And the consequence was that his Dragon Horns were squeezed twice more, turning him back into his dragon form.
Chu Xuanzhen wrapped himself around his dragon tail.
It began all over again.
The next morning, Shen Yangge woke in a fury. He flicked his dragon tail, whipping Chu Xuanzhen until he woke up, then lay back down contentedly to sleep.
After a palace maid knocked and brought in water for washing, Chu Xuanzhen helped him wash up, and time ticked slowly by.
Finally, I can leave the palace.
Shen Yangge had no idea that staying in the palace now would put him in grave danger, because so many people were watching him with predatory intent.
The distance from the Eastern Palace to the palace gates was neither short nor long, but unlike before, they took a side path when they left the Eastern Palace.
Shen Yangge boarded the carriage leaving the palace, accompanied by the idle Eighth Prince, who was unusually quiet today.
He was nothing like the firecracker he used to be.
What happened?
Chu Xuanzhen had not come out with him.
Wasn't he afraid I'd run away?
As though he had noticed his confusion, the Eighth Prince propped his chin on his hand and sighed. "The palace isn't safe right now, so my brother could only arrange for you to stay with me!"
As he spoke, the Eighth Prince lifted a corner of the carriage curtain, his expression solemn. "Your identity is a sensitive matter now. It isn't just people from other countries who have designs on you. There are people from our own country, too..."
"Then is he... in danger?"
Shen Yangge's expression grew grave. An indescribable solemnity settled over his golden eyes and his face. Seeing him like this,
the Eighth Prince froze for a