After using his insect kiss to seal the sleeping black dragon several times and rubbing its body with his scent, the Insect King raised his head in satisfaction.
You can’t rub it anymore, or you’ll wake the dragon up.
He was also afraid that if he continued rubbing, he wouldn't be able to help himself.
Iriels gently wrapped his six claws around Jingxia, pulled the dragon into his arms, and spread his wings that covered his lower abdomen, ready to take him away from the crystal pile.
Jing Xia frowned in his sleep and felt something poking at his back. He swung his tail impatiently, trying to knock away the thing.
Iriels quickly wrapped his tail around the thorny dragon's tail, patted the dragon in his arms soothingly with one claw, and a drop of cold sweat fell on his forehead.
You can't hit it with your tail!
Iriels let out the soft hissing of a Zerg mother coaxing her young, and after lulling the dragon to sleep again, he spread his wings, carried the dragon, and slowly flew to the mountain of gold coins where they had slept before.
The top of the Gold Coin Mountain has been flattened and slightly concave, forming the shape of a dragon's nest.
Carefully placing the dragon at the bottom of the nest, Iriels gathered his insect wings and wrapped them around himself again as if burned by fire.
Block it! Block it! We must block it!
The black dragon, who was sleeping soundly, had no idea that the other giant beast was having some unspeakable thoughts about him. After the dragon's tail was released, it turned over, revealing its soft belly.
The white scales on his abdomen had been covered in black, making them harder, but he slept soundly in the familiar and reassuring dragon scent, the scales on his abdomen clinging to his skin, feeling very soft.
Iriels subconsciously clenched the gold coin in his claws, resisting the urge to rub it. He took a deep breath, dropped the irregular golden ball in his claws, and slid towards the pile of crystals where Jing Xia had been.
He needs to eat... to suppress another "appetite".
…………
After sending the Abyss Hound away, Di Xiu returned to the center of the empire. He did not go home, but came to the palace.
The crown prince arrived earlier than him and was crying, asking the emperor to pass the throne to him later.
"Dad! I just finished fighting! Can we hold the coronation ceremony later?"
The emperor bared his eight brilliant white teeth and calmly delivered the final blow to the crown prince: "No! I already issued the notice before you returned."
Crown Prince: QAQ I think you just want to push the government affairs to him as soon as possible!
Emperor: Haha!
No one can stop me from retiring!
No one can stop me from retiring!
The emperor rubbed his son's head happily, his eyes narrowed into slits with a smile, and watched Di Xiu walk into the room.
"Are you done?" "Yeah."
Di Xiu waved his hand to let the servants following him leave, and he moved a chair over to watch the show.
He lazily leaned back in his chair, his long legs crossed, his fingers interlaced on his knees. He glanced up at the crying Crown Prince and asked, "What's the matter? It sounds like you don't want to succeed to the throne anymore?"
The Crown Prince wiped his tears, stood up, and straightened his clothes. Although he was a crown prince of noble status, he lowered his head like a child who had made a mistake.
"no……"
Just... a little worried.
He was worried that he was not qualified for this position that shouldered the fate of the people of the empire.
"No what? Weren't you so confident before? Why are you scared now that it's happening?"
The emperor kicked his son's calf without any courtesy, glanced at Di Xiu, and said, "What are you afraid of? Anyway, we still have me and this guy."
Di Xiu rubbed the thumb of his left hand against the phalanx of his right index finger, his eyes fixed on his hand. "Your father and I will attend the commendation ceremony in a few days. Perform well then."
Crown Prince: “Oh” QAQ
Before he could regret the leisure time he was about to lose, his father and brother put their arms around his shoulders.
"Come on, come on, open two bottles of my treasured collection and give them to you to celebrate. I've seen your performance on the battlefield, it's not bad! You're very much like me back then!"
The Crown Prince looked at Di Xiu with a look of help.
Both eyes were filled with "save me".
"etc"
Di Xiu called out to the emperor.
The Crown Prince's eyes lit up.
He knew that the admiral was the most reliable!
Di Xiu stood up and walked towards the two of them, and with a smile, he put his arm around the Crown Prince's other shoulder.
"Count me in."
Crown Prince: ...
The emperor glared at Di Xiu, looking past his son. "Why are you here to celebrate with me and my son? And don't waste my treasures with that bottomless stomach of yours."
Crown Prince: ...
My dear father, why do I feel that the last sentence of yours is the key point?
Di Xiu retorted lazily, "Who wants to drink yours? I have my own."
The emperor's eyes lit up. "That's great! Bring it out and make two cups for my son too."
Di Xiu nodded: "Okay."
The two men carried the despairing crown prince on their left and right and went to the back garden.
Crown Prince: Is there any hope for the future of this empire?
…
After a while, the battle-hardened Crown Prince was drunk by his two "most respected" elders. He hugged an exquisite wine bottle and cried and complained.
He complained about his idol image being shattered, about his father wanting nothing more than to retire and passing the job to him as if he were on vacation, and about his aide-de-camp being apathetic and always demanding he write work reports in strict accordance with the format like a graduation thesis...
Woohoo, his life is so miserable...
The crown prince cried and complained, and even burped in between as a break.
The two people next to him were amused by his behavior.
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