I'm really not a princess!

When Rong Ling came to look for the evil dragon that day, the little prince was dancing outside the cave with a sword and shield.

"Rong Ling!" Seeing him, the little prince waved excitedly, "Why are you here?"

More than half of winter has passed, and the little prince is still wrapped up thickly, round and round like a little bear.

"I have something to do with Karl." Rong Ling smiled, "It's cold today, why are you still outside?"

Hearing this, the little prince showed an aggrieved expression, "Mr. Dragon asked me to exercise outside."

Rong Ling was a little astonished - considering how kind the dragon was to the little prince, this behavior was a bit abnormal.

"why?"

"When I was practicing the crossbow yesterday, I accidentally injured Mr. Evil Dragon." The little prince hesitated, his eyes evasive, and finally pushed Rong Ling, "Go in quickly."

Rong Ling was at a loss.

He walked into the cave, and the dragon was cooking soup in a small pot.

Rong Ling sat down close to the fire, rubbing her hands in the cold, "Why did you let Al stay outside, it's so cold today."

The evil dragon didn't raise its head, "Blowing the wind grows the body."

Rong Ling: "?"

Rong Ling: "Ai Er said that he hurt you by mistake, where did you hurt? Is it serious?"

Dragon: "No injury, not serious."

Rong Ling: "Look at your stinky face, it's not a big problem if you poke it with an arrow with such thick skin."

Dragon: "Human skin is thick?"

It turned out to be accidentally injured in human form.He knows exactly how powerful the arrow made by Rong Ling is.

"It really hurts." Rong Ling smiled, and stomped her feet like an old man, "Look at the wind outside...how about I show you? There is a herbal medicine that is very useful..."

Only then did the evil dragon look up at him, and said expressionlessly, "Do you want to see my ass?"

Rong Ling: "..."

Rong Ling: "Farewell."

So the little prince pawed at the entrance of the cave eagerly for a long time, only waiting for Rong Ling who had two roasted sweet potatoes in his arms.

"Come, come, try my ancestral baked sweet potato."

Unwilling to give up, the little prince looked inside, "Where's Mr. Dragon?"

Rong Ling pressed the little prince's head.

"Listen to Al." Rong Ling tied her high ponytail, her long hair covered her face, "Although I sympathize with you, but you poked Karl's ass, this is indeed your mistake."

The little prince stretched out his hand to help Rong Ling brush the hair off his face, "I didn't do it on purpose, it's just that I didn't aim well."

Quite aggrieved.

"Where did you want to shoot?"

The operation of the crossbow is not difficult. If you don't aim at the evil dragon at the beginning, you can't hit the evil dragon no matter what.

The little prince smiled shyly, "It was his hat..."

Rong Ling silently peeled the sweet potato and stuffed it into the little prince's mouth.

This is too far.

It was almost noon when the dragon came out and asked the two to go in.

The little prince was very attentive, helping the dragon to carry the spoon and the stool.

Rong Ling sat holding a bowl of soup and watched silently.

"Are you still in pain?" the little prince asked the dragon, hugging the cushion, "It is more comfortable to have a cushion."

The evil dragon looked arrogant, "No, coquettish."

little Prince:"……"

Rong Ling muttered in a low voice: "Don't learn the good ones, learn everything about the bad ones."

The two had lunch together around the fire.

"What are you doing here?" the evil dragon asked Rong Ling, "Don't tell me you're here for dinner."

Rong Ling cheerfully took out two white envelopes from her small bag, "Here to deliver the letter."

The little prince took it over and took a look. The golden pattern on the bottom of the envelope showed the royal family's mark, and the wax was familiar to the little prince.

"It's a letter from my sister and the knight." The little prince was pleasantly surprised, "They wrote to me!"

The little prince grinned, his smile was as warm as a ray of sunshine.

The evil dragon immediately felt better.

"What was written?" the dragon asked him.

The little prince took the knife and opened the letter from his sister first.

"Father and mother are on vacation again, my sister is very busy these days and has no time to come and save me, let me take good care of myself." The little prince said, "Then my sister said, when spring comes, let me go back to the palace alone for a few days. "

Dragon: "?"

Dragon: "Why?"

He was not very happy.

Rong Ling let out a "huh", "It's too much not to let people go home to visit relatives."

"None of your business." The dragon turned his head to look at the little prince again, "Why?"

"My sister didn't say anything."

The little prince was also very puzzled, and decided to ask when he replied, and then he opened the knight's letter.

The wax on the outside belonged to the knight, but the inside was like a ghostly talisman, so the little prince didn't know any of them.

He frowned: "What is this?"

Rong Ling took a glance, "Oh, this is the mermaid's writing."

It turned out to be a letter written by mermaid to herself.

"Dear little Highness, regarding the question you asked me last time, I read the ancient books in the palace later, and felt that you might have some wrong perceptions about your body. After all, 16-year-old pee..."

"Rong Ling!" The little prince interrupted him abruptly.

Rong Ling had already glimpsed the content behind, showing a meaningful smile.

The evil dragon was at a loss: "What's wrong with being 16 years old?"

The little prince blushed, "No, it's nothing."

"Rong Ling, do you want to take a look at the cabbages I take care of?" The little prince was very nervous, "Go and have a look."

Rong Ling nodded.

The dragon felt that he was rejected and was not happy.But this time the little prince didn't notice, he dragged Rong Ling and ran outside.

The little prince and Rong Ling squatted beside a huge cabbage.

The two were relatively silent until the little prince stretched out his hand, and Xu Xu clenched his fist in the air.

The little prince: "Brother?"

Rong Ling smiled, and clenched her fist with her right hand to touch the little prince's, "It's a sister."

It is the prince and the hunter who have reached a friendly agreement.