Travel through the long dream millennium

Long, long ago, there was a kingdom.The loving king and his wife have only one child, a spoiled and willful little prince.

Inheriting the good genes of the queen's beauty and the king's handsome face, the little prince has black and moist hair like sandalwood, fair and transparent skin like the first snow, delicate and charming lips like roses, and bright and shining like stars in the sky eyes.Everyone who has seen him will be amazed by this miracle that should not be manifested in the world.

The older the little prince got, the more worried the king and queen became.This child has an appearance that is more radiant and moving than the gods, but under the doting of his parents and relatives, he has developed an unscrupulous and fearless temperament.

Even if they are in their prime and the kingdom's national power is thriving, there is no such thing as eternity in the world. The ruthless sun and moon will eventually make them leave their most beloved children. The little prince who has grown up, can he bear the coveted eyes of prying eyes and the calculations and schemes from people around him?

The king and queen fell into deep thought.

The little prince, who just passed his 12th birthday not long ago, did not notice the worries and concerns of his parents about his future.At this time, he was in the garden of the royal palace, stepping lightly on the water in the fountain with bare feet, while tilting his head and listening to the palace teacher tell folk legends.

It was an old-fashioned legend about a brave man slaying a dragon, but the exciting plot, the ferocious dragon, and the perfect ending in which the hero in the story was admired by all people still made the little prince's cheeks blush with excitement.

"Mr. Xuanqing, do dragons really exist in this world? Do they really like to snatch princesses, destroy farmland, and have caves full of gold, silver and jewels looted from all directions?" The little prince's eyes lit up. Extremely, the delicate face is full of anticipation and yearning unabashedly.Faced with such a gaze, no matter how hard-hearted a person is, I am afraid that no one can bear to deceive and perfunctory, not to mention that the person sitting opposite the little prince at this time is said to be from the mysterious east. The little prince has been a teacher since he was young. What about Xuan Qing who treats him as his own child?

Smiling, she stretched out her hand to gently caress the still soft hair, Xuan Qing smiled gently and dotingly.He casually closed the storybook in his hand, turned his eyes to the east of the palace, and let out a long breath slowly.

"In this world, there are indeed dragons. In the eastern region of the kingdom, there is a black dragon that is said to be the strongest on this continent."

The little prince, who was still aggrieved at Xuanqing's behavior of touching his head like a child, was startled for a moment, and he almost didn't jump up in place after digesting the meaning of the former's words.

"There really are dragons!"

The little prince clenched his fists violently, his round and clear eyes were full of fighting spirit, as if a fire could be ignited in the next second.The little prince, who felt that he had grown into an adult, couldn't bear the attitude of those close to him still treating him like a child.Whether it's the maid sister, the gardener's grandfather, or even the queen mother, they always scratch their heads perfunctorily and say helplessly, "Yes, yes. Our little prince has grown into an adult and has become the brightest star in the kingdom."

This attitude is simply infuriating!

If, if I can defeat the legendary dragon and bring back the priceless treasure in the dragon's cave, I believe that from now on, no one will treat him as a child again, and everyone will regard him as a brave man and as a treasure. hero.

The admiration in everyone's eyes when he stepped on the head of the giant dragon and drove it to the king's capital involuntarily appeared in his mind, and the little prince's mood became more determined.

Xuan Qing, who never expected that the folk tales he told on a whim would be the fuse of the little prince's magnificent life in the future, stroked the back of the sleeping child who had unknowingly leaned on his shoulders, helping him to be more sweet and stable into a dream.

When I was forced to leave my homeland, I was wandering and anxious, and my heart gradually fell into reality, centering on this immature child, taking root and sprouting.

People in the East have always believed in the theory of "Mandate of Heaven".Xuanqing originally scoffed at this, but all her persistence and stubbornness fell apart when she met this proud and willful child.

It turns out that there really is a theory of fate in this world.

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On the night after listening to the story, the little prince searched around in his bedroom, preparing to run away from home.

Well, just run away from home.

Although the little prince was pampered to be lawless and ignorant of world affairs, he was not a fool, so he naturally knew his father and queen mother... No, not only them, everyone in the palace would not agree to his daring plan.

If he patted the table and vowed that he would go alone to slay the dragon—well, he would definitely be spanked by his father first, and then thrown into a small black room for confinement.

Then when I was finally released, I was sure to see a big dragon head placed in front of me, and the queen mother would smile and hug me in her arms, and said softly, "My child , the dragon that angered you has been brought by our brave soldiers, and there is no need to be angry any longer."

If this is the case, wouldn't it be exactly the same as the brave acts I have done a few times before? !Everyone would only praise him for his kindness and bravery, but they would not really praise himself for being strong.

Thinking of this, the little prince who was sitting on the ground packing his luggage couldn't help but patted the floor bitterly.Obviously he was already so powerful, even the most powerful bodyguard in the palace, Black Snake, was beaten all over the ground by him, and fell to the ground bleeding from time to time [actually it was nosebleed].Looking at it this way, doesn't it mean that he is actually the most powerful person in the palace?

Rounding it up, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the most powerful person in the kingdom!

The little prince, who cheerfully held his luggage and began to fantasize, suddenly shook his ears, and clearly heard the familiar, lingering footsteps.

He quickly extinguished the magic crystal lamp in his hand, stuffed the scattered luggage bags under the bed, then jumped onto the soft big bed, and wrapped himself into a small flower roll.

Woo, Yasheng, why does he come to patrol the room every night, and he insists on making sure he is asleep.If it wasn't for his good acting skills, he would have been seen through long ago.

No matter what, it is related to whether he can run away from home smoothly, he must not show his feet and be discovered by Yasheng!

The little "Huajuan" suddenly trembled slightly, wrapping itself tighter.

Today I couldn't hold back for a while, thinking that after running away from home, I would not be able to eat the delicious milk and sweet cake specially made by the maid sister, so the little prince couldn't help but eat more [actually a lot] during afternoon tea.I didn't notice it when I was packing my luggage with enthusiasm and enthusiasm just now, but now the surroundings are quiet, and I only noticed it when there was no sound-the back tooth socket that was just healed some time ago was aching again.

Therefore, when Yasheng came to check the night according to the usual time, what he saw was not His Royal Highness who fell asleep peacefully and was as obedient and quiet as a little angel.It was a particularly familiar, constantly writhing little hairball.

Hearing the sound of the bedroom door being pushed open, the little prince froze for a moment, and then swayed more violently under the sway of shame.

"Wuuuuuu—Yasheng, come and help me, me, I can't move..."

The little prince, who struggled for a long time to no avail, finally yelled loudly as if he had collapsed.

It's all to blame for this broken quilt, why it's getting tighter and tighter, and it's still so strong that no matter how much you pull it, it won't break it!

Amused by this funny and cute scene, Yasheng first coughed a few times to suppress his smile, pretended to be anxious and stretched out his hands a few times, and only then did the little prince get away from the "quilt crowd" The dilemma of being submerged in the vast ocean.

The little prince who just got rid of the shackles was shy and angry at the same time, coupled with the troubles of the back molars that were aching from time to time, he was completely unable to control his emotions when he met Yasheng's smiling eyes, Totally exploded.

He slammed his head into Yasheng's chest—it was actually harder than a stone—and the little prince, grinning in pain, hugged his thin waist, "Wow——" and cried out.

The cry of the little prince scared someone who was secretly enjoying the warm and soft body to death.Yasheng subconsciously tightened the grip on the person in his arms, and heard him whimpering and complaining, "Woo...my tooth hurts...you're still laughing..."

The soft, hoarse, thin and weak voice came to the ears, even Iron King Kong could not help but turn into soft fingers.

"Your Highness, here is the right medicine, I—"

The crying of the person in his arms stopped abruptly.

Yasheng, who realized the situation was different, immediately looked down, and unexpectedly saw a steamed stuffed bun face with bulging cheeks.

"Potion, bitter, don't take it!"

Recalling the taste of the medicine that he drank before, so bitter that his whole tongue was numb, the little prince shook his head bitterly, with a face of resistance.

He doesn't want to drink medicine.

"The medicine for toothache is sweet." The helpless Yasheng had no choice but to comfort him.

"I do not believe."

That's what you said last time!

The little prince glared at Yasheng.

"..."

"You... woo woo! woo woo woo!!"

Those crystal clear eyes were only a few feet away from him, and the soft and sweet touch on his lips was like jelly, and Yasheng clenched his palm tightly, using the intense pain to prevent himself from completely losing control.Instead, after putting all the medicine in his mouth into the little prince's mouth, he left with great reluctance.

"Hmm... it smells like oranges."

Blinking and blinking, the little prince was stunned for a moment, touched his wet lips, and said quite unexpectedly.

"Is it good?" Yasheng asked with a smile.

"!!"

Only then did the little prince come to his senses as if he had just woken up from a dream, and then stared at the abominable bastard angrily. Before the latter could react, he straightened up abruptly—and slammed into the opponent's mouth unstoppably.

He bit Yasheng's lips hard a few times.

"Hmph, tell you to bite me!"

Feeling that the "big revenge" has been avenged, the little prince put his hands on his hips, showing off triumphantly.

"..."

If it hadn't been for the three chapters of agreement with the king of this country before, promising that he would wait until the child became an adult and had enough options before he could do anything, Yasheng really wanted to put this ball of fairy meat directly on the bed and die on the spot.

Three years, three more years.

More than 1000 days.

The uniform standard for men on this continent is 15 years old, and the little prince's 12th birthday has just passed.

Covered the quilt for the little prince, tucked the corners, and confirmed that the other party closed his eyes obediently and fell into a deep sleep, then Yasheng bent down and kissed him on the forehead, and walked away slowly with light steps.

My little prince, I wish you good dreams every night and a smooth life.

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After confirming that the sound of footsteps had indeed faded away, the little prince turned over from the bed and looked through the travel supplies he had prepared again happily.

Wallets, daggers, maps, small wooden carvings made by the teacher, beautiful little cards, warrior badges...

The moonlight quietly streamed through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows in the large and beautifully decorated and warm room. The little prince lay on the cold ground, counting his omissions little by little.

The clear and cold milky white light coated him with a layer of dreamy and soft tulle. At this moment, the little prince's thoughts seemed to have jumped out of the castle that raised him, and flew to another more vast and wonderful new world.