The Ugly Little Snake: My Dragon Son | Chapter 72 | The Prince's Secret | Novela.app

The torrential rain did not cease even as dawn broke. Leng Qingqing rubbed his eyes and, upon getting out of bed, came face-to-face with the newcomer, Han Yu. "Aaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!" The white marten and Leng Qingqing both flew into a frenzy. It was because this Han Yu was so impossibly beautiful that it was terrifying to behold. "A Level 0.98 white snake," Han Yu remarked tonelessly, pulling the hood of his cloak back over his head. "......" Leng Jing stood up, pulled the frightened Leng Qingqing and the white marten to the side, and recounted the events of the previous night. "How could this happen? How could this happen? Why didn't you just kick him out..." the white marten whimpered, its paws drooping in panic. "It’s impossible. Didn't I tell you? I'm only around Level 70, and he says he's Level 88 or something. We’re several tiers apart," Leng Jing said, offering a comparison. "I'm stronger than him!" Leng Qingqing suddenly looked as if he had reached an epiphany. "He just said I'm Level 98! I can definitely beat him! I'll go drive him away!" Leng Qingqing volunteered boldly. The ugly little snake, the snake-dad, and the white marten had no concept of what "0.98" actually meant. However, it seemed Leng Jing was wavering. Although he usually considered Leng Qingqing quite useless, if Han Yu said Leng Qingqing was Level 98, there had to be a reason. Perhaps Leng Qingqing was the reincarnation of some primordial snake god with incredible latent potential. Thus, he encouraged him, "Go ahead, try to chase him off." And so, Leng Qingqing actually transformed into a giant white snake to intimidate Han Yu. Leng Jing and the white marten watched from a distance by the doorway. They saw Han Yu say a few words to Leng Qingqing, and a moment later, Leng Qingqing came running back in tears. "Waaaaahhhh~~~ Jing-er, I know what zero-point-nine-eight means now~~~ waaaaahhhh~~~~" The giant white snake was utterly dejected. "I am not leaving, Leng Jing. Do what you must; I will not interfere. I only wish to borrow your aura to shield myself," Han Yu told them, then proceeded to follow behind Leng Jing like a lingering spirit. With such a terrifying attendant, Leng Jing’s life as a prince was cast under a dark shadow. *** "How long are you going to follow me?" Every time Leng Jing turned around and saw the cloaked Han Yu, his mood plummeted. "Until the Myriad Phenomena is dismantled," the cloaked man replied, his words filling Leng Jing with despair. "When will the Myriad Phenomena be dismantled? Who would even go and dismantle that thing?!" Leng Jing demanded. "I don't know. Someday, perhaps," Han Yu said gloomily. "When I escaped from the Myriad Phenomena, everything in the outside world had changed. Yet, I still wish to find a shadow of the past. If you can take me to that unchanging city of the Old Era and help me fulfill my heart's desire, I would be content even if I were killed by the messengers of the Myriad Phenomena!" "What exactly is this heart's desire of yours?" Leng Jing asked, his face a mask of indifference. "I have never truly been in love. I like men. So, before I die, I want to experience a passionate romance... set against the backdrop of my hometown's era..." Han Yu spoke with startling bluntness. "So you mean you'll leave once you've found a man!" Han Yu nodded. "But my appearance frightens everyone who sees it..." "We'll help you think of something." To get rid of this "God of Plague" who was reportedly several times more dangerous than himself, Leng Jing decided to play matchmaker. "I want a young, refreshing youth. Preferably one in a wheelchair," Han Yu added several more conditions. It seemed his criteria for a partner were still modeled after Qing Yue, the man who had dragged him into that hell in the first place. "Don't be too greedy..." Leng Jing sighed. *** As it happened, just as the struggle between the Fourteenth Prince and the Fourth Prince reached its peak, the Fourth Prince suddenly paid the Fourteenth Prince a visit. The Fourteenth Prince never expected Leng Jing to take the initiative to confront him directly. He was currently in the top-secret Dragon Transformation Pool, rubbing his dragon horns, and hadn't even had time to shift into human form before Leng Jing burst in, ignoring the palace maids' attempts to stop him. The Fourteenth Prince was furious. Although the Snow Dragon Emperor strictly forbade brawling in original form, in his rage, the Fourteenth Prince swung a claw at Leng Jing. When his claw hit the ground, he realized his neck had already been bitten by the naked, ugly little snake. Two white dragons began to scuffle in the pool. After only a few exchanges, the Fourteenth Dragon was bitten by the neck and had his four claws pinned. He was tightly coiled by the ugly little snake in a position that left his belly exposed. Leng Jing was behind him, looking less like he was restraining a dragon and more like he was grappling with a giant lizard. "What are you doing! Let go!!" The Fourteenth Prince feared nothing more than exposing his belly and screamed in terror. "Uh... so you have a green birthmark on your belly! It's huge~ You're a hybrid!" The ugly little snake discovered the Fourteenth Dragon's greatest secret. "Shut up! You're the mongrel!!! I am a pure-blooded Snow Dragon!!" the Fourteenth Dragon shrieked at the top of his lungs. "Oh?" The ugly little snake noticed that the green scales on the Fourteenth Dragon's belly were actually fading. Before long, the Fourteenth Dragon's entire belly turned green. "So you dyed it!" The ugly little snake discovered an even bigger secret. "Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhh!!!!!!" The Fourteenth Dragon broke down into hysterical wailing. Leng Jing let him go, and he slumped by the edge of the pool, crying piteously. "Because my mother was a hybrid of a Green Dragon and a Snow Dragon, she lied about her identity when she entered the palace... and then she gave birth to me, who is entirely a Green Dragon... uwaaaaaaahhh... Leng Jing! Do you know how hard it was for me to get to this point?! You've ruined everything!!" The Fourteenth Prince sobbed on the ground. "You're just a bunch of giant geckos of different colors. What's there to be insecure about?" Leng Jing said dismissively. "Easy for you to say!!! You're a pure-blooded Snow Dragon, so of course you don't know how hybrids are treated... uwaaaaaaahhh..." The Fourteenth Dragon was in utter despair. "Fine, I'll take the initiative to withdraw from the struggle for the throne," Leng Jing said generously. "Really?" The Fourteenth Dragon looked up with tear-filled eyes. "You—you! I don't believe you're that kind-hearted! You must have a scheme!" "It's not a scheme. It's because he found the true love of his life—me," the cloaked man interjected gloomily. His voice was as emotionless as ever, and his directness was lethal. As he spoke, Han Yu pulled off his cloak, revealing his true face. The Fourteenth Dragon was clearly stunned by his staggering beauty and was petrified on the spot. Han Yu took Leng Jing’s arm and said in a flat, expressionless tone, "Husband, I love you. Let's go on a honeymoon. Wa-ka-ka." (The cloaked man's concepts were still stuck in the industrial era of a thousand years ago.) Leng Jing felt a chill run down his spine, so he replied in an equally flat tone, "Wife, I love you too. Let's go on a honey-moon-wa-ka." (Leng Jing did not understand the meaning of Han Yu's last words.) "You two..." The Fourteenth Dragon's face was covered in dark lines. After leaving the Fourteenth Prince's estate, Leng Jing asked Han Yu, "What kind of river is a 'Honey-moon-wa-ka'?" "......" The cloaked man was speechless. *** Leng Qingqing and the white marten put on thick winter gear, preparing to accompany Leng Jing to the city that had remained unchanged for a thousand years to help the cloaked man find his once-in-a-lifetime true love. Although the possibility of the cloaked man falling in love was slim, it was better than having him follow them around all day. The Dragon-model Ferrari thought to himself that if they really couldn't find a suitable candidate, he would just hire someone to put on a show for the cloaked man, fulfilling his wish so he could hurry up and die or go away. As for Leng Jing himself, he never wanted anything to do with that bizarre Myriad Phenomena Building ever again. For some reason, the two nursery rhymes he had gone to great lengths to hear echoed in his ears again: "The sky is dark... the children won't sleep... standing outside... inside the house... it's dark... don't take what big sister gives... what's at the very top? Don't look, oh don't look... Red bed, purple room, took big sister's little token, went north to find big sister, big sister isn't there but big brother is, big brother invites me to eat candy... candy must be eaten now, eat it late and you can't go home... a vast expanse, a vast expanse..." If one had to force an interpretation of these prophetic nursery rhymes, the first one spoke of Leng Jing's encounter with the female ghost near the inn, and "the very top" likely referred to the highest floor of the Myriad Phenomena. In the second rhyme, taking the "little token" referred to Leng Jing obtaining the token left by the female ghost and going north to find her at the Myriad Phenomena Building. So, did "big brother" refer to Han Yu or Qing Yue? And what did "a vast expanse" mean? Lost in thought, Leng Jing showed the token he had taken from the female ghost to Han Yu. Han Yu took one look and said, "This is the emblem of the 62nd floor of the Myriad Phenomena. See, there's a '62' on it. It's a numerical symbol from the Old Era." | Chinese | English | Notes/Explanation | | :--- | :--- | :--- | | 杂麟 | Hybrid / Mixed-blood | Literally "mixed scales," referring to a dragon of mixed elemental/color lineage. | | 化龙池 | Dragon Transformation Pool | A sacred or secret pool used by dragons for cultivation or shifting forms. | | 哇卡卡 | Wa-ka-ka | An onomatopoeic laugh/slang from the "Old Era" (modern internet culture). | | 度蜜月 | Honeymoon | Translated literally as "spending the honey month." | | 老公 / 老婆 | Husband / Wife | Modern terms for spouse used by Han Yu. | | 龙型法拉利 | Dragon-model Ferrari | A humorous internal monologue comparison by Leng Jing. | | 渡米越巴挖卡 | Honey-moon-wa-ka | Leng Jing's phonetic misunderstanding of "Honeymoon, wa-ka-ka." | ---