“This is the laurel cake Mother made for me. Auntie used a special spell to preserve it for me…. I, I’ll give you this piece to eat.” His eyes were full of reluctance when trying to move away from the pastry.

  Seeing the sort of face Jin Tian was making, Ji Song immediately shook her head: “No, you eat it.”


  “No Big Sister, you take it. Once Mother takes a break, she will make more for me.” Despite saying that, the drooling saliva coming out of his mouth said it all – that a person’s words are not always the truth.

  In reality, even if Bai Yan does make more cake for him it wouldn’t matter. Di Xiao Wan the demon princess would immediately confiscate everything to save for later. The reasoning? It’s because the aunt was afraid the boy would get a tooth cavity from eating so many sugary sweets. This laurel cake was his portion for the day, meaning he won’t get any more until tomorrow.

  Seeing how determined the boy was about giving this gift, Ji Song knew it was better to accept it. Placing the cake to her mouth, the girl takes a small bite to discover the wonders of this fantastic object. It’s sweet and smooth to the tongue, an experience she’s never encountered before in the Monarch Manor. This was truly delicious!

  “Big Sister, how is it?” Jin Tian asks with hopeful light in those eyes.

  Flushing red from the attention, Ji Song murmurs her answer: “It’s delicious…”


  “Really?” Jumping with glee, “Then can you play with me later? I don’t have any company here in the Demon Realm.”


  Meeting the boy’s gaze for the first time since their meeting, Ji Song found herself unable to reject him. “Okay.”


  First reason being that she already accepted his gift so it’s only proper she returns the favor. The second being she doesn’t want to be a shut-in anymore!

  “That’s awesome!” Jin Tian became a beet red due to the excitement.

  This laurel cake is worth it, at least now this big sister will play with me….

  “Let’s go, I will show you around.” Without ulterior motive, Jin Tian smoothly winded his hand around Song’s and toddled the way forward towards the palace.

  ……


  Demon Palace.

  Right now Dragony was making a bored face as she plopped her chin against both palms. However, this innocent face was currently sitting atop of a man dressed in a tight-fitting black suit. He’s likely an enemy that tried to sneak into the palace during the battle to carry out some sort of mission but was stopped by the dragoness when she caught him.

  “Dragony, shouldn’t we go check out the battlefield outside?”


  A milky looking doll of a baby asks from the side, his face surprisingly cute despite being half naked and only wearing a dudou (chinese underwear).

  “I’d like to go too,” said Dragony as she glanced down at the man she’s sitting atop of, “but we have to keep an eye on the palace. What if another person sneaks into here and makes trouble? Who would protect Mother’s home? We can’t let that happen.”


  Moli the winged piggy nods in his human form. Toddling over to jump atop of the unconscious assailant, “Dragony, I’m just wondering, but do you like the queen more or do you prefer the prince more?”


  The dragoness didn’t need to think at all in answering: “Of course it’s Mother. She gave me a new life, and for that I am forever grateful. She will always be the most important person in my life. His Highness Xiachen can only be second in line….”


  “Oh.” Moli scratches the back of his in confusion due to not understanding.

  From his point of view, Dragony cares a lot about the prince so it doesn’t really match up with the girl’s claim. What’s more, he could feel the dislike coming off of the prince when he’s around Dragony during the pair’s interaction. He’s like a third leg that shouldn’t be there when the two are together.

  “Dragony, am I ugly?” Moli suddenly decides to ask this after a thought.

  Does the prince not like flying piggies?

  “No he doesn’t.” Dragony turns to her companion with a look of confusion, “Why are you asking this for?”


  “I’ve felt that for a while now, the prince doesn’t like me very much…. Why? Am I not cute? Or is it because I’m not a girl?”