I’m Really A Dragon

Fortunately, Jing Yu did not complain to Duke Huai, but enthusiastically introduced Jiang Wuyi to Duke Huai. Ordinary people were always in awe of cultivators. Hearing about Jiang Wuyi’s ability, and seeing him with a rare monster pet, Duke Huai looked at him with a new-found fascination.

    Jiang Wuyi’s response was flat, but high-level cultivators were probably like this. Duke Huai didn’t find this strange, instead, he felt that this person was very capable and attached great importance to him.

    Charles was very uncomfortable with everything happening around him.

    He couldn’t help but want to cover the dragon horns on his forehead with both hands. Hearing Jiang Yan had agreed to stay, he immediately followed the maid as she led him to his room. On reaching his room, he entered without saying a word.

    He had grown up so big, and he had never stood in a crowd so blatantly, let alone been treated with so much respect by humans.

    On the Noah Continent, the dragons were seen as the incarnation of evil. Unless it was a child like Roy, no one would tolerate the dragons mixing in with the crowd.

    Charles had also been to the city ignorantly, but as soon as those humans saw his dragon horns, they immediately gathered magicians and knights, and even angels to round him up.

    After so much time, Charles understood something, and he never went to any city again. Even if he had to go, he would find a hat and robe to cover his horns.

    But here, he was surrounded by a group of servants, which made the little dragon feel a strong sense of unease. This deep-rooted habit made him feel more unease at that moment than when he was by Jiang Wuyi’s side.

    Ordinary people were always curious about monsters, and they were even more curious when they saw their appearance in a human body. Several maids noticed that Charles was at a loss in the palace, and went to get him some cakes and fruit. Charles, looking at the table full of food in front of him, asked incredulously

     “This… is all for me?” 

   Little Nanny Long nodded her head to answer his question. Saying a little thank you, Charles then began to eat the food one by one. Seeing that he was eating well, a daring maid finally couldn’t help but ask, “Little monster, do you have a name?”

    Charles blinked. “Of course I do. I’m not called the little monster, I’m Charles Ryan.”

    “What a strange name.”

    After that, the maid pushed a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake to him “Taste this. It was just made and it’s still hot, so be careful”

    Compared to the others, she was older. She was the eldest maid in the house. She had long been married and had children, and looking at the innocence of the dragon cub, she had a feeling of extreme motherly love for him.

    “Although there are many sects today, we Lucheng rarely have cultivators come visit us. I thought I would never see a cultivator in my lifetime. I didn’t expect to see not only cultivators, but also demon cultivator. I’m really lucky, it seems that I have to burn a few more incense sticks.”

    After all, she was the person who became the head maid, and she acted well and spoke nicely. She cleverly described the demon pet as a demon cultivator, which gave the little dragon a smile on his face.

    Although Charles couldn’t quite hear the difference, it didn’t prevent him from feeling her goodwill, so he smiled at the head maid.

    After he had swallowed the cake in his mouth, he asked, “Why don’t the cultivators come around here?”

    The maid smiled and said, “Little Master, Lucheng is not seen as a treasure, and it is next to the fallen dragon valley. Gu, who would be willing to come here…”

    Charles keenly caught the word “long” and was at a loss.

    “Fallen Dragon Valley?”

    The maid said: “It’s the direction you came from. Oh, that place is not a place where people go to. There is no return. It’s a famous evil sect, it’s a forbidden place.”

    Charles, putting down the cake in his hand, turned slightly to his side. 

    “That place…isn’t it called Shenlongyuan?”

   The maid shook her head.

   “Didn’t your immortal master tell you about the legend of the Fallen Dragon Valley?”

    Charles shook his head, and the maid immediately cleared her throat, preparing to tell Charles the Lucheng children tell tales.

    “Actually, I don’t know much. These are all sayings handed down by previous generations. Thousands of years ago, the Valley of the Fallen Dragon was a blessed place. Then there came a dragon one day who entered the valley and was sealed in the place. Since then, there have been many visions seen by people, and the spirits in the valley were gone with a lot of demons replacing them.”

    Charles was stunned. “Fallen dragon? A seal?”

 “Wherever they went, there were bloody storms. The wars of various countries a thousand years ago were caused by the fallen dragons… and thanks to the gods opening their eyes to this and sealing the dragon; there has been peace for thousands of years.”

   The pastries in front of Charles immediately lost their fragrance and in an instant his mood fell.

    “I’m tired, I want to rest.”

    His mood changed so fast, causing the head maid to be stunned, but she reacted immediately by taking a few steps back and walking out with a few little maids closing the door gently behind her.

    Then, the house became very calm and silent; Charles propped up his chin depressed and full of anger.

    He was indeed tricked by Jiang Wuyi again.

    Thinking of Jiang Wuyi’s weird smile when they walked out of the barrier, he was full of anger.

    If Jiang Wuyi was really the dragon that was sealed and his arrival broke the seal, wouldn’t that mean he had helped him?

    Then how could Jiang Wuyi detain him so confidently, and treat him like that? It’s just… That’s… revenge!

    Anger!

    When Jiang Wuyi pushed the door and came in later, only the empty room greeted him.

    He looked at the plate of food on the table, walked behind the screen, looked at the bed, and saw a bulge in the quilt.

    The little dragon cub shrunk himself into a ball and slept soundly, only revealing a small furry head.

    Jiang Wuyi looked at him interestingly, sitting on the edge of the bed; he stretched out his hand, conjuring up a pale golden string, and tied it to Charles’ blonde hair just past his ear with a small tug.

    Charles hadn’t slept all night. He was now suffering the aftereffects, as he was sleepy and couldn’t stop surging up; he woke up after Jiang Wuyi had finished playing with his hair. He gave him a puzzled stare as he tried to clear his eyes.

    “Are you awake?”

    Jiang Wuyi retracted his hand and asked softly. Charles sniffed, touching the top of his head. He asked “What are you doing?”

    It seemed that the little dragon hair was now short. Jiang Wuyi, moving his hand, removed the golden string he had tied on Charles’ hair, prompting the blonde hair to fall down to its original style. Charles, shaking his head to completely wake himself, looked at Jiang Wuyi vigilantly, and shrank back into the quilt.

    “I didn’t break your enchantment at all, and there is no Shenlongyuan there. You lied to me again.”

    Probably because he decided that Jiang Wuyi was not good as he originally thought, Charles was no longer so excited when he said this.

    Jiang Wuyi casually tidied up his sleeves as he replied: “I need to hide my identity for this trip and I need a helper.”

    “Why do you need a helper?”

    The little dragon muttered a question, and was silent for a while, then suddenly got out of the quilt, raising his right hand, he asked “If I help you, will you take this thing away?” 

    The fair skin contrasted with the pale blue dragon pattern. Jiang Wuyi glanced at it and said “No.”

    Charles, seeing that he couldn’t convince him, was discouraged.

    “Then why did you come and tell me?”

    Jiang Wuyi said “I’m just here to tell you that it’s dinner time.”

    “…Dinner.”

     “…”

    Charles soon forgot about what had happened. Feeling melancholic about the blue dragon pattern, the complicated and delicate dishes in Duke Huai’s mansion had attracted his attention, soon making him change his mood.

    The palace was very particular about food, far from being comparable to Tao’erxian’s simple grilled fish. Xiaonailong had never seen anything like it before. The aroma of the food had made him salivate.

    But the dishes were not yet ready, and there were a lot of guests at the dinner party. The two of them sat next to Prince Huai, they were very eye-catching. Charles felt it was strange, and he tugged Jiang Wuyi’s sleeve and asked in a low voice, “Why are there so many people?”

    As soon as he saw a lot of people staring at him, he couldn’t help lowering his head, trying to hide the dragon horns.

    Jiang Wuyi said, “In half a month, there will be a wedding banquet of the second lady of the palace. These guests have come to congratulate them from afar. There will be more in a few days.”

    Charles was a little curious about the marriage, but the banquet was already open, so he didn’t bother much about it.

    Was human food always placed on a plate? How do you eat it without a knife and fork?

    And the things in it are not like bread, they can be eaten directly, and of everything on the table he could only recognize the roast chicken.

    Seeing that everyone else picked up the two thin sticks and started to eat, Charles tried them but seeing that it didn’t work well, he simply threw the sticks on the table and started sulking.

    Jiang Wu looked at him sideways and picked up the chopsticks with a chuckle, shaking them at him: “These are chopsticks; you don’t know how to use them?”

    Charles was so annoyed that he stretched out his hand to pull the roast chicken, but Jiang Wuyi stopped him, putting a spoon in his hand. “This will work, right?”

    After that, he raised his chopsticks and looked at the little dragon: “What do you want to eat?”

    Charles raised his chin at the fragrant elbow flower “That.”

    Jiang Wuyi patiently brought the vegetables for him, and put the small pieces into the bowl, which was just the size of a spoon. Charles instantly devoured the food as a wild smile filled his face.

    One to eat and one to feed, it was harmonious.

    Jing Yu looked at the two in surprise, thinking that their relationship was not that bad. It was not what he thought.

    Ordinary cultivators, how can they treat their monster pets like this, even to the point of feeding them?

    The little prince had just reached sixteen, he was ignorant and not enlightened, he stared at Charles’ face for a while, he didn’t know what to think. He turned his head not to look.

    Yesterday I only thought this little beast was terrifying, but today it seems that is not the case. Although it was strange, the beast looked very handsome. 

    Jing Yu originally saw that Jiang Wuyi’s cultivation was not shallow, and wanted to ask him to accept him as his apprentice, even if he taught him a lesson or two. Seeing this scene, he had an idea in his mind, deciding to start with this little beast, to please him, before proceeding to Jiang Wuyi.

    Charles was happy as he ate, grabbing a chicken leg when he got off the table. After eating to his satisfaction, he finally noticed that many people were looking at him, frowning and avoiding Jiang Wuyi.

    He always felt that these people were about to show their supernatural powers any moment now and take out their crosses to fight a dragon.

    “Why do you want to hide?”

    Jiang Wuyi was puzzled and, after thinking about it, he added “They dare not do anything.”

    This was not unusual for demon cultivators. Many of these people came to see the little dragon because he was really good-looking, so his dodging was not because he was shy, but as a result of habitual avoidance.

    Charles bit the drumstuck sadly “I’m just used to it…”

    He said vaguely. Jiang Wuyi didn’t ask any further questions, and after dinner, he let the little dragon go back to the yard.

    Duke Huai always had the intention of letting Jing Yu be an apprentice. Naturally, he did not dare to neglect Jiang Wuyi’s requests, and even sent Charles to the yard alone.

    He came from the imperial capital and had seen as many great people as there are stars. After spending a day together, he felt that this person was extraordinary, and he wanted to win him over, so he used the excuse of a wedding banquet to keep him.

    He didn’t know what Jiang Wuyi’s purpose was, but he agreed.

    However, no matter what the reason was, it had nothing to do with Charles for the time being. He only knew that the bed in this palace was big and comfortable, and the food was the best food he had ever tasted and he had lived for a hundred years.

    If there was no dragon pattern on his wrist, it would simply have been the “fairy day” mentioned in books.

    Charles fell asleep while thinking about this, feeling his big round belly. He didn’t sleep last night, but he made up for it today. When he woke up in the evening, he drank the soup again and his stomach felt warm and comfortable.

    The night was a little too long and he didn’t know how long he had slept. The sound of rain outside woke up the little dragon, who was sleeping soundly.

    Charles rubbed his eyes, not knowing what was going on. It was raining outside, but the moonlight still filtered through the window and it was still very bright.

    He felt strange. Sitting up, he climbed up the couch by the window. He didn’t know if he was wrong, but he felt like a shadow had passed by the window just now.

    The little dragon cub frowned, kneeling on the couch and staring at the window, feeling the little cold around him, and at the same time, the air mixed with the smell of rain and seemed to also be mixed with the smell of blood.

    Charles could have sworn it definitely smelled like blood.

    There was a swishing sound in the yard, which was especially clear at night, and then another shadow passed through the window.

    Charles was stunned, blinking hard; he took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand to open a gap in the window, and slowly looked out.

    A pale, twisted face suddenly hung softly from the roof.

    Tick-tick-tick…

    Sticky blood kept dripping from the pale figure. Charles held his breath, only to see the nearly rotten eyes blinking. The corners of its mouth twitched, and its face was falling down.

The author has something to say:

 Dragon cub: ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!!!

  I recommend Jiyouwen! Super cute! This wife is also really cute, so try to flirt with her

 “I heard that I am petite and frail”

   Ji Ye, the third young master of Yiliu, is handsome and hot-tempered, but he was rejected for rejecting too many girls’ confessions. They cursed him and he was forced to dress like a dud in a book.

    This one is blessed with his prosperous beauty, charming electric eyes, but he is very weak. He squeaks when he is touched, and tears up when he is touched twice.

    Ji Ye: …

    Ji Shao was very angry and the consequences were very serious.

    After he was molested and had a fight with someone, facing the man’s sarcastic gaze, his eyes turned red “Fuck you!”

    Then he kicked the man eight meters away.

    After kicking the man, he couldn’t help crying even more fiercely. He squatted down and rubbed his ankle. “My feet hurt so much…”

  The melon eaters: I’m in a big fuck!

    Qi Wenyan: I feel bad…

    Seeing that he cried so badly, they wanted to call a truce, but the arm was removed the next second.

    One second he satirized him as a waste, and the next second he was pressed and rubbed on the ground, crying while being beaten. “People are so afraid… My hands hurt…”

    Qi Wenyan squatted down to wipe his tears and rubbed his ankles, then he picked him up carefully, “My baby is too weak and can’t take care of himself, you should let him be more.”

    Everyone: …

    The big guy who was forced by the system to be spoiled by wives had no lower limit.

E/N: No one’s know what the author is thinking with these notes.