The paper man I raised is a dragon boss

A drowned silence.

Nan Xiao looked at the little dragon cub in front of him, the first thought that crossed his mind was absurdity, followed by an inexplicable sense of grievance and loss, wrapping his heart tightly like sticky spider silk.

He exhaled lightly and said softly.

"You change back."

The little dragon cub disappeared in the mist, as if taking all their feelings during this time with them.

There was a sharp pain in his heart, and Nan Xiao lowered his eyes, avoiding Han Yuan's deep eyes.

"...You were ambushed by interstellar pirates because of the cosmic turbulence, so you entered the game?"

"Ah."

"Because of serious injuries, you can only maintain the appearance of a dragon cub?"

Nan Xiao didn't wait for Han Yuan's answer, and continued talking on his own.

"You accompanied me like a cub in the game, I'm not angry, but—"

He looked up suddenly.

Han Yuan stood by the bed, the young man reflected in his pupils was pale because he was still sick, but the end of his eyes was crimson.

The voice that came out seemed to be trying to hold it back, but just as soon as a word was uttered, there was a trill.

"But why, last time we talked about it, you still pretend to be a kid to lie to me?"

It was obviously a question, but Nan Xiao's voice was weak and trembling, and his tone seemed particularly aggrieved.

"Yesterday, the dead man who came to assassinate yesterday had a time bomb on him. You didn't tell me anything, and you jumped off the roof with explosives. I, I..."

I thought Zai Zai was going to die.

Sad and regretful almost going crazy.

The results of it?

It turned out that his cub turned out to be the Son of the Dragon Clan, and dealing with an explosive was a breeze, and there was no danger to his life at all.

His worry, and his care of Zai Zai for so long like a real cub, is like a farce.

Nan Xiao held the quilt in his palm and rubbed the fabric unconsciously, but within a few moments his fingertips turned red.

"……sorry."

The throat was choked and uncomfortable, Nan Xiao took a moment to speak.

"It's because...you still don't trust me because of the Dragon Clan, right?"

So I still stand by my side as a little dragon cub, as the last move to draw out the internal response arranged by Yue Huaiying.

He and Zai Zai have been together for so long, and he was deceived.

Of course, others would not be suspicious, no one would associate Han Yuan, the holy son of the dragon clan, with a milky little dragon cub.

Han Yuan's eyes darkened, and there was a trace of complicated emotions that he couldn't see clearly in his eyes, which were usually calm, and he replied almost immediately.

"no."

"Then tell me why—"

His throat was already hurting badly, Nan Xiao spoke in a hurry, and couldn't help bowing down and coughing.

A glass of warm water was brought to his lips and fed into his mouth little by little with great care.

Han Yuan's voice was warm and deep, with a hoarse tone.

"Because I like Your Highness."

Nan Xiao subconsciously froze for a moment.

The warm water slid down the throat, and with this sentence, it burned up, almost burning the lungs.

He lowered his eyelashes in the posture of drinking water, but his eyes still uncontrollably glanced at the people around him quietly.

Han Yuan's long and narrow phoenix eyes were filled with warm light, his thin lips were tightly pressed into a sharp arc, his face was solemn and helpless, and the tips of his ears were so red that it was not what he should have. look.

"At that time, I told His Highness about the engagement... I think His Highness should understand what I mean."

"The other day, His Highness also said that he wanted to bring the little dragon cub from the game to his home."

Nan Xiao's eyelashes trembled a few times, listening quietly.

"If I tell His Highness now that I continue to pretend to be a little dragon cub by His Highness's side in order to accompany His Highness and make His Highness happy, will you feel better?"

He heard Han Yuan's voice become hoarse.

"But it's not like this. I lied to His Highness only because I can be by His Highness's side and look at His Highness all the time with the appearance of a little dragon cub."

"Perhaps it can make His Highness like Xiaolong Cub more and more. When the day his identity is discovered, His Highness will not be willing to leave me."

A moment of silence.

"That's selfish, isn't it?"

Nan Xiao took a deep breath, mustered up the courage to raise his eyes, and met Han Yuan's gaze.

His mind was in a mess, and his temples were so painful that he couldn't think.

He didn't know if he could handle such feelings.

I don't know how to answer Han Yuan now.

The young man closed his eyes and said softly.

"...you just leave me alone for a while, okay?"

The waiter held the medicine and pushed open the door of the little prince's bedroom.

His Highness has been comatose on the bed for two days, and the fever barely subsided until today.

The only thing to be happy about is that His Royal Highness seems to have finally come to terms with it, and no longer likes that slag dragon who is unmarried and has children.

When Lord Han Yuan left His Highness's room that day, his expression was terribly cold.

And for the past two days, I have come to ask about His Highness's condition every day, but I have never met His Highness again.

The waiter felt that this was a good omen. His Highness was in good health except for his poor health, so he should be matched with a better person.

"Your Highness, it's time for you to drink the medicine... Are you feeling better?"

"much better."

After two days of comatose sleep, my chaotic thoughts finally sorted out a little bit, at least not so drowsy anymore.

Nan Xiao took the medicine bowl, drank it all in one gulp, and asked casually.

"Has Han Yuan been here today?"

"I've been here, but I was soon persuaded by the doctor to leave."

The waiter hesitated for a moment, and whispered.

"I heard that Mr. Han Yuan was injured. He was injured in the explosion that day. He kept it a secret for a few days. It wasn't until two days ago that he coughed up blood and was found out, so he invited a doctor to see him."

"Kang".

The medicine bowl was dropped on the table with a muffled sound.

Nan Xiao's pupils narrowed slightly, and he repeated: "Was he injured in the explosion?"

"Yeah, after all, the incident happened suddenly that day. Unexpectedly, the assassin even wanted his own life. He was carrying explosives with him. It is normal for Mr. Han Yuan to be injured. Fortunately, Your Highness, you are fine—"

Nan Xiao directly interrupted his words.

"Where is Han Yuan now?"

"Your Highness, your fever has just subsided and you need to rest..."

Nan Xiao raised his voice: "Where is he now, take me there."

He followed the waiter up the corridor of the outer hall of the palace.

There was a palace there, which was originally for the princes to live in, but his father had only two children, he and his brother, and they had moved out as adults, so these palaces were left unused.

"In the past few days, envoys from other races have come to the imperial capital to meet His Majesty, and this area has been designated for the envoys to live in. It is not easy for Master Han Yuan to be found living here."

Nan Xiao nodded, and unconsciously quickened his pace.

Before he reached the door of Han Yuan's room, he saw a guard coming out with a washbasin.

Nan Xiao ran into him in a hurry and looked down, only to find that the water in the basin was dark red and exuded a strong smell of blood.

His complexion changed slightly, and he asked in a low voice.

"This is... who was injured so badly?"

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Haihai wishes babies a happy new year!

His Royal Highness and Han Yuan also wish everyone a happy new year!

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