Evil Prince, Come Play With Me

Chapter 1005: Who Is Qualified?

"In their eyes, it's clan first, then family."

Bu Yaolian was angry. "What noble dragon race? Trading their own princess for their nobility? If I were Qian'er, I wouldn't break the seal; since I'm a slave anyway, why should I bother with those who only care about themselves?"

After saving the dragon race and obtaining the sacred totem, Qian'er would still be a slave.

Then what was the point of working so hard?

Gu Bailu shook her head. "For the sake of the crown prince, she wants this power."

Bu Yaolian knew that Qian'er would definitely choose to help the dragon race. She was such a softhearted person; the white dragon just needed to cry once or twice, and her heart would soften.

When Qian'er returned, Lu Fenying was waiting for her in the hall.

He looked at her when she entered.

Qian'er walked over. "Your Majesty, you knew all along, didn't you? That's why you've always treated me as a slave and never gave me any dignity."

Lu Fenying waved at her. "Come here."

Qian'er sighed heavily and walked over.

"I'll give you a chance to stop being a slave… You can go back into the ice and wait for someone to save you by fate."

"Wh… what?"

An opportunity to go back into the ice once again…

"I can put you back into that cold pond and freeze it again. Maybe in 100 or 1000 years, someone will come and undo your seal. That way, you don't have to be a slave and can be free."

Qian'er bit her lip and looked at him. She couldn't tell if he was telling the truth.

But she was clearly alive. How could she choose to be frozen again?

She still had the crown prince, and her master, and the dragons who were waiting for her to rescue them.

So what if she was a slave? Hadn't she already been one for so many years?

She could endure it In the past because of her love for Lu Fenying.

How could she not endure it for the crown prince and the dragon race? She could!

"No… I don't want this opportunity."

She would rather die fighting for her friends than be frozen again for many years.

She had already become part of this world.

"Mo Qian'er, you only have one chance. If you go back on your word in the future, you won't have any more chances." Lu Fenying pinched her little face, his eyes dark.

"I know."

Lu Fenying handed the slave mark flute to her. "Remove the seal for her."

Mo Qian'er placed the contract and the slave mark flute together again. The shadow of the slave mark flute coalesced and surrounded Mo Qian'er.

Mo Qian'er felt a powerful force rampage through her body, as if it wanted to rush out, and it made her tremble uncontrollably.

She couldn't open her eyes and her mind was blank.

Who was she?

Countless images appeared in her head, including one of her when she was little with a flower crown and playing with butterflies as she sat on a divine dragon.

This beautiful base which belonged to the dragon race had big trees, blue skies, birdsong and fragrant flowers.

Divine dragons flew across the sky, and the mountain streams were surrounded by mist. Every mountain peak was occupied by a divine dragon, and there were countless mountains of all sizes.

She sat on the highest mountain and smiled at her parents.

"Qianqian, try out yesterday's upgrade to your dragon powers," her parents encouraged her.

She nodded and raised her hand. A powerful force quickly hit the mountain peak opposite, and it collapsed.

"Ah, I destroyed Second Uncle's house," she said softly.

Suddenly, a blow sent her flying, and Mo Qian'er lost consciousness.

"Master, the seal has been lifted." The slave mark flute returned to its body.

Lu Fenying picked up Mo Qian'er, who had collapsed, and carried her to the bed.

He sneered. "What's mine is mine, and nobody can take it away. Whether it's the dragon race or Xiao Xiao, who is qualified?"