Evil Prince, Come Play With Me

Could she do it?

Was the white dragon thinking too highly of her?

“I… I’m afraid I won’t be able to do that.”

“Princess, you can do it. You have to believe in your own strength. You’re a princess, a noble and sacred princess,” the white dragon said, a little pained.

How did their princess become so timid?

A- again, noble and sacred.

Mo Qian’er felt that those words were completely the opposite of what she was.

“But I don’t know anything… Where is Heavenly Palace Cliff? What does the Holy Soaring Painting look like? I also don’t know what my power is like.”

“Rest assured, princess, I’ll give you the contract. Everything will be different after you lift the seal,” the white dragon comforted her. There was a seal on the princess, so she didn’t know how amazing she was.

Bu Yaolian looked back and forth between Mo Qian’er and the white dragon.

One moment, Mo Qian’er was happy, the next moment, she was worried, and the next moment, she seemed troubled.

The white dragon, on the other hand, seemed to be crying.

However, Bu Yaolian didn’t understand what they were talking about.

“Lulu, what are they talking about? It sounds like I’m listening to an imperial edict,” Bu Yaolian said.

Gu Bailu touched her chin. “Mm, I think they’re discussing what to have for lunch today.”

Bu Yaolian: “…You don’t understand either. Don’t make wild guesses.”

Gu Bailu shrugged. “Come here. Look at their faces. Match them with my words, and see if they fit.”

Bu Yaolian leaned over.

“Princess, I haven’t had human food in a long time. I’m so happy.”

“I prepared braised pork ribs, sweet and sour pork, and spicy cabbage for lunch. There’s none of the stinky tofu that you like.”

“You don’t have stinky tofu? I’ve been thinking about it for years.”

“…”

Bu Yaolian blinked. “It really looks like they’re discussing lunch.”

Gu Bailu patted her head. “Idiot! It’s definitely about the dragon race. Qian’er probably doesn’t know that she’s speaking the dragon language. This girl can finally take back her identity. She doesn’t need to be a slave anymore.”

“That’s right. Let’s see how arrogant Lu Fenying can still be after this. Serves him right.”

“Why do you hate Lu Fenying so much?” Gu Bailu asked curiously.

Gu Bailu knew more about Qian’er and Lu Fenying’s relationship than Bu Yaolian did. She didn’t like Lu Fenying, but she didn’t hate him.

Some people were like that; they were so full of themselves and didn’t realize that they had the most precious thing in their hands.

Rather than say that she didn’t like Lu Fenying, she actually found him pitiful.

This was probably what people meant when they said that pitiful people were hateful.

“He hit Qian’er when she was pregnant and she almost lost her baby. Who wouldn’t hate such a man? Besides, he made me happy for nothing.”

There was actually another reason why Bu Yaolian didn’t like Lu Fenying. He had taken back her Dragon Spirit Blood.

She had started losing weight after the Dragon Spirit Blood was transferred to her body!

She had already written to her idol to express her love.

In the end, Lu Fenying wanted Qian’er to take back the Dragon Spirit Blood, and Bu Yaolian had no choice but to return it.

For a time, she was unwilling to accept the truth.

That was because she wanted to be skinny.

Recalling the blood swap, Gu Bailu rubbed her head. “Alright, be good. He is indeed hateful.”