Crown Prince

This happened 200 years after Yuan Tiangang, a national teacher of a generation, passed away.But for the dragon and sea people living in the deep sea dragon palace, it was just a time for a sound sleep.

It is not easy for the dragon clan to give birth, and it is not easy for a cub to be born from an egg until it grows up.On the land of Xuanhuang, except for the white dragon king Zhengheng of the West Sea who has nine sons, the rest of the dragon kings are either lonely or have few children.

The most terrible thing is that if the dragons don't die, even their souls will dissipate in the chaos.

But for the one in Xuanyuan Palace, everyone expressed that they were not worried.

"Your Highness!"

"Where are you, Your Highness?"

"Your Highness—"

"Your Highness, come out and use the milk—"

When it was almost noon, the Xuanyuan Hall sounded one after another with crying voices.All the maids were dispatched, going to heaven and earth, rummaging through boxes and cabinets, crawling under the bed, picking up clam shells, and some people took the long jade ruyi and turned over the seaweed by the corridor or by the Lingquan inch by inch. .These mum girls and carp spirits, who are usually delicate and graceful, have never appeared since Dragon City gained a highness, no, to be precise—since that highness rolled out of the eggshell. Can maintain elegant manners and appearance.

One of the high-status female officials named Jiaojiao was also anxious on the face, but she was actually tugging on the tail of the highness in her heart (please read yiba==) after falling from the left to the right, wishing to scrape his scales off Roasting it on the leather rack and eating it can relieve hatred... She ran wildly in her heart and roared, saying that the old lady named Jiaojiao is not to find an earthworm dragon under a pebble every day! ! ! ! !

Yes, you read that right - Earthworm Dragon.

At this time, in the main hall of Xuanyuan Hall, Dragon Emperor Nianxing was receiving a guest, and the guest was Wenqu Xingjun from the heavenly realm.

"Emperor, this is a mere gift from a subordinate." Du Songhe motioned to the servant boy behind him to bring up the gift, "The last time the crown prince turned [-] years old, the minister was still in the lower realm and was unable to come to congratulate him. Please forgive me, the emperor and... the prince. .”

Nian Xing leaned on the dragon chair and smiled lowly.His long hair was tied high with plain chimaera yarn, and the ends of his hair were softly rolled up and scattered on his broad shoulders.With his forehead propped up, he looked sideways at the two servant boys who carried a crystal fish tank into the hall, and then lifted a piece of gauze covering the fish tank——

"..." A certain dragon father.

Du Songhe bowed his hands earnestly: "This is the most suitable congratulatory ceremony for the prince that I can think of."

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

Yan Xing covered his forehead and looked at him speechlessly, and said softly: "The Confucian fish is also a rare and rare beast...Since you have met before, you might as well give it to Longer yourself, he should be very happy."

His Majesty Dragon Emperor counted the time, and added from the bottom of his heart: If you can find Long'er.

Du Songhe nodded, and was about to bid farewell to the Dragon Emperor to find His Royal Highness, when a female official hurried into the hall and knelt down on the ground in embarrassment.

"Emperor—" the female official Jiaojiao pressed her forehead to the ground and said in panic, "The servants and servants can't find His Royal Highness again!"

"..." Wenqu Xingjun.

Nian Xing took a deep breath, got up and walked down the steps.Du Songhe hastily motioned for two servant boys to carry the congratulatory ceremony, and a group of three followed closely behind the Dragon Emperor, and followed the female official to the back of the hall.

Since the Dragon Emperor welcomed the prince back, the Treasure Pavilion, which was originally used to hide treasures, has been transformed into a nursery.All kinds of blood and tears have forced history, and it may be more appropriate for the elders of Dragon City to describe it.In short, when all kinds of treasures have not been moved, a pregnant baby pond was built in the middle of the Zangbao Pavilion, filled with various spirit stones, and the freshest water essence is replenished every day——

Recently, Nian Xing has always felt that this is a wrong move.

He came outside the Treasure Pavilion, then raised his hand slightly to signal everyone to back off, and then opened the door.

"Dijun... I have searched here." Jiaojiao said carefully.

Yan Xing glanced at her, said lightly: "Go and get the wooden milk ready."

Jiaojiao lowered her head even lower, and said respectfully: "Your servant will go now."

Du Songhe stood outside the Treasure Pavilion, looking inside curiously, only to see the tall and tall figure of His Majesty the Dragon Emperor standing in front of a multi-treasure stand that reached to the ceiling on the innermost side, slowly stretched out his slender hands, and then reached in. A small, round pebble-sized object was fished out of a millennium-old bottle of jade.

"Wine Spirit?" He stroked his chin and wondered.The spirit of wine is hard to find, and if the spirit of wine is bred in the fine wine aged in the fire nitrate jade, it will be worthless.I heard that Jiu Ling's nose is the most brilliant, could it be that the emperor wants to use Jiu Ling to find that kid Li Ying?But it's just a cub who hasn't been weaned yet, in fact, the Dragon Emperor himself should be able to smell it... go to the place where the milk smell is the strongest.He glanced at the wine stopper next to the wine bottle, thinking enviously, compared to the precious wine, the wine spirit is more precious, but the taste of the wine drunk by the wine spirit is unspeakably wonderful...

"Hic—" A long hiccup suddenly sounded, interrupting Wenqu Xingjun's saliva.The two servant boys giggled inexplicably.

"Who told you to drink again?" Yan Xing said in a deep voice, his tone implying indulgence and tolerance.

Jun Songhe opened his mouth wide, no matter how he looked at it, he felt that the Dragon Emperor was talking to the little thing in his hand.Impossible, this is absolutely impossible, even though the Li Ying I know is a clueless person, but he is still a dragon, even if he is longer, thinner, and shorter, it is impossible to look like buns, steamed buns, and eggs! ! ! !

"Baby, you know this one, Doctor Du from Baoquan County." His Majesty Dragon Emperor held his son in his palm and turned to Juniper, and then said to the soil egg in his palm, "He is the reincarnation of Wenqu Xingjun from heaven. This time I specially brought He Yi for you."

The little servant boys laughed even more happily, and Juniper's eyes almost straightened.He couldn't help but took a step forward, carefully looking at the palm of the Dragon Emperor.

When he got closer and saw clearly, he realized why he regarded the prince as a cobblestone.

The young dragon in front of me is less than two fingers long, its small dragon head is lazily rubbing against the palm of the dragon emperor, the chi wood (horn) on its head is like two small grains of white rice, its tail is also small and thin, it Lying on his back, revealing four tiny dragon claws... The problem is that this young dragon has a round belly, a small dragon head and a small tail, and a delicate pale pink scale... It doesn't look as good as it does! !

"Then... Li Ying?" Du Songhe asked tentatively with a distorted smile, "No, Prince, that Your Highness?"

The dragon cub ignored him, turned over on its own, flicked its tender tail, and curled it up very skillfully to wrap around Father Long's slender fingers.

"..." Jun Songhe has a kind of sadness of not knowing where to go to the peach blossoms and still laughing at the spring breeze.

Although he has ascended and returned to his position, he is still a human being. The one in front of him... this one, just turned into a dragon, why is it like chopsticks... an earthworm—what about that egg?Being a dragon is too hard, especially a baby dragon... Nima has been 200 years old and still looks like noodles...

Wenqu Xingjun had a complicated heart, so he had to pretend to cough and turned around, asked the servant boy to bring up the fish tank and the bottom frame carved from 500-year-old tree roots, and said, "Prince, this is a centenary gift from my servant. It’s a bit late, but it’s not too late after all.”

Dragon Cub turned over lazily again, rubbed the small dragon's head hard, then put Father Long's finger into his tender mouth, sucking it.Although Yan Xing had no superfluous expression on his face, his eyes were extremely gentle. He stretched out his other hand and gently stroked his son Dudu's little pink belly with his fingertips to help him digest food as soon as possible.

Veins popped up on Juniper's forehead, he thought to himself, he would have to toss Li Datou when he went back at night, it was he who let him make up for the gift, but this earthworm dragon dared not to betray his face——! ! !

Fortunately, His Majesty the Dragon Emperor opened his mouth to rescue Wenqu Xingjun. He coaxed a certain cub and said, "Baby, at least take a look at He Yi, maybe you like it?"

He glanced at Mr. Wenqu Xing with a half-smile, touched his son's pearly rice-like ruler with his fingers, and said lightly: "Mr. Wenqu Xing sent you the legendary rare beast Confucianism fish, born in water, shaped like an overturned scorpion. It has the head of a bird, fins and tail, and its cry is like knocking a chime stone, and pearls and jade will emerge from its tail when it sings, it is an auspicious beast."

Du Songhe expressed his complacency for a while, he thought to himself, don't you just love money, so I will give you something that makes money.

The cub in Father Long’s hand froze suddenly, and then shot out like a sharp arrow in the next second, with a snap——landed on the delicate face of Dr. Du Wenqu Xingjun, with its small tail pointed at Xingjun mouth, and then flapped, the small dragon claws grabbed his forehead hair, and then scratched his face as quickly as if a battery was installed.

How dare you laugh at him overtly and secretly, you love grandma who can't scratch you to death! ! !

A moment later, a tragic cry came out of the Xuanyuan Palace, and the four giant dragons guarding the Dragon City raised their sleeping heads one after another, opened their huge ring-shaped eyes to look at the steep city above, and let out a heavy low cry. Voice.

Dragon Emperor Nianxing fished back his own prince, put it in his arms, then raised his head and laughed.

Du Songhe covered his face tremblingly and stared at the small lump in the Dragon Emperor's arms, then he saw an extremely small and exquisite dragon claw protruding from the lapel of His Majesty the Dragon Emperor, compared with a very rough finger .

"——!!!!" He fell on his back angrily, turned around and walked away with the two servant boys, swearing all the way without mentioning anything.

The Treasure Pavilion finally regained its tranquility.

Nian Xing carried his son back to his main hall, and sat down on the dragon chair again.He leaned on the soft cushion, gently touched his son out and laid it on his chest, stroking his tender little back again and again.

"It's been 200 years...I can't speak, and even the dragon scales haven't changed color... How long are you going to be angry with me, baby?" Yan Xing said casually: "If baby doesn't like that Confucian fish, I will order someone to kill you." It let go."

The dragon cub then began to roll on his chest non-stop, while whimpering weakly, the delicate dragon tail twisted around, wrapping around the middle finger and thumb, and pouted the dragon tail trying to I went to wrap Father Long's wrist, but found that the black thread was not long enough. ==

Nian Xing raised his eyebrows, pinched his son's little tail with discretion, and twisted it lightly, it was as delicate as if there was no tail bone.This undoubtedly provocative behavior angered the dragon cub, and provoked another scratch, but the skin of the dragon emperor was not as fragile as that of Wenqu Xingjun, it was purely for scratching and flirting with his son.

"Want?" Father Long laughed softly, "Then why did you just say something different?"

Nima, your whole family is duplicity-! ! !The dragon cub slammed his tail in a rage...=□=...

"Hey————————" It hurts so much! ! ! ! !

A certain cub pouted a thin dragon's tail until it trembled from crying, and Nian Xing rubbed his tail with a dark face.So the precious beast still fell into the hands of Prince Long.

Jiaojiao carefully walked into the main hall with a cup of soup in her hand, followed by a group of maids, her heart burst into tears and went crazy.The sacred Xuanyuan main hall, for Mao, has become a feeding place for that dragon cub! Pit dad! !Did she come to this world just to breastfeed? !

"Emperor, the wooden milk used by the prince is ready." She saluted with a standard and graceful posture, and then presented the milky white milk soup exuding the fragrance of grass and trees with a calm and gentle smile. silver spoon.

The dragon cub went berserk again.Yan Xing didn't need to go to find out, but he knew that he was just mad: I don't drink, I don't drink, I don't drink, I don't drink milk, I don't drink milk, I don't drink, I don't drink, I don't drink milk, I don't want to, I don't want to, I don't drink milk, I don't want to, I don't want to drink milk, I don't want to, I don't want to drink milk, I don't want to, I don't want to drink milk, I don't want to drink, I don't want to drink milk, I don't want to drink, I don't want to drink milk, I don't want to drink, I don't want to drink, I don't want to drink milk, no, absolutely, don't want to drink milk—— ———

With a calm face, Nian Xing pinched his son's young dragon's chin with one hand, scooped up a spoonful of wood milk with the other hand, and carefully dripped it into his son's mouth.

Xiaolong cub quickly softened into a docile ball, and drank all the wooden milk delicately and weakly.

The Dragon Emperor said that the dragon's heart is happy.

Jiaojiao wiped her sweat secretly, and was about to go back to her room and throw the pillow.

The clinker started on the second day, and His Royal Highness said that he would drink it by himself, and take a nap immediately after drinking it, and no one was allowed to disturb him, including his father.All the Hai Clan in Xuanyuan Hall had ghosts in their hearts, but Father Long didn't speak, so they had to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

So at noon on the third day, the maids came back again with empty food trays in fear, just as the Dragon Emperor passed them and walked towards the Treasure Pavilion.

Jiaojiao curled her mouth into a sinister smile, and immediately beckoned her subordinates to leave quickly.

The Dragon Emperor stood silently outside the door of the Treasure Pavilion, hesitating for a while at the window paper made of jade grass, raised his hand, the water essence condensed on the moist fingertips, and then moistened the impermeable jade. The grass window paper, peeking inside—————

A petite dragon cub is holding the edge of the crystal fish tank with its two slender claws on its chest. Its delicate dragon tail rolls up the wooden bottle of wooden milk and pours it into the fish tank.The poor Confucian fish was oppressed by the dragon's cub, which was small but not negligible, so he hid in the corner of the fish tank and did not dare to move.After the dragon cub poured the wooden milk into the fish tank, he even reached into his slender tail, stirred the water casually, picked up a pearl, and then jumped into his hotbed, curled up at the bottom of the warm water essence pool to prepare Take a nap.

"..." Father Long didn't say a word, and veins slowly popped up on his forehead.

If you don't fight for a day, you will go to the house to expose the tiles.No wonder it didn't grow up after so long.