Yuan Shen: I was reincarnated as the daughter of the Dragon King Ruo Tuo

A past life is gone.

Although nostalgic, the dream is gone.

At this time, looking at the girl in front of him who was holding a pumpkin gun and rejoicing.

She is so similar to Qingmeng.

The deceased is gone, and Qingmeng can no longer return.

In that case, it is also a good thing to let this girl who is very similar to her go to the future with her name.

Ruo Ling looked at the dormitory and spoke softly: "Your name, just called... Clear dreams, how? "

Clear dream!

The moment the name was uttered by Ruo Ling.

The sleeping room is like being struck by lightning!

Her brain buzzed loudly, and the joy that had appeared because she got the pumpkin gun disappeared in an instant.

She held the pumpkin gun and looked dull.

"Clear dream"

is a mixed world, a pure dream.

This is the name of her past life, the blessing of her parents to her.

In the continent of Tivat, she had never mentioned the name Qingmeng to anyone, and she thought that since it was already another life, there was no need to cling to the name of her previous life.

But...

Why?

Why did Lord Saint Jun give her this name?

"What's wrong?"

"Don't you like the name?"

Seeing that her expression was wrong, Ruo Ling asked.

"Nope... The name sounds good!

She forced a smile: "It's just, why did the Holy Monarch choose this name for me?" Is there a reason?

"Reason?"

Ruo Ling smiled dumbly: "This name originally belonged to a friend of mine.

"She is just an ordinary mortal, and she died of illness very early."

"Your personality is very similar to her, so I was hot-headed and gave you this name."

"Sorry, it's really not good to give you someone else's name, or I'll change it for you."

"Nope! No need to change.

Sleeper shook his head: "I like this name very much, thank you Holy Lord." "

But having said that, getting the name of the previous life in this way, the mood of the sleeping child at this time is still mixed.

Thousands of thoughts spring up in my heart.

"Lord Saint Jun, wouldn't it be a little cripple?"

Such thoughts also emerged from her heart at this time.

But she quickly vetoed it.

Because as said before, the holy king and the little cripple are not alike.

The little cripple has a gloomy personality and is often self-closed, while the holy king, wise, great, powerful and lively and happy, is still very gentle.

The little cripple is male, while the holy king is female.

The little cripple is still living in another world, and the holy king is a native of Liyue, with a red roots of immortal blood, and is the seventh ruling of the earthly world.

The little cripple and the holy monarch are completely two people.

She didn't know that the little cripple was dead.

Moreover, she has a relationship with the holy king, between the prince and the courtier, between the god and the dependent.

The relationship between superiors and subordinates has added an inexplicable layer of estrangement between them.

She couldn't go beyond the distance and ask some faux pas.

A good friend who is still alive and well in another world, but also travels to another world with him, becomes a girl, and becomes a powerful god who rules a country?

How is this possible?

If you stand in her perspective and substitute her, you can understand the chaos and confusion in her heart at this time.

"It seems that it should be just a coincidence."

She admitted that in that moment, she had a hint of heartbeat.

But soon, reason and logic extinguished this heartbeat.

"I must have missed him so much."

Although the loss is inevitable, she accepts it.

"What's wrong? It doesn't seem good to see your face? Ruo

Ling asked with concern.

"No..."

Sleeper forced a smile: "Sorry, it may be that the strength suddenly skyrocketed, my body is a little uncomfortable, I want to go back to rest first, is that okay?"

"Well, it's not early, so let's go back and rest first."

Ruo Ling smiled.

"Well, thank you Holy Lord, see you tomorrow."

She turned and walked away.

Seeing her leave, Ruo Ling also sat back on the throne.

Today turned a day, and her spirit was also a little tired.

She poured herself a cup of hot tea, intending to sit and rest for a while, slowly.

But at this time, stepping out of the dormitory of the Coral Palace, the emotions in my heart were as turbulent as the river and the sea.

For some reason, her heart was very uncomfortable and very uncomfortable.

Her intuition tells her that once she walks out of this door today, she will lose important things.

Once she walks out of this gate, she will regret it for half her life.

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PS: I planted 4 acres of cassava, tired, I haven't slowed down today.

It's a bit short, but there's one more chapter

tonight