When I scumbag the prince

This matter was nothing at all, it was nothing more than when he was wandering around the world a few days ago, um... molested a little doll by the way...

At that time, he had just stolen several high-quality luminous pearls from the old dragon king of the East China Sea, and was about to go home happily to show off with his seniors, but he was accidentally captured by the third princess of the East China Sea who was already ten thousand years old but had never been married. Got caught.

The third princess had never been at odds with him, and when she saw the night pearl in his arms, she immediately became ruthless, cursing, "Stinky boy, come to the East China Sea to play the autumn wind again..."

While pulling out a strip of white silk, he rushed over murderously.

Mo Lan originally wanted to stop, and sincerely advised her that if she behaved like this shrew again, no one would dare to want her.

But because his own cultivation was a bit short, he had to give up.

Unexpectedly, the third princess was not willing to give up, and chased him from the sea to the sky and then into the ground. Lightning flashed and thunder rumbled, causing his feathers to explode into balls.

It can be seen that the old girl has been doing it for a long time, and it is not without half of the benefits.

Mo Lan thought to herself: At least this level of cultivation is a bit more refined than when I met her last time.

However, although his self-cultivation level is not good enough, his foot skills are not bad. He chased and beat him all the way until he ran out of the East China Sea. Feed the fish!"

Then walked away.

Mo Lan got out from behind the haystack where she was hiding, and felt that the old girl was really half-new, so she kept saying "tear you down and feed the fish" over and over again.

It's a pity that after so many years, he is still alive and kicking, and he hasn't seen any missing arms or legs.

Just as he was shivering, he suddenly felt a wave of heat surge in his body from bottom to top, his waist-length hair suddenly grew to his ankles, and his whole body was wrapped in a ball of fire.

Mo Lan thought it was not good.

Suzaku can only be considered an adult when he is two hundred years old, and he is only 190 years old now.

And before he became an adult, he would experience a torment similar to being reborn from the ashes every ten years.

According to the master, this is a necessary process to reshape the physical body. After going through it, he can withstand the last transformation in adulthood and successfully return to the real body of the beast.

It's just that the date of remodeling this time should be three months later, but it was suddenly brought forward for some reason, which caught him off guard.

There is no other, because every time at this time, not only will he lose his divine power, but he will also be unable to suppress the blood of the divine beast in his body, thus restoring his original appearance.

So Mo Lan had no choice but to find a hill at random in a hurry, and plunged into a spring halfway up the hill.

It was also his luck that after entering the mountain, he found that the mountain was surrounded by immortal energy, and there was no filthy thing to dare to approach.

While enduring the pain, Mo Lan thought about it, guessing which fairy friend had lived here before, and could be so immortal.So he was relieved, nestled in the spring water and tried his best to resist the pain of remodeling.

Of course, he didn't know until later, what kind of nonsense fairy friends, but the third prince of the fairy world is here, so can the fairy spirit not be strong!

The pain comparable to being reborn from the ashes is naturally not to be underestimated. Even after experiencing it many times, it still tortured Mo Lan to death.

The usually docile divine power rushed out like boiling water at this moment, her body seemed to be kneaded vigorously, and Mo Lan's eyes were blood red.

No need to think about it, he must be extremely hideous at the moment.

Gritting her teeth like this for almost half an hour, she couldn't compare to being taken care of by a master in Xiaoyao Palace. In a daze, Mo Lan simply rolled her eyes and passed out directly...

After waking up, the sky was full of stars, and Mo Lan's body was still weak after soaking in the spring water, but the most difficult time had passed, and he could return to the palace refreshed after the rest of his energy dissipated and his divine power recovered.

Thinking of it this way, Mo Lan remembered the night pearl that was still firmly in her arms, and felt even more at ease.

He was thinking about whether to choose the biggest and best one to honor his master, but a small white, tender and fleshy hand suddenly stretched out from the slant, shaking up and down, startled him.

Mo Lan turned her face away, and met a little doll in brocade clothes squatting by the pool, carved in pink and jade, very lovable.

The little baby stared at his face tightly, smiled brightly for a while, and said crisply: "Sister Immortal!"

Mo Lan: ...

He lowered his head and looked at the half of his body submerged in the water. The flat chest was still there, and he raised his hand to touch his Adam's apple, which was also there.

So he slowed down and said, "Little brother, what did you call me just now?"

The little doll blinked her eyes and called again happily: "Sister Immortal!"

He even said coyly: "Sister Immortal, you look so good-looking!" You are prettier than all the beauties in my father's palace!

It turned out that this face was to blame.

Mo Lan suppressed Suzaku's bloodline for many years, and rarely looked at his original appearance, but he also saw him on the day of remodeling.

He never cared about his appearance, but it would cause a child's cognitive error. He originally wanted to correct him, but because he was in a good mood, he changed his mind to tease him.

He stretched out his hand and pinched the baby's white and tender cheeks, which looked good in the hand, and said with a smile: "Where did the little brother come from, and how old is it?"

At a young age, a small mouth is sweet.

The little baby suffered a lot with an innocent face, and then said honestly: "I came here from the capital with my father to escape the summer heat, and I am six years old."

After he finished speaking, he thought about it, and then said with some shyness and expectation: "My name is Yan Yuan, how about you, Sister Immortal?"

Hehe, he is still the little prince in the human world, Mo Lan replied casually: "Mu Xun."

Mu Xun is a jasmine plant he recently raised. It was placed in the palace to cultivate spirituality. After about a thousand years, it can be cultivated into a human form. He gave it a name, and now it's just a matter of using it.

Seeing him saying his name so readily, the little baby blushed a bit, opened his watery eyes, and hesitated to speak.

Mo Lan suppressed her desire to pinch that rosy cheek, and suddenly felt that something was wrong. A child was wandering alone on the mountain in the middle of the night, so he must have sneaked out.

After asking, it was indeed the case, and the little baby slipped over because he saw the flames soaring to the sky when he was unconscious.

Mo Lan lamented that the royal guards in this world are actually a group of guys who eat nothing and don't work, they can't even look after a baby, and at the same time secretly wondered that such a loud voice did not alarm the palace people.

The little baby hesitated for a while at the side, and said in a jiffy, "Sister Muxun, will you wait for me to grow up?"

Mo Lan was a little puzzled: "Why wait for you to grow up?"

"Because...you can only marry your sister when you grow up!" Wawa looked serious, pointing to his body that was still submerged in the water, "Teacher Xue taught that you should be responsible for damaging the innocence of the girl's family."

Mo Lan was dumbfounded, seeing him take off the jade pendant around his waist after speaking, and held it in front of him happily, "This is a token of love, sister must keep it well."

Cough, cough, token of love...

Mo Lan was almost choked by herself, the atmosphere in the human world is so open now?Even a little doll knows how to make a daughter-in-law for himself since childhood.

After thinking about it, no, how dare he, the mighty beast Suzaku, is going to be abducted by a little doll?

But being watched eagerly by the little baby, Mo Lan couldn't say anything that hurt the child too much. Thinking about it, it was just a child's talk, and maybe he would forget it after tonight.

So he took the jade pendant, took out a night pearl from his bosom in exchange, pretended to be cautious and said: "If that's the case, then I will accept it, and this pearl will be given to you as well."

The little baby nodded again and again, jumping for joy.

There was a commotion not far away, and it seemed that someone in the palace had finally discovered that a prince was missing.

The little baby was stunned, turned around and ran back, turned back after a few steps, tugged at the corner of her clothes and said, "Sister Muxun, let's make an appointment every year on this day to meet again by this spring, okay?"

He's only a little kid, but he even uses the word "meeting" so fluently!

Mo Lan wanted to refuse, but when she raised her eyes, she met those longing black eyes.

Xu Shi's stars fell into the baby's eyes, they were dazzlingly bright, and he nodded like a ghost.

"it is good."

The little baby cheered, and then ran towards the crowded place, Mo Lan continued to soak in the water, a little dumbfounded...

The episode of that night, Mo Lan, did not take it to heart. After returning to Xiaoyao Palace, she was fined for ten days of confinement for accidentally breaking the sapphire pot treasured by her master. When she was finally released, the world has long passed 100 years.

Thinking of that doll inadvertently, but it is only slightly regretful. After all, no matter how long a mortal lives, and these 100 years have passed, I am afraid that this person is no longer alive.

It's just that Mo Lan never imagined that the person who had waited steadfastly by the spring for more than sixty years until he never married would be Yan Yuan, the youngest son of the immortal emperor who had experienced calamities in the lower realms.