Crown Prince

The Tang Dynasty continued to prosper, but the Queen Zetian never appeared. In the past 200 years, the remote Dragon City, located between the four seas and the deep sea chaos, has just celebrated the 300th birthday of the prince.

"Prince, it's time to get up."

The mezzo soprano's voice sounded calm and without ups and downs, making Li Ying shiver in a daze.He shivered and wrapped the quilt around his head, twisted his waist and rolled into the depths of the green gauze cabinet, and sure enough, the cold breath was far away.

"..."

"Get up at Yinshi, and go to class at Maoshi...Prince, you still have a quarter of an hour."

The cold breath came along with the mezzo-soprano, and the little ball in the green gauze closet moved, but remained steadfast.

The middle-aged female official finally couldn't help the corners of her mouth twitching, and the palace lantern she held in her hand shook.

Your Highness Ninth Prince, you are not the No. 1 son who is the most troublesome of the mothers, because finally there is a son who can surpass you!

Prince, you are mighty! !

"Bolan, lift up the curtains, and put four palace lanterns by the bed." The female officer made a decisive move.

A certain prince curled up under the blanket, his eyelids twisted.Nima, you are a middle-aged bean curd sushi old hag--you wake up when you are still Yin and go to class when you are still young, and the young master is not a Qing Dynasty bald lady whose hairline stretches infinitely upwards. If you prepare a timetable for going to the study room, you think you are Kangxi! ! !

Sorry!Even if his father came in person, he wouldn't mind!Awow, Jiaojiao, you dead time-traveling girl, if you have a future, you don’t want to be a master. Sure enough, all time-traveling girls are against the protagonist. Aww, come back soon, I can’t bear it alone——

Tucao can't stop the eyes from pursuing the light, when Bo Lan tremblingly and three other maids each put a palace lantern around the ball on the bed, Li Ying finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"All for the Lord!!!" The prince frowned, jumped up from the quilt, and roared with a chicken coop on his waist: "It's going to rain, and the Lord is going to sleep-no one is allowed to stop it! Who wants it?" Stop me and ask someone to flush the toilet for the Dragon Queen!!!"

Bolan and the others shook their heads and lowered their heads in mourning.

Li Ying glanced at them, then raised her petite chin and arrogantly stared at the middle-aged female officer He Shui.

"Why don't you back down!"

He Shui clapped his hands without even raising his eyes, and four waitresses entered in a file, carrying water basins, towels, handkerchiefs, tea, bath beans, and everything else, and then four waitresses came in behind, each carrying a plate of dishes, each with their own dishes. With lowered eyebrows and narrowed eyes, his posture was like flowing clouds and flowing water, which made Li Ying hate him deeply.

It's all the fault of those old dragon beards. They say that the prince of the horse has been incarnated for almost a hundred years and he should start to study, etc., and because Jiaojiao's practice has entered a critical period, the transformation of the dragon is only in this 200 years. So his father simply allowed Jiaojiao to go back to his cave for retreat. The female officials and waitresses here are a radish and a hole, and finally there is a shortage of female officials. Well, those old dragon beards have an excuse to fill in people.

An old nun was stuffed in.

"Today is the crown prince's birthday, and the dragon kings from all the lakes and waterways of the dragon kings of the four seas will gather in Dragon City to celebrate you," the old nun said solemnly, "How can you sleep soundly like thunder in the crown prince's hall?"

Li Ying's black eyes widened, and he wrapped himself in the quilt in silence for a long time.

The female officer He Shui closed her mouth expressionlessly, her eyes glanced at the little white and tender pig's trotters exposed under the blue quilt, and she couldn't help but flash a smile.

"Forget it, since the crown prince is unwilling to get up, it is inevitable that the servants will go and invite the emperor in person." After she finished speaking, she glared at Bolan and the others who were still giggling, and left.

Bo Lan listened attentively to the female officer's footsteps, so he hurriedly motioned for the sisters to put down the palace lanterns, and cautiously went outside the quilt and shouted softly, "Prince? Aunt He Shui is gone?"

The quilt didn't move.

Bolan blinked, and hesitantly called out again.

"..." There was a small snoring sound from under the quilt.

Bolan straightened up silently, and raised his hand to wipe off the black line on his forehead.

Sure enough, it always happens like this... pretending to be sulking and stuffing yourself into the quilt, but actually wanting to hurry up and sleep... Prince, anyway, you will be called up by the emperor later, why bother?

She sighed meaningfully, turned around and walked around the green gauze cabinet to the living room separated by a row of small pure gold screens, signaling the maids to relax.In fact, they are also very difficult. Aunt He Shui is the dowry maid of the former Xihailong Empress. She is very old, and all the maids she taught are outstanding... But it is too strict, and they miss Jiaojiao very much. sister.I don't know how she is now.

Less than a quarter of an hour after the middle-aged female official left, the bright yellow figure of the emperor appeared outside the gate of the Prince's Hall.Bolan hurriedly led the maids to bow and salute.

Ran Xing glanced at the fresh dishes on the low table, everything from soup to cakes to vegetarian to meat.But his baby is only interested in food at this time in the morning.

"When did you sleep last night?" He asked in a low voice.

Bo Lan leaned back, and replied softly: "Go back to the emperor, the prince was asleep when he was."

"Yeah." Nian Xing walked slowly behind the screen, and the maids quietly pushed the door outside and closed it lightly.

As soon as he walked into the inner room, he heard his son's soft and sweet snoring, and he couldn't help showing a little smile on his face.The Dragon Emperor was too tall, and the green gauze cabinet in the Prince's Palace was a bit short for him, so he had to lean over and sit in it. The surroundings suddenly became darker, and he could only see a small bulge on the quilt, which was not obvious. ups and downs.

"Li Ying." He yelled casually, stretched out his hand and put it on the small bump, and suddenly his son's soft and transparent dragon breath, like crystal stew, came from his palm, lively and tender, very cute.

The little thing in the quilt still slept soundly, ignoring him.

So the Dragon Emperor raised his eyebrows and leaned down, hugged the small quilt ball with his broad and thick arms, his black hair like flowing water cascaded down to the sides of the small pillow, and his handsome face was full of interest.

"Long Er?" Yan Xing lowered his voice, appearing more mellow and sexy: "Baby? Still not up yet?"

A certain cub opened his small eyes, endured it, and within a few seconds couldn't help but explode, and a muffled voice came from under the quilt.

"Father, you are crushing me to death!! Baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!"

Nian Xing smiled slightly, straightened up a little according to his words, and lifted the quilt a little.As a result, his son's chubby little face the size of a palm was exposed, flushed with suffocation, and seemed to exude steaming steam with the fragrance of milk.

"It's like this every day, and I didn't see you behaved better." Nian Xing reached out to touch his son's tender face, and pinched his fat little chin by the way: "Your uncles are coming today, why don't you get up soon? "

A certain cub stared at him with watery eyes, and his petal-like lips were pouting.The chubby little arms hugged upwards.

"Ren Xing, get up early and kiss!"

The Dragon Emperor was stunned for a moment, and looked down at his son's coquettish and cute expression, and Wan Er couldn't help it.

He shook his head, and gently kissed his son's small mouth.Originally, the Dragon Emperor was not used to such an attitude, but when a certain cub was still a dragon cub, he often took advantage of the Dragon Emperor's father, so that it was taken for granted that the Dragon Emperor was terrible, and finally he simply enjoyed it.

He was quite proud of the small moments of being intimate with his son, only his cub in the entire Longyu would rely on his father so much.

A certain cub was intoxicated with glee for a moment, and thought in his heart that it was his father who made the attack, it's like the bridegroom of his lover is not me, it's fate playing tricks on people, so his goal is to seize every moment to take advantage of the sex, anyway The fat water does not flow to outsiders, Aoao.

"Get up." Nian Xing pulled his son out of the bed with force with both hands.A certain cub is pink and tender all over, with a chubby little body, round buttocks, and a pink penis, just like a fat and tender lamb.Every time Nian Xing came back to this moment, he deeply felt that although he was a single father, he did raise his son very well. Who wouldn't like it?

Li Ying stood in front of Long's father frankly wearing a pair of shorts, and then his father called the maids to dress him from left to right.

"Don't want that one." The prince said, pointing his short fat little finger at the clothes in the hands of another waitress: "Today's birthday, you should dress festively. Don't you all say that I always dress too plainly? Then Wear this."

Bolan's eyelids twitched, and he looked at the dress.Sure enough, it's either plain or... bling?She silently took the Crown Prince's Crown Clothes decorated with gold and silver hooks and pearls and gemstones, thinking, the prince usually looks down on His Royal Highness Pixiu, obviously he likes the same... clothes like His Royal Highness Pixiu, but he still needs it Pretending to be an elegant man, he usually wears blue or white, but today he finally revealed his true nature, right?Jiaojiao, you really see the true nature of the prince, you are worthy of being the prince's personal servant.

Li Ying didn't care what the girls under him were thinking, and stretched out his little arms happily to put on this extremely luxurious crown gown.

As always, Nian Xing sat aside and watched his son get dressed, his face was expressionless, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Xing Xing thought, the son has transformed into a form, it seems that almost 100 years is not very long?Just now he made a sneak gesture, why can he still only hug his thigh, not even his waist?Looking at the little thing, he put on his boots seriously, asked the waitress to comb his hands seriously, and ran to the mirror in a serious way to make a wise appearance-some couldn't help but want to laugh.

He hastily raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, with a deep look on his face.The son was very angry, and the last time he was angry, he took him to the corridor, but a row of maids couldn't help laughing, and the son ignored him for a few days, not even getting up early to kiss him.

Li Ying was taken care of by the waitress in a short while, so he sat cross-legged at the low table and began to eat breakfast.The Dragon Emperor was still sitting there, conjured up a book and read it.

So a certain cub sneaked out his little finger and pressed against the bowl of wooden milk——

"Drink it up." The Dragon Emperor's voice came in a deep voice.A certain boy looked up, but the other person's eyes were still scanning the book, and he didn't look at him at all.

A certain Zai Zai became more courageous, and continued to poke the bowl of wooden milk——

"Is Long'er going to feed you for your father?" Mian Xing said slowly.

Li Ying resolutely took the wooden milk in his small hand and drank it down.That time was really embarrassing, he was caught by his father on the spot pouring wooden milk into Ruciyu's fish tank, even though he hadn't transformed yet, his butt still suffered.His father beat him as soon as he beat him, but he still beat him in front of everyone, causing his heart to heal but not healed...

Almost finished eating, Li Ying asked Father Long shyly, "Last time you promised me not to let Pixiu come, did you not come today?"

The Dragon Emperor froze for a moment before realizing it.

"..."

Li Ying's face darkened, what is the meaning of this silence?Could it be that the humanoid killer is still here?

He stood up slowly, looked down at his protruding belly, and suddenly held his stomach and vomited: "Daddy, I... vomit—I'm afraid I have it. I shouldn't move too much when I'm pregnant, or stay Raise a baby in the bedroom—"

"..." Dragon Emperor.

"..." All the maids.

Bo Lan secretly glanced at the handsome face of the Dragon Emperor, who was as black as a pan, and thought, the crown prince is too cheating, you will have one time when His Majesty Paixiu comes...