I'm really not a princess!

Halfway through the day, it began to rain heavily.Riding a horse was inconvenient, and the carriage was prone to getting stuck in the mud. The group had to stop and find a cave to shelter from the rain.

"How do you know there is a cave here?" The little prince asked Rong Ling, "It's hidden here."

"Squat squat to find."

The raindrops hit her body densely, Rong Ling's high ponytail drooped behind her head like a mop, messy and embarrassed.Just as the little prince wanted to laugh at him, he was tripped by the running squatters and fell face down like "the prince eats dirt".

The evil dragon was not far away from the little prince. Seeing this, he hissed and bent down to pull him.

The little prince didn't even look at him, but got up very quickly by himself.Through the rain curtain, the evil dragon saw that the little prince first pursed his mouth, and then rolled his eyes.

Evil Dragon: "..."

Ever since the dragon uttered wild words that the little prince was young, the little prince hadn't spoken to him for three days.

After Rong Ling cried and said that she wanted to be a woman since she was a child and was forgiven by the evil dragon, the evil dragon asked him why the little prince was angry.Rong Ling whispered to him like a thief: "A man can't be said to be small, no matter how young he is."

"Isn't this a lie?" The evil dragon was very sincere, "Al said you can't lie."

Rong Ling spread her hands: "This is not a lie, this is love."

Rong Ling: "Besides, Al is not young, you insist on saying that he is small."

Dragon: "?"

Evil Dragon: "And you know he's not young?"

"Ah?" Rong Ling blinked, and immediately clarified, "You said small, small means not big, neither big nor small, just not small."

"Is that so? Am I not talking too much?" The dragon, who was not good at human language, was dazed by Rong Ling.

Rong Ling nodded very seriously, and asked the question he was always curious about, "Do you really have two of those?"

Dragon: "Two what?"

Rong Ling: "That, your baby."

The evil dragon is very unfamiliar with the word "baby", and his face is full of question marks.So Rong Ling stretched out her hand and pointed at the dragon's lower body.

The evil dragon understood, shook his head, "One."

"I heard that there are two Dragon Clans."

"We will be what we are as humans."

The words were cryptic, and it took Rong Ling a while to realize, "You mean, the dragon form is..."

The evil dragon smiled: "Want to see it?"

Rong Ling immediately refused, and said that it is enough for the little prince to see such a miraculous thing alone, and it is not good for too many people to know.

After entering the cave, Rong Ling glanced at the little prince and Nicole who were walking in front, and bumped the dragon's shoulder, "Go coax."

The evil dragon was actually very unhappy—because the little prince rolled his eyes at him, and because the little prince only spent two hours coaxing him last time, but this time he didn't heal after two days.

The dragon feels unbalanced.

But he saw that the little prince's face was covered in mud just now, his whole body was wet, even his eyelashes were covered with drops of water.

He took the towel and wiped the little prince's hair, and wiped the mud off his face.The little prince avoided him at first, but then he probably felt soft-hearted, or maybe he was in pain from the fall, so he closed his eyes without saying a word and let the dragon move.In the end, a moist kiss fell on his eyes.

"Don't be angry anymore." The evil dragon said softly, "Does the fall hurt?"

The little prince didn't answer, he pulled up his trouser legs, and there was a long gash on his calf, which was still filled with fine sand.

The evil dragon frowned, carefully cleaned the dirt out of his wound, and finally said, "Don't make an example."

He knew that it was because he was angry with himself that the little prince took the "unusual" road, otherwise there would be such a big stone on the small road.

The little prince was wronged and nodded honestly.

There were drops of water around the wound, and the little prince felt itchy, so he couldn't help stretching out his hand to scratch, but the dragon slapped him on the back of his hand.

"Al, how many times do you have to say it before you remember." The dragon was very serious, "You can't catch it."

The little prince: "I..."

The dragon warned him: "Al."

The little prince: "...you don't even know anything about it, you know Al Al all day long."

"Even squatting can be called nicknames." The little prince said, "What about you?"

"It's not a pet name, its real name is Rong Kuo Squat." The evil dragon argued with him in a low voice, but at the end he relented and compromised, "Then what's your pet name?"

The little prince said cheerfully, "Baby."

Dragon: "... what?"

"Baby." The little prince deceived the ignorant dragon, "This is my nickname."

It's written all over your face.

The dragon's ears turned red, "Why did you call it that name?"

"Don't you think this is cute?" asked the little prince.

"I don't think so." The evil dragon shook his head, and his face turned red, "Very rascal."

The little prince: "Huh?"