Mo Qian'er Is Jealous

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. "If you want me to help you, it depends on your performance."

"I'll satisfy you. You're the master, I can't not satisfy you." After saying these words, Mo Qian'er 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? She's still my slave!

Mo Qian'er got into the carriage, and Lu Fenying followed her in.

She frowned. "Is Your Majesty going too?"

Lu Fenying glanced at her coldly and didn't answer.

Mo Qian'er also realized that she had asked the obvious. What else could he be doing?

The crown prince chuckled.