2395: The Gentle Crown Prince

The Gentle Crown Prince

The august crown prince would definitely not show such a scary expression in front of Lady Qiaoqiao.0

This black-bellied double-dealer, this scary baddie, was glaring ferociously at the sapling! Just wait until the little master returns. Qiuqiu will definitely! Tell! On! Him!

Mo Lian pressed down the little guy with a single finger. He asked coldly, "Can you determine specific coordinates?"

"I cannot!"

"Hm?"

A certain little treant who was panicking from the august crown prince's scary stare hastily waved his branches and added, "Only, only the gen-general direction. I-I, I will be able to pin-pinpoint Masta's exact location o-once I g-get within 50 kilometers."

Very good! Mo Lian did not say anything and merely gently patted the sapling's head.

The sapling felt pity for his head. It was as if it was in danger of getting squashed by a certain person.

"Little Seven." Crown Prince Mo called out lightly.

"Do you know what to do?" The august crown prince looked extremely gently toward the little treant.

Qiuqiu's entire body shuddered. He automatically carried his little masta's body into Paradise Planet.

Did he dare say he didn't know?

Soon, the people kneeling inside the courtyard heard a thunderous boom.

A golden light shot out and up from the roof.

Fang Su furrowed his brows. Once he made out what it was that was spiraling above his head, he jumped up in shock. He hastily tried to run after them and waved his hand while shouting, "Your Highness! Your Highness the Crown Prince!"

"Zou Huan, the eight of you go on ahead to the capital first." Mo Lian instructed insipidly while standing on Little Seven's back.

There was no extra explanation or other nonsense. It was purely a single directive.

"Yes." Zou Huan lowered his head and received the order. He did not ask anything else either.

On the contrary, that Eunuch Hu frantically got up and rushed toward the heir apparent on the flying dragon's back. He shouted, "Your Highness, you, where are you headed? You cannot just leave like this! His Majesty the Emperor is currently waiting for you to return to Dragon Flame City… Ah! Your Highness! Your Highness!"

He watched helplessly as that apathetic lord flew off on the dragon without even sparing them a glance.

Eunuch Hu was about to break down!

Commander Fang Su was feeling the same way. Other than going ballistic, he felt that words could no longer describe his feelings right now.

His Highness's capriciousness was completely out of his expectations…

Even though the vassal princes in the capital were also arrogant and overbearing, there was no one like this!

He clearly knew that the emperor had been waiting for him in the capital city for a long time, yet he still stuck to his own way, doing whatever he happened to think of. He just ran off by himself without any explanation!

This, how were they supposed to deal with this!?

As Mo Lian stood on the dragon's back, he looked indifferently into the distance. He had completely blocked out the fierce wind, so his hair and clothes were in neat order.

"I remember that there is an extremely cold place inside the borders of the Ultramarine Province." Mo Lian said apathetically, "The icebound snow territory."

Little Seven whipped his tail beautifully and leaped straight into the clouds.

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*Swish!* A purple-feathered arrow whizzed past a clump of icy snow. It glinted before lodging into the back leg of a snow deer.

That snow deer whinnied and fell down on the spot. It then crawled forward with its hooves as it bleated plaintively.

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