Generally, Aowei was normal enough; it wasn’t as if people came to cause trouble every single day.
When things were quiet, he acted like any other person: occasionally setting up afternoon tea, reading a book, or chopping a couple of people up.
Well, perhaps that wasn’t exactly "normal."
In a mere half-month, Ming Li had nearly doubled in size. The tray where she used to lie flat now barely accommodated her even when she curled up, so she simply draped herself across it, leaving her head and tail dangling. When she was feeling lazy, she would bask in the sun; when she wasn’t, she would flick her tail about.
As for why she didn't crawl around?
She was not a gecko.
Most of the time, the tray was placed on the windowsill, making it difficult for her to move to new territory.
Aowei, however, remained unfailingly diligent, setting her out in the sun every day, adding food, and periodically picking her up to polish her scales, appearing quite unable to keep his hands off her.
Because of this, the rumor that the Crown Prince was raising a dragon cub in a bid to destroy the world, and that Aowei had been possessed by a demon, had spread throughout the capital. The Crown Prince, already a figure who inspired fear, had gained a new function: he was perfect for frightening children into stopping their nightly cries.
Such rumors were highly detrimental to a crown prince.
But Aowei couldn't care less.
"She is so beautiful. How could the one raising her be a demon? If anything, I must be…
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