PART 05

Indeed, when the Ninth Prince returns later, how should we explain it

Rather than feeling restless each time, it would be better to just destroy it.

That black robe is quite alluring, truly exuding a myriad of charms

"Have him take that snow frog away! It's too poorly drawn; even if it scores high, I won't give it to Ninglu!" He pondered for a long time before finally speaking, with an air of lofty pride. The guards on either side responded softly, parting the crowd and coldly walking towards the little turtle, leading him to the edge of the stage and whispering something in low tones.

The Ninth Prince silently gazed at the snow frog, his long fingers continuously stroking his chin

I kept twisting my body, hoping to reduce the piercing and excruciating sensation of burning pain through friction

What is it?

"Back to the Palace!" He snorted, glancing at me quietly lying in the handkerchief, and suddenly raised his hand, directly throwing me out.

Oh dear, singing in such a nonsensical manner, is this person here to disrupt the performance? Whose child is up on that stage? Someone has started a manhunt.

I only realized halfway through my run, what am I doing? This is just a dream. Even if I encounter a handsome guy and feel a connection, it is merely a fleeting dream. What am I afraid of!

Finally, he took a piece of silk handkerchief and, through the handkerchief, pinched me.

I trembled my shrimp whiskers and cast him a gaze reminiscent of the first encounter between Yu Boya and Zhong Ziqi

I shyly ran, constantly turning my head to look at him, calculating the time it would take for him to catch up, my heart truly blossoming like the flowers in that spring.

The stone dissolved into powder in the water, while the little turtle raised its hammer and shouted with all its might. Poor that snow frog was struck until it foamed at the mouth, its limbs convulsing and twitching incessantly

Buddy, you need to be careful, hold me with your hands, I can sing the "Scallion Song," and my future is immeasurable! I threatened the guard holding me with a false sense of power, and that guard looked down at me, a kind of irritable frustration burning within him. He glanced up at the Ninth Prince ahead, who was leisurely walking with his hands behind his back. Suddenly, he extended a finger and with a snap, he forcefully flicked it against my head. I was flicked so hard that my brain felt like it was about to burst out. My big head shook left and right, and I fainted immediately. A kind of irritable frustration was burning within him, he glanced up at the Ninth Prince ahead, who was leisurely walking with his hands behind his back. Suddenly, he extended a finger and with a snap, he forcefully flicked it against my head. I was flicked so hard that my brain felt like it was about to burst out. My big head shook left and right, and I fainted immediately.

Alas! Sister is indeed still an emotionally immature old girl. Handsome guy, how can you use such an aggressive smile to defeat me in an instant

Even in my dreams, I can still feel the exquisite and magnificent nature of these jewels

"Shrimp, you may sleep well here!" After a swift ride over the water, he took me to a place surrounded by blooming sea flowers and seaweed, enveloped in a soft, faint blue glow, where various fish swam back and forth, gently swaying their tails.

I was terrified, just about to scream, when those two impressive and remarkable guards grabbed my arms from both sides.

I am amused, this guy should join the Writers' Association, he could easily win a Lu Xun Literary Prize, there is absolutely no problem with that, just look at how proficient he is in the style of the "lamb" writing!

He paused in front of the small one and said: "I will have someone deliver a true spirit pet to you. This little shrimp, I will mold into a human form with dew and keep it in my palace..."

What I care about is the reaction of the Ninth Prince

I lowered my head to look at myself, still adorned in a bright red gauze skirt, cinched at the waist with a shimmering golden belt. As I reached out to touch, my head was crowned with a dazzling golden hairpin, and my flowing hair cascaded down to my lower abdomen

My body was still burning fiercely, when a large hand reached out and gently wrapped me in a silk cloth. I opened my eyes in a daze and recognized one of the two guards with their nostrils in the air, who seemed to be beside the Ninth Prince.

Thus, my instinct as a female rogue erupted once again; with my face covered in pearl powder, I suddenly bared my teeth and let out a murmur from my throat towards him

I anxiously twisted my body, eagerly watching the Ninth Prince. The thought of him saying that the dew could shape a human form stirred my heart with excitement and fervor

The guard who was holding onto me immediately bowed and retreated backwards out of the room

I found it amusing, so I simply decided not to go inside and sat directly on the steps at the entrance, taking off my ornate golden hairpins and examining them one by one.

"If you don't perform again, I'll go home and make shrimp soup!" He was frustrated and directly threatened me. I was so scared that I shivered all over, but I immediately became alert and shouted loudly: "Alas, alas, alas, 0, more power, bounce, wave..."

"Go ahead, in this lifetime, you have a wonderful voice!" The Ninth Prince unexpectedly lowered his head and reached out his fingertip to touch me

The audience members who had just refuted me immediately switched sides, eagerly praising my singing: "It is truly ethereal and transcendent, the lyrics are vibrant..."

"Report to His Highness the Ninth Prince, it has been 6 hours! It seems that there is not much time left!"

What do I want to do

As soon as I turned my face, I saw him again

My frustration immediately highlighted the temperament of a female rogue

The Ninth Prince's hand immediately froze, as if struck by electricity, and he quickly turned his back, raising his hand to wave it.

Oh dear, I almost cried; this child's taste is just like mine. Such a complex song, and he has also discerned the resonance of high mountains and flowing water. In that instant, the tiny eyes of the shrimp immediately lit up.

"I spit on you, I will crush you!" I threw all the golden hairpins to the ground and kicked them with all my might. Seeing the pearls on the hair accessories being crushed into powder, I suddenly felt reluctant.

Is that snow frog not in need of treatment? I observed that the little turtle was walking along, and the white foam from the snow frog was flowing all the way, seemingly on the verge of death.

I gazed around with a dazed expression, trying my best to remember everything, for it is possible that before long, I will traverse again

"It's her, take her back to the palace..." The Ninth Prince, somewhat impatient, stood up, and his shimmering silver robe slipped down in an instant, resembling a silver moon, its fragmented reflection shimmering in the water.

How has it become more unsightly? How many hours has it been?

Your Highness, the Ninth Prince

Oh dear, I am truly embarrassed

"How is it like reciting a spell?" Finally, a buddy snapped back to reality, his eyes filled with confusion, looking as if he had been outsmarted by me

Ah, the talent of the shrimp is the luck of the shrimp. I have been listening to this celestial music, and my wish remains unfulfilled to this day. In fact, I often see the shrimp in the water, brushing past me. It swims in the upper layer of the water while I swim in the lower layer. Now, hearing this song, it is extraordinarily beautiful... Someone stands up and recites.

I had no time to scream; as I turned around, bang... I fell into the boundless darkness

Stewing soup ~ ! Is it my turn next? I was so frightened that I fell silent, watching the snow frog with sympathetic eyes all the way.

I exerted all my strength to grasp his index finger, refusing to let go. After a brief struggle, sensing my reluctance, he appeared somewhat disappointed and decided to enjoy the view himself.

How did he know that

The pearl powder spread out like a mist, and as I looked at the tip of my nose, a bright red column of blood dripped down steadily

Sigh... he let out a long sigh

That handsome man was truly startled and took a step back

I dashed into the pink veil, covering my face as I ran, and after a few seconds of surprise, that handsome guy indeed came after me as I had hoped.

There are as many as sixteen of them, no wonder they caused my head to ache. After removing all the golden hairpins, my entire head of black hair fell down, cascading behind me like a sea, intertwining with the bright red skirt, creating an absolutely striking visual impact

He directly squatted down and smeared it on his face in handfuls

As the water flowed over my body, I surprisingly experienced a sensation akin to being caressed by the spring breeze

Hehe, all the dragon sons of the Dragon Palace must call me Mother Empress

"To cast her into the myriad gardens, at last to be buried in the royal grounds!" The Ninth Prince pondered for a moment, then finally spoke, removing a pale pink pearl from his crown and gently placing it in a silk handkerchief

How is she? Someone leaned over, seemingly teasing something while looking at me. Even with my eyes closed, I could feel his movements pause for a moment.

As I saw that handsome guy rapidly approaching, I shyly turned my head, just about to concoct a way to throw a flirtatious glance when, in a moment of distraction, I suddenly bumped my head against the white jade pillar draped with pink gauze.

That poor snow frog had a huge stone placed on its belly. When the little turtle struck it with a hammer, I saw that the snow frog surprisingly turned its head away in a very human-like manner, silently shedding a stream of clear tears from its bulging eyes.

The guard, seeing my pitiful appearance, seemed to feel some compassion and silently looked at me. He then turned his head to gaze at the equally silent Ninth Prince.

I was happily applying cream, having finished my face and moving on to my neck. With my snow-white palms extended, I was lost in self-indulgence when suddenly I was startled by a sound from behind.

Sleep well, and in the next life, do not be a shrimp! He carefully placed me down and covered my body with tender green seaweed

I was somewhat confused and wanted to refute him. Come on, if there were choices, who on earth would want to be a shrimp!

All sounds came to a halt, leaving only the rustling sound of the satin as I twisted my body. After a long while, I vaguely heard the voice of the latecomer, who, with an extremely weary and disheartened tone, commanded: "Throw it out, it seems my efforts have ultimately been in vain, a waste of my time!"

This time he wore a long robe embroidered with a black and golden dragon, adorned with a golden crown, and had some soft long hair cascading down his back. A belt of the same color at his waist was edged with golden silk, and still hung that small crescent-shaped stone, which was originally dull and lackluster, but emitted a faint white soft glow the moment one approached.

With great joy, I extend my hands and offer myself up

I sat on the steps, carefully studying those golden hairpins, each of which was engraved with the tiny character for honey.

These are all good things, and they must not be wasted

Indeed, the Ninth Prince narrowed his eyes and silently looked over. After a while, he suddenly stood up and began to clap his hands, saying: "Good, not bad, delightful..."

The little one shivered slightly, forced a smile, and tightened their grip on me even more

I casually plucked a golden cloth and bit down on it with my teeth. My goodness, one side of my teeth immediately ached; it turned out to be pure gold.

In my view, these two drops of dew were already more than what others have, and now they have all been wasted! Too much dew may perhaps cost her life...

Then, you go! The Ninth Prince turned his face slightly, his cold gaze sweeping over the little one, who shivered and grabbed me, running up to the competition stage.

I immediately understood, I have returned to this dream again

This handsome guy is truly amazing, my sister is currently in a dream, clearly a stunning beauty from ancient times, yet he can actually see that in reality I am just a small shrimp

For some reason, when I saw him display such a smile, my heart suddenly twitched slightly, and I found myself uncontrollably turning my face and running away

"Are you going to abandon me?" I asked weakly

In my previous life, I was a small salesperson, selling gold every day. I could only touch it but never wear it, watching enviously as others adorned themselves with their most beloved gold jewelry, one piece at a time. In this life, I have traversed time and become a small shrimp that eats mud. Occasionally, I dream, and I still find myself touching what I cannot wear.

Who are you? What are you doing here?

No matter how good the things are, they cannot bring me out of the dream. I mean, what difference does it make if I am just drinking poison to quench my thirst? Holding that handful of golden and lovely ornaments, I suddenly became irritable

The bead was icy cold; as soon as my body made contact with it, I immediately felt a reflexive surge throughout my entire being

"Summer Honey?" He hesitated slightly and called out softly, his expression a mix of surprise and restraint. Standing there, he was clearly overwhelmed with emotions deep down, yet he dared not take another step closer.

What I want to do is ... ... Mother of Dragons

This has made me somewhat unhappy

I felt a bit shy, and once I stepped forward, my tail wouldn't wag at all; I just went limp like a dead shrimp. Xiaoxiao, feeling anxious, kept pulling me and shaking me, causing the audience to burst into laughter.

Then, he slowly revealed a smile that could be described as gentle, much like the budding of spring trees. His deep black eyes, akin to the most powerful black holes, desperately pulled you in, drawing you into their depths.

Upon leaving the residence of the Ninth Prince, he began to race across the water, the flow parting violently before him. Everything around transformed into colorful threads, and countless halos emerged from between these threads, likely from bioluminescent creatures in the sea.

Generally, it takes two hours to shape, but why is it that this shrimp, after shedding its shell, cannot be shaped for a long time

"Look, look, he has conjured a hammer!" Yet, little Xiao Xiao would not let me concentrate, continuously pinching me and swinging me around with his fingers

How can I describe this sigh? Even if I were to go back to elementary school and learn more adjectives, I still would not be able to express the sense of loss and despair within it

In my unbearable pain, I hazily opened my eyes again and saw the Ninth Prince's eyes, which seemed to genuinely sympathize with me, prompting me to instinctively struggle and flick my little tail.

The sound of this shrimp is very pleasant, carrying a soft tail tone. After the scallion song speeds up, it presents a unique flavor. Once the song is finished, I glance at the audience below, drenched in cold sweat; everyone is petrified.

I waited for his hand to reach out, waiting and waiting, while his pair of dark, piercing eyes stared at me, as if hesitating over something.

I feel as if my entire body is engulfed in flames, with a surging heat coursing through my limbs and bones, and a flickering flame burning within my lungs, continuously blazing fiercely

Little Turtle Sun's face immediately fell, as he stepped forward, holding the snow frog upside down, and jumped off the stage

Xiao Xiao said disdainfully: "Such a useless pet, bringing it back is just for making soup, what a waste of medicine!"

My sister's greatest skill is the "Scallion Song". Once this song is performed, it is unmatched in the world. With a rapid-fire series of loud shouts, no one can resist its charm

Here there are continuous pink drapes, here there is a long hall, and by the way, here is an old giant shell that is too tough to bite, containing 40-watt Philips light bulbs.

I do not care at all about the audience's reaction; letting them listen to such an adorable song is far ahead of its time, and I have no expectation that they will understand it at all

Sister is determined to turn over a new leaf and start anew! Any unpleasant prelude can be disregarded, as long as one can become a better person, what is there to be concerned about?