing Si Ning who had come late.
Still dressed in dark green robes, Qingji immediately got up to salute, with a guilty expression and a little panic: "I don't know that His Highness is busy, so I came here rashly, I hope I didn't disturb you."
The forge at the side sat motionless on the chair, showing a habitual and mocking look, and took a sip from the teacup sent by the guardian elf.
"It's okay," Si Ning sat down on the chair directly in front of him, "I kept you two waiting for a long time."
Mingshu and a gray ball came in with him. It is normal for the dragon clan to have elves around. Qingji's gaze swept over Mingshu without any trace, and landed on the Wushu who was following him, his eyes flashed with surprise With subtle weird eyes.
"Is this the little beast sent by His Highness the other day?" He quickly returned to normal and asked proactively, "It's really docile and cute."
The Wushu was not interested in the speaker at all, and followed Ming Shu, squatting down beside him, its fluffy tail swaying slightly.
Standing on the low table beside Si Ning, Ming Shu was also quietly looking at Qing Ji and Si Duan.
As he had guessed before, Qingji also resembles Yuan Chen by two to three points, but the similarity is not so obvious when compared with the forging officer at the side. The one who looks the most like Si Ning is still him several brothers.
And for some reason, Mingshu feels that Qingji is a little different from what he imagined.
What's different, Mingshu can't tell for a while, it's his tone of voice and eyes, or the temperament of his whole body.
And Si Duan, the relationship between the Fourth Highness and Si Ning seems to be even worse...the two barely made eye contact, and they didn't even call out their names.
Ming Shu had already firmly believed in the sentence "Si Ning's elder brothers are very annoying", so he sat in a corner and tried to reduce his sense of existence, quietly listening to the conversation of the three of them.
When Qingji mentioned Wushu, Si Ning responded casually, and looked at Si Duan: "When did the fourth brother come back?"
"A few days ago," Si Duan put down his teacup, "If my father didn't want me to meet you and maintain the fragile brotherhood, I wouldn't want to come."
He spoke bluntly, and Si Ning was not angry. Instead, he said flatly, "That's really hard work for you."
The atmosphere in the hall was stagnant for a while, and Qingji changed the topic in due course: "I brought some books for Your Highness today, and there are detailed notes from Instructor Ji in the book. If Your Highness is interested..."
He took out three thick books from the storage ring, got up and handed them to Si Ning.
Si Ning raised his hand to let the attendants follow and sent them to the study: "Okay."
Qingji still stood where he was, and took out a small bottle of ointment from his sleeve: "And this, the teacher mentioned it last time..."
When he took out the ointment, a string of small ornaments fell out of his sleeve, and the fog mouse by the table reacted very quickly, and jumped to grab the ornaments.
It has no other thoughts, it just thinks it is fun, like a puppy holding a Frisbee.
However, the Mist Mouse jumped up again with the pendant in its mouth, and suddenly spat it out in disgust, clawing and slapping it away.
Ming Shu hurriedly stopped the ornament so that it didn't fall to the ground again.
Qing Ji hurriedly took back the pendant from the table and said, "Thank you."
He assumed that Mingshu picked it up for him. Si Ning has a high status, so does his elf. Qingji used the honorific title to please Si Ning deliberately.
[npc [Qingji]'s [favorability] increased by 40 points]
[Submission [-] has been completed!Please go to the background to check your reward points】
Mingshu: "??"
He didn't seem to do anything just now, but Qingji's favorability increased by 40, and he directly completed the side mission.
Compared with the increase in Si Ning's favorability, this is simply too easy...
If something goes wrong, there must be a demon, Ming Shu took a step back vigilantly, leaning against Si Ning.
Qing Ji put away the pendant, and handed the ointment to Si Ning again: "Last time, the tutor mentioned that His Highness has received a new guardian elf, and bought it from a traveling merchant."
He explained that the ointment is used to apply the wings, and the elf's wings are very critical and fragile parts, which need to be protected and maintained the most.
Si Ning looked at the ointment, and still asked the attendant to take it: "I will thank the mentor later."
After delivering the things, Si Ning didn't mention the matter of practicing the spell, so Qingji took his leave.
After they were almost seated, the forge directly got up and left without even saying hello.
The backs of the two disappeared at the entrance of the hall one by one. Ming Shu heaved a sigh of relief, climbed onto Si Ning's shoulder and sat down.
With outsiders around, he didn't dare to act too far, and the mission that went so smoothly just now also made him feel very strange.
Among these three dungeons, even when Yuan Chen liked him the most, his favorability did not increase by such a rate.
Comparing Si Ning's two values, which add up to 160 points to complete the task, each time it only increases by 5 to 10 points, it seems that the system has personally opened a cheating device for Qingji.
And when the favorability increased, Ming Shu couldn't feel Qingji's "favorability" at all, even though he specially gave himself some ointment.
In short, Mingshu felt that something was wrong, and she was not at all relaxed and happy to finish the task ahead of schedule.
He leaned against Si Ning's ear: "Your Highness, is that ointment real?"
Si Ning stood up: "I don't need that kind of thing."
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In the evening, Qingji returned to his residence, took off his coat and hung it on a hanger by the door.
He visited several His Highnesses consecutively today, and only now has time to rest.
After hanging up his coat, he went into the room and lit the lamp, and suddenly found a dark figure sitting on the side chair.
Qingji immediately pulled out the short stick in his sleeve, but his alert expression quickly returned to normal, and he saluted respectfully: "Your Highness, why did you come here..."
Si Ning didn't know how long he had been waiting here, and his whole body was cold after nightfall.
He looked up at Qingji, and said straight to the point: "I'm here to find a book."
The expression on Qingji's face was slightly condensed, and then he asked in a natural tone: "What books does Your Highness need? Did the tutor mention it before?"
Si Ning only met him twice, each time he was extremely indifferent, and he had no intention of discussing spell practice with him.
Before he left Si Ning's palace this morning, Si Ning asked his attendants to accept the few books he sent over without saying a word, but at this moment he suddenly visited and broke into his room.
Qingji was secretly vigilant in his heart, holding the short stick back in his sleeve with his backhand, ready to respond and escape at all times.
"The black magic spell book, is it in your hand?" Si Ning leaned on the chair behind him and continued, "I need to borrow it for a few days."
It is said that it is borrowed, but it is not repaid.
Black magic spells are not actually black magic, but a general term for some strange, rare, high-risk spells that require sufficient strength to use.
Qing Ji's expression changed, and he retreated towards the door: "I don't know what His Highness is talking about."
As soon as he finished speaking, a pitch-black figure flashed forward, and some mist condensed into a hand, tightly strangling his neck.
The short staff in his sleeve fell to the ground, Qingji blushed and couldn't breathe, and heard Si Ning say coldly: "Don't make me ask again."