The queen leaned against the windowsill, reading the letter, tears streaming down her face uncontrollably.
Her prince...
She had to be with her prince...
They were the most perfect match in the world; they were meant to be together.
"Eva, I'm going to tell Celeste that I'm leaving this place!" The queen suddenly stood up.
She was going to chase after her love.
Eva was eating heartily and quickly nodded. "Mother, I support you."
The Naked Old King was actually her mother's third husband.
She would support whatever decision her mother made, because her mother always took her along every time she got married.
The queen decisively went to speak with Celeste.
Before she went, she had even prepared a long speech. She had to tell Celeste how much she had suffered marrying his father.
The Naked Old King’s refusal to wear clothes had damaged her dignity!
The Naked Old King’s mental instability had damaged her dignity!
The Naked Old King’s inability to hear or see had damaged her dignity!
Any one of these reasons was enough for her to leave.
But she didn't expect that after she finished speaking, Celeste would agree so readily.
"Madam, I wish you happiness in finding new joy."
The queen was deeply moved by these words and immediately took Eva and left, without a moment's hesitation.
The prince was already waiting at the door. As soon as he saw the mother and daughter, his eyes reddened uncontrollably.
Ever since he saw the queen at the Naked Old King's funeral, he had fallen deeply in love with her, unable to help himself.
"From today onward, we will live together happily as a family." The prince's eyes were red.
Eva looked at the prince, who was even younger than she was, and under the expectant gazes of both the queen and the prince, she closed her eyes and said, "Father."
"Yes!" The prince was overjoyed.
Although Eva found it a bit awkward, overall it was acceptable.
After all, she had once called the Naked Old King, who was old enough to be her grandfather, "Father," so naturally she could now call this prince "Father" as well.
The queen and the prince were overjoyed. Half a month after returning to the palace, they held a grand wedding.
However, when the prince's subjects heard that this was the fourth marriage for their prince’s wife, many were taken aback.
But that wasn’t the most shocking part; the most shocking part was that she was actually the queen of that Naked Old King.
The queen was very angry when she heard these rumors.
"I have nothing to do with that Naked Old King anymore!"
They had already untangled themselves!
The prince always stood by the queen's side. "This is not the queen's fault. The queen was simply deceived by that cunning old man."
Taking advantage of being decades older than his wife, he had tricked her. It was a good thing his wife had come to her senses now.
From now on, he would be with his wife and his daughter, living happily together as a family of three.
The Crystal Palace was extremely bright, and if candles were lit, it would be even brighter. This level of brightness was acceptable for a certain dragon and human, but it was pure torture for the Magic Mirror.
Staying in the palace, it felt like it would be blinded, and besides, there was hardly anyone to talk to.
It needed social interaction!
So, Ji Zhaoxi placed it under a big tree, where it was dark enough.
The Magic Mirror was very satisfied with this. Not only was it not bright here, but there were also many people to chat with it.
The Dot Eyes were the most talkative, extremely curious about Ji Zhaoxi and Celeste's story.
"How did they make up? You live at Miss Dragon's house, so you should know everything about them."
The Magic Mirror was quite troubled; it didn't understand it at all.
That man hadn’t let it stay with them not long after moving into the cave, claiming it was for their privacy.
And when it saw them again, they were already kissing...
Dot Eyes thought for a moment. Since questions about Miss Dragon were off-limits, it would ask something else.
It continued, "Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror, tell me, who is the most powerful bird in the world?"
Another Dot Eyes quickly shoved it aside. "It must be me, of course."
"How could it be you? You're so ugly!"
"Me, ugly? We look exactly alike. If I’m ugly, then so are you."
The two Dot Eyes started fighting again; other creatures had long since gotten used to it.
After the Dot Eyes finished squabbling, all the other creatures swarmed forward.
"Magic Mirror, who is the most powerful squirrel in the world?"
"Magic Mirror, tell me, who is the tree with the most hair in the world..."
The Magic Mirror stared blankly at the creatures around it; it now felt like there was maybe too much social interaction.
Could it go back to Miss Dragon and say it had changed its mind?
The underwater beams of light undulated with the waves, their shadows casting onto the giant white skeleton. Beside it, deep-sea corals slowly stretched their tentacles in the water.
The mermaid hadn't been here for a long time.
"I heard the mermaid met another prince, and that prince said he would marry her," the little fish by the entrance were discussing.
"Only a prince who has legs should be called a prince, right? If even the legs have turned into a fish tail, can he still be called a prince?"
"Shh, speak quietly."
Everyone knew the mermaid had brought back a prince and had the witch turn his legs into a fish tail.
All the creatures in the sea were startled by the mermaid’s actions, but after thinking about it, it didn’t seem that unreasonable.
The prince lay on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.
Had the mermaid really gone to find another prince? But what about him? Was she going to keep him trapped here and then leave him...
Yet, she was the only person he knew under the sea.
The chamber door suddenly opened. The prince's breathing hitched for a moment, and he quickly closed his eyes.
The mermaid found the gems in the cabinet; she was going to use them to make a necklace for her prince.
She looked at the prince sleeping soundly in bed, and her heart softened. She liked this feeling—knowing he was always there, no matter when she returned.
The mermaid carefully planted a kiss on the prince’s lips and then left.
After the mermaid left, the prince let out a sigh of relief. So, the mermaid really did love him.
But why had she left in such a hurry...
Swishing his fish tail to where the mermaid had just been, the prince saw the empty cabinet and his pupils suddenly shrank.
How could this be... The token of love the mermaid gave him was gone...
The prince felt his breath become labored. Why? Was she taking those gems to give to another prince?
So that kiss just now was only out of guilt.
The prince dejectedly lay back down on the bed.
After a long time, the mermaid returned happily. Seeing the prince obediently lying in bed, she was overjoyed.
The prince lowered his eyes, lost in thought. The mermaid tentatively kissed him. She noticed that not only did he not push her away, but for the first time, he began to respond.
The mermaid was so thrilled her face turned red. She pressed the prince down onto the bed. His face flushed scarlet as he offered no resistance, though he didn’t look at her either.
The mermaid shed tears of emotion. Miss Dragon really was right—feelings could indeed be cultivated.
