I'm really not a princess!

After arriving at the place, the evil dragon found a random place outside the palace to put Ivy and the knight down.

"Mr. Dragon." The little prince pointed to the White Tower next to the palace, "That's right there."

The tallest white pagoda in Jiji Kingdom.

The evil dragon has turned into a human form. From a human point of view, the White Tower soars into the sky, and the top cannot be seen at a glance.

The little prince smiled and asked him, "Do you want to go up and have a look?"

The evil dragon didn't answer, the wings that had been hidden suddenly grew out, and it was about to fly up with its arms around the little prince.

The little prince was startled by him, and immediately stopped him, "Go up, don't fly, you will find out later!"

Under the persuasion of the little prince, the evil dragon folded its wings and followed the little prince to the entrance of the White Tower.

The guards of the White Tower are very familiar with the little prince, "It's been a long time since I saw the little prince coming down, how are you doing recently?"

The little prince straightened his back and gracefully lifted the hem of his skirt, "Very good."

Guard: "Did your highness just finish afternoon tea with the princess?"

Many people in the palace know that the princess likes to let the little prince wear a dress to drink afternoon tea with her.

"Yes." The little prince nodded, "I want to go up and have a look."

It seems that not many people know the news that he was captured by the evil dragon.

While thinking, the little prince led the dragon inside.

"Is this your friend?" The guard asked cheerfully, "Why aren't you wearing clothes?"

The evil dragon was so stubborn that he insisted on wearing the black panther skin with a bow on his upper body.

The evil dragon looked up at the guard. Although his face was expressionless, his eyes were full of coldness.

The guard trembled and felt cold sweat break out from behind.

Your Highness's friend is really a murderer.

"It's a custom." The little prince gave a random reason, "They don't like to wear clothes."

There is a long staircase inside the White Tower, and the place where the little prince usually draws is in the middle of the White Tower.

Only then did the little prince realize that he was getting fat——

After climbing a few flights of stairs, I started panting!

On the other hand, the evil dragon is tall and has long legs, and it breathes smoothly.

The little prince felt a little bit of envy, just a little bit.

"Tired?" The evil dragon looked down at him, "That's right, you haven't had dinner yet."

After finishing speaking, he pinched the little prince under his arm again and strode up the stairs.

little Prince:"……"

In the eyes of Mr. Dragon, whether I am really no different from his pets.

How can you say that if you catch me, you will catch me? !

With the "help" of the evil dragon, they soon reached their destination.

There is a small door in the middle of the White Tower. After opening the door, there is a small room where many of the little prince's paints and paints are piled up in a mess.From the door at the other end of the room, there is a circle of corridors outside the White Pagoda. Looking down from this place, you can have a panoramic view of the entire royal city of Jiji Kingdom.

The little prince excitedly picked up the drawing board and showed it to the dragon.

"I drew it."

The dragon reached out and took it.

There is a bare bald tree on the drawing board, half of the blue sky is wiped out, leaving a large blank space.

A lot of clouds indeed.

The evil dragon praised sincerely: "The painting is really good."

Although this was what the little prince wanted to hear, when the dragon said that, he blushed again.

He praised me for my good drawing!

No one has ever praised me so much.

My sister said that his paintings have no soul, and my father said that his paintings have no appearance. Only my mother would praise him for his perseverance.

It is indeed perseverance to paint like this and keep painting.

Only the evil dragon sincerely praised him seriously.

"Look, this tree has no leaves, it's bare, doesn't it have a feeling of bleak autumn wind." The little prince explained to the evil dragon, "Look at the blue sky and white clouds, isn't it very lively, completely opposite to this tree? .”

Dragon: "...well, very vivid."

The little prince: "Is it unexpected and reasonable to put them together? Isn't it a surprise?"

Evil Dragon: "...Yes."

The little prince: "I'll just say, how can someone not understand."

The dragon nodded.

In fact, the dragon can't understand the painting of the little prince.

But he is a dragon, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't understand.

This did not prevent him from praising the little prince.

After all, he really thinks the painting is quite beautiful.

Much like the tree on the top of the hill where he measured the little prince's height.

It's an evil dragon who has never seen anything in the world, and blindly praises the little prince.

The author says:

I found out that Zun Zun actually said in "Eighteen Lines Writers" that I was writing stories about human beings, and even spoiled my little cuties.

So let’s hang up this woman and her sand sculpture novel "What do eighteen-line writers do when they are not writing?"