Qianyuan, who had been woken up by Zejin's rubbing, looked up and saw two alien races she had never seen before.
He looked back at Zejin's pitiful and restrained expression and truly didn't know what to do.
Ze Jin's lips curled up subtly. He didn't push Qian Yuan too hard, but instead feigned grievance while forcing himself to stay strong, and said to Qian Yuan:
"Alright, Your Highness, please eat first. Don't let my precious prince go hungry."
Qianyuan: Conscience, painful.
However, when he caught a glimpse of the three large roasted whole lambs out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but freeze in shock.
"You're eating so much? I know, let's eat together as a group of four! Yeah, I'll try to eat more, it looks so delicious."
Zejin maintained his smile: "This is all for Your Highness alone. Please eat as much as you like. I can definitely afford to feed you. So make sure you eat your fill and don't go hungry."
Qianyuan: "How could I possibly eat so much? I can't finish it all..."
Although the whole roasted lamb smells delicious, he'll definitely cry towards the end.
Zejin: "You can eat several times more food than this in your dragon form, how could you not finish it?"
Qianyuan: "...Spirits don't take up much space in the stomach. They're like magic potions, melting in your mouth. All you digest is their demonic power. Humans, on the other hand, can only eat one bowl of rice and one bowl of vegetables."
Sometimes, Emperor Chongle would chase after him to feed him, trying every possible way to get him to eat more rice and less snacks.
Zejin remained silent.
The two brothers who were a major threat to us:
"Does that mean we can have dinner with the fairy together? And it's leftover food that wasn't taken by others?! Yay! Thank you, fairy!"
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