Crown Prince

Jiaojiao held the little prince Long and hurriedly squatted down and responded: "I know...but I don't know if the prince needs to change clothes?"

Having said this, the people beside the spirit pond all fell silent in unison.

Yan Xing looked at his son who was even more tender in the girl's tender hands, and suddenly thought of those teacup dogs he saw in another world. Their mistresses were very keen on buying all kinds of small clothes...

"Emperor—servant..." Jiaojiao raised her head and looked boldly at the Dragon Emperor, her eyes sparkled: "The servant is willing to make clothes for the prince, and you can do it with half a cup of tea!!"

"..." Li Ying.

"..." Dragon Emperor.

Li Ying turned over and stared at the female officer's charming face with strange eyes.This product...wouldn't it also be worn?Why does it feel so weird?

"Cough, no need," Yan Xing coughed lightly, "You just—you just..." He pondered for a long time, but finally ran out of words.

"You just" what... put the prince in your arms?Or serve it on a gold plate and jade plate?You can't tie a bow on the prince's thin neck, can you?If he took him there by himself, the dragon chair was still far away from the lower head, so should he hold his son high and show it to his brothers, nephews and all the ministers?Even the slightly older and older officials may not be able to see clearly.

Li Ying nimbly rolled over with his tail in his arms, raised his small dragon head and glared at his father.Are you at a loss for words?Could it be that this crown prince is so shady - doesn't even have a proper adjective? ! !

With a guilty conscience, Yan Xing avoided his son's accusing eyes, stroked his long sleeves as if nothing had happened, turned around, let the female officer hold the lamp, and went straight to the main hall of Xuanyuan.

He really doesn't remember what the cubs of other clan brothers look like, whether they are the same size as his Li Ying... It's just that in his impression, even the youngest nephew, Pixiu, seems to be the size of his palm, and the prototype of Pixiu is still Be bigger.Looking at his son's lively appearance, it doesn't look like he was born with malnutrition... How could the son of his majestic dragon clan be so young and petite?

The Dragon Emperor couldn't figure it out. When he was young, the mysterious and yellow land was the ancient prehistoric world. How could there be such things as mirrors?He has always been superior to others, and he has always paid attention to his appearance... What a worry, it only took three days for his son to break the egg, and I don't know how long it will take to transform?At this time, His Majesty the Dragon Emperor realized that it was not easy to raise a child, and suddenly he had a little bit of admiration for Wang Han that he did not want to admit.

After all, it's nothing more than a son, but he was born with anxiety like Li Ying, so he was spoiled and spoiled.

Not long after Li Ying was born, although he looked lively, he was too young after all.He tossed about all day today, and by the time Jiaojiao gestured on him with all kinds of materials, he was already wilting on the soft couch, curled up into a cute little ball.

"Sister," the waitress named Bolan stood aside and handed the materials to Jiaojiao, and couldn't help whispering, "It's getting late, let's make a decision quickly." To say something disrespectful, His Royal Highness With such a small body, half a veil can be wrapped up, even if it is carefully sewn and embroidered, it is not worth it if you can't see anything... I don't know where my sister has such patience to ponder.

Jiaojiao happily changed a piece of material in Bolan's hand, then leaned over and gestured carefully on Xiao Zai Zai.She secretly touched the soft and warm back of a certain dragon cub through the fabric, tsk tsk, even the dragon scales are so delicate, and they are still too cute pink.

"Oh, you don't know..." She couldn't help but sigh: "Cutes like this are rare to meet." Who in Longyu knows that Dragon Emperor Hanxing may only have this one child in his life , that is to say, Xuanyuan Palace will never have a second little master, a cute thing, for her to drool... If you miss this village, you won't have this shop!

The dragon cub lying on the couch lazily opened his half-closed eyes, stared at her, turned around, and closed them again.He flicked the small dragon's tail slowly, seemingly calm on the surface, but his heart was like a stormy sea.Nima actually met a time-traveling girl!

Weidao looked at him like that before, maybe he is not only a time-traveling girl but also an evil rotten girl...

His whole dragon is about to fall off, and the inner core has completely stopped functioning.To be honest, although he really reincarnated again with his memory, he really didn't realize that he had encountered the miracle of time travel and rebirth—naturally, he didn't expect that there was someone else besides him.

A certain dragon cub's neck was a little sore, so he leaned on the other side.He thought about it, and felt that his situation was different from that of this girl.No matter what he said, he could be considered to have traveled back to his own home, and the girl of the other family had really traveled to an inexplicable different time and space, and even turned into a dragon monster.It should be... I heard from his father that the female officials in each palace must be born as jiao girls—Jiao, the genus of dragon, without horns is called jiao.Compared with other sea tribes, Jiaolong can be regarded as a distant relative who is not very noble. Although he is lower in all aspects, at least he is closer in blood.

Compared with this girl, he is really quite lucky.

Jiaojiao thought about it for a while, and finally compromised. This thing is too small, and it's useless for her to learn how to embroider well after wearing it for a long time.She looked at the stacks of smooth, bright and colorful materials around her unwillingly, and finally took a piece of pink-blue silk material to make a fancy bowknot, and adorned a round and bright pearl in the middle. .

"Sister Jiaojiao... This, this is not good, is it?" Bolan couldn't help sweating on his forehead because he was young and bold.Once this strange knot is tied on by the prince, it will not have the air of being the prince of the palace, it is clearly a cute little thing.

Jiaojiao looked intoxicatedly at Xiaolong's little body stiffened in a daze, and let her wear the bow tie around her neck.The big bow almost covers the pink little dragon baby, it makes people laugh when looking at it, but it makes people feel pity and love for him.She secretly regrets that there is no such thing as a digital camera in this ghost age, otherwise she would have to take a photo of the little prince and directly post it on Weibo.

"Okay, take... hold the crown prince, let's go." Jiaojiao pretended not to hear the trembling advice from her subordinates, and waved her hand bluntly, and a row of maids hurriedly went to the main hall of Xuanyuan where the banquet was being held.

The Dragon Prince broke the egg, this is a major event in the Dragon Domain.From Xuanyuan Hall to the cliff outside the hall, tables and rows are full, from the noble Dragon King of the Four Seas, the Royal Family of Bohai Sea, to the elders of Dragon City, all the close officials, and finally to the dragon kings, big and small, all over the world. There are gold cups, silver cups and jade plates on top of which are delicacies, fruits and vegetables, fine nectar and jade liquid, and there are charming maids standing behind them holding a glazed palace lantern.In the long empty space in the middle, there are several groups of glamorous courtesans, and there is a charming dance at a certain distance.The sound of cups colliding was endless, everyone was chatting and laughing, and the atmosphere was very warm.

"Zhanzhan is exposed, the sun is not shining. Tired of drinking at night, if you don't get drunk, you can't go home..." The charming Sheng music echoed in the majestic palace with the more explicit beauty of the mussel girls, and the heavy curtains and light gauze fluttered with each other. Lightly blowing with water vapor.

From time to time, the uppermost curtain was gently rolled up, revealing the lazy and reclining figure of the Dragon Emperor.

"Why hasn't my nephew come yet?" Zhaoming sat at the head of Xianren, but he couldn't wait: "The last time I saw him, he was still a little ball, but I don't know what he looks like now? Is he like my elder brother, or like me?" Li Zhu?"

Xianren raised his glass and drank lightly, and when he heard the words, he gave him a sideways glance, and said with a sneer: "He can't fly or crawl now, but he's just a newborn baby, can you still expect him to come by himself... Besides, the prince hasn't yet transformed, How can you tell whether he looks like Big Brother or Li Zhu?"

Zhaoming is embarrassed, but is fascinated by Xianren's coquettish gaze, wanting to stare at it but not too embarrassed.He always did what he wanted, so he boldly looked around, reached out from under the case, and squeezed his brother's silky and slender hand.

"I...I'm not in a hurry...Why did you bury me like this..." The Red Dragon King hesitated for a long time, and leaned into the ear of the elegant young man with a blushing face and muttered: "You...you are so bad..."

"Pfft——" the unlucky Dragon King of Xihai, who accidentally discovered the adultery of his brothers, spurted out three meters of fine wine, causing the beautiful maidservants dancing in the middle to whimper and throw their sleeves to blame.

Zhaoming's handsome and rigid face immediately flushed red, and his hands retracted as if they were electrocuted.

The Dragon King of the West Sea wiped his mouth in embarrassment, and before he could recover, he was ridiculed by his second brother, who is always gentle and kind: "Look at your promise, but if the third child is not good at all, it's worth being like you." ? Just like a rotten scholar!"

He threw away the drool-wiping veil, and silently endured his brother's anger.It's understandable, understandable... After all, he interrupted someone's good deed...

"Father, Uncle Second...why... call you fermented bean curd?" Pixiu little friend appeared again, sitting obediently next to his father and sucking his finger: "Ferth curd... um, delicious!"

Zhengheng was even more embarrassed, turned his head and scolded: "Pixiu! Eat your food obediently!"

Pixiu raised his head, looking at his father with big watery eyes, his round little face was white and tender, his small nose and small mouth were ignorant and innocent.

Zhengheng failed miserably.Today, except for the absence of the eldest son, the second son and the third son, he brought all the other sons and sat behind the dragon kings... Only this youngest son, I really don't feel relieved to let him be by the side of those boys, but tied to himself, but And always getting into trouble.

"Pixiu, be good, I will see my little cousin soon." The Dragon King of the West Sea had no choice but to comfort his son.He watched his son's chubby little buttocks start to rub against the table, and the food was not good, so he was afraid that he would wander around and scratch the jewel-encrusted walls of his elder brother's house.

Pixiu crawled and crawled up to his father's lap and sat down, then said to Zhaoming solemnly: "Uncle Three, Paixiu...Pixiu saw you sneaking around...Second Uncle's hand..." He tilted his little head and thought for a while, Stretching out her little hand shyly: "Don't need too many Pixiu...one...uh, two beads are fine...the kind that are round..."

Zhaoming's face blushed again.Xianren stared straight at his fourth brother with a sharp gaze, and the Dragon King of Xihai touched his straight nose with a wry smile.

At this moment, a chorus came from the side of the hall.

"His Royal Highness is here—"

The hall suddenly fell silent.