Chapter 1007 - Mo Qianer Is Jealous
Evil Prince, Come Play With Me
The dragons in her memories covered the mountains and hovered in the clouds. Flowers bloomed and the scenery was like a painting. The descendants of the dragons loved one another. How beautiful was that scene?
But now, it had fallen apart.
Lu Fenying sat down. âIf you want me to help you, it depends on your performance.â
âIâll satisfy you. Youâre the master, I canât not satisfy you.â After saying these words, Mo Qianâer left with the crown prince.
Lu Fenying clenched his fists, his eyes cold. It was different after the seal was broken. Her words now carried some arrogance.
So what if she has a temper? Sheâs still my slave!
Mo Qianâer got into the carriage, and Lu Fenying followed her in.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
She frowned. âIs Your Majesty going too?â
Lu Fenying glanced at her coldly and didnât answer.
Mo Qianâer also realized that she had asked the obvious. What else could he be doing?
The crown prince chuckled.
His awkward father was clearly going to help his mother attack Heavenly Palace Cliff; he was coming along to understand the situation. His mother was really slow.
How on earth did the two of them get together?
One didnât say anything and other people had to guess his thoughts.
The other was stupid; you would be waiting until the end of time for her to guess correctly.
He really wanted to grow up so that he could talk and help them communicate. If this continued, the two of them would only grow further and further apart, and they wouldnât be able to be a loving family anymore.
How pitiful; he was only a few months old and already had to worry about his parents.
Realizing that her son was laughing at her, Mo Qianâer pretended to glare at him. âWhat a silly smile.â
In the end, the crown prince smiled even more happily and rubbed his hands and feet against her chest.
A pair of big hands picked him up and a low voice rang out. âYouâre sneaky even when youâre being carried.â
The crown prince waved his hands. See? He knew that was the most effective move. As long as he touched his motherâs chest, his father, who didnât like hugging him, would definitely hug him.
A mother was soft and carried an air of maternal love.
But a father was a big and broad existence, and a childâs mountain.
His father, in particular, was especially manly and tyrannical.
Apart from his bad temper, there was nothing else to criticize. He was handsome and strong, and although he didnât like the crown prince, he didnât ignore him.
He wasnât like his father in his previous life, who had a bunch of sons whom he didnât see at all. As a son who wasnât valued, truly no one had cared about him at all, and he had been thrown into the harem to find his own way to survive.
This fatherâs harem was bare, and he only had one son.
What a great father. He didnât want his mother to leave him.
Mo Qianâer was a little jealous. âYour Majesty doesnât even want to look at him, but he likes you quite a lot. How heartless.â
Lu Fenying frowned. âItâs not like I want him to like me.â
Mo Qianâer snatched the crown prince away. âIf you donât want him, why are you carrying him? Give him to me.â
Lu Fenying looked at her coldly. âMo Qianâer, Iâm very displeased with your attitude.â
Mo Qianâerâs heart skipped a beat. She had regained her memories, and her haughtiness from when she was young was indeed affecting her temper.
The dragon race still needed to be saved. Lu Fenying was still useful.
Although he really regarded her as a slave, he was still a benefactor of the dragon race. She shouldnât treat him like this.
That was right, she shouldnât.
âI was wrong. Let me carry the crown prince. He can sense if you donât like him, which wonât be good for his growth.â Mo Qianâer sat on the other side with the crown prince in her arms.
Lu Fenying indeed didnât feel much for this son, so he let her take him.