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Transmigration: From Dragon Princess To Pampered Granddaughter

The most cherished Little Princess of the Dragon Clan has fallen on hard times, living in an era of scarce provisions. Thankfully, she had a grandmother who doted on her as much as life itself. She drank brown sugar water every day and ate chicken eggs for every meal, making her plump and fair-skinned; she also donned new clothes for every season. All the young women and newlywed brides from miles around were envious of her naturally good fortune. However, the Little Princess had her woes: she was a dragon, and she craved meat, meat, meat!! Watch as she flexed her Dragon's Prestige — With just a glimpse at the trees, wild chickens would stiffly drop to the ground. If she stood next to the river, the fish inside would voluntarily leap onto the shore. Merely standing still, wild rabbits would run into her thigh... And as the Dragon Clan were fiercely protective of their food, she would fight anyone who dared to snatch her eats. Her fierce reputation extended far and wide, causing children in her group to take detours around her. Many people sneered: "With such a greedy, delicate and fierce character, she will definitely remain unmarried!" A certain Great Demon King who followed her said, "Marry me and become my wife. My home has endless supplies of canned beef, beef jerky, Dabai rabbit milk candy, imported chocolates, and various kinds of meat..."

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Chapter 50: I Have Them All at Home

Helian Qiao thought the Bad Dragon was playing another mischief to tease her, so she stiffened her neck and said righteously, "Ling Chenyuan is you, and you're the big fraud! I hate you the most!!"

She wasn't scared of him at all!

At the worst, she would just be carried up into the sky by him again!!

Gu Tingyun's little eyebrows started to frown, "My name is Gu Tingyun, and not Ling Chenyuan."

He was a bit unhappy that the little turtle had mistaken him for someone else.

But then he thought about it and was slightly joyous, as Little Turtle disliked him not because he was himself, but because she hated that big fraud, Ling Chenyuan.

Helian Qiao's face filled with brave resolve froze in an instant: "What?"

Gu Tingyun, with all seriousness, said word by word, "My name is Gu Tingyun. It comes from Tao Yuanming's poem, 'Tingyun': the clouds are still, the rain is mist."