After getting pregnant with a golden dragon cub, the fake daughter A blew up the entire interstellar

Chapter 143 I like his dragon form, next time I'll transform into a dragon and let her pet me (It's the beginning of the month, please vote with monthly tickets)
Upon hearing this, Chongming's golden eyes darkened. He slowly stood up, bent over, and used a handkerchief to wipe the vegetable juice from Jiang Chacha's mouth.

Jiang Chacha, like a little fool, held chopsticks in her right hand and a spoon in her left, staring wide-eyed, completely petrified!

No, he wiped her mouth?

No, is he sick?
Who told him to wipe it?
After wiping her mouth, Chongming sat down again, folded the soiled handkerchief into a neat square, and placed it on the table.

Then, without any haste, he looked at Jiang Chacha, who was staring in disbelief, and retorted confidently, "I followed the doctor's orders, how can that be called shameless?"

Jiang Chacha dropped her chopsticks and spoon onto the table with a clatter. She snapped out of her daze and wiped her mouth, which Chongming had just wiped, with the back of her hand: "You followed the doctor's orders. Who gave you those orders?"

"Let me tell you, don't go looking for trouble here. I may not be able to beat you for now, but I'm not going to be unable to beat you forever."

That bastard, that son of a bitch, he's taking advantage of the fact that she can't beat him now, he's really pushing his luck.

Wait, wait until the day she can beat him, then she'll kill him and bury him in her tree roots, the roots will burrow into his body and sway in the wind above him.

Chongming nodded in agreement: "You're right. Because the cubs absorbed your abilities, your abilities became depleted and exhausted, making you less powerful."

"You also possess multiple superpowers. For example, tonight, your ice-type superpowers stopped many alien beasts from invading the Royal Military Academy."

He possesses four types of superpowers, and she is like a treasure trove, constantly surprising him.

From the day I met her and noticed her, surprises never stopped.

Jiang Chacha smirked: "Knowing I'm here, you still dare to spout such nonsense?"

Chongming delivered a fatal blow to her: "What am I being so presumptuous about? Wish-granting healer, your most trusted healer said that you and the cub both lack my supernatural mental energy for comfort, and hopes that I can give you supernatural mental energy for comfort every day."

"These are the medical instructions he left behind, which I must follow. What's wrong with me sharing a room and sleeping in the same bed with you in order to follow those instructions?"

Listen to him, is he even speaking human language?

Look, is what he's supposed to do human affairs?

Do I really have to share a room and sleep in the same bed with her?

This is outrageous! This is absolutely outrageous! It's something that both humans and transvestites would find outrageous!
Jiang Chacha refused: "Impossible. At most, I'll leave you the living room, open a crack in the door, and you can release your supernatural spiritual power. If you want to share a room and a bed with me, don't even dream about it."

Chongming offered a meaningful reminder without backing down: "Follow the doctor's orders, Jiang Chacha."

His wish was for her to be immersed in his supernatural comfort every day.

It didn't mention a room.

Jiang Chacha snorted coldly: "It's your business if you want to comply, what does it have to do with me? Get out of my way and don't disturb my late-night snack."

Chongming took another handkerchief and placed it beside her, then stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go wash up first. You eat, and call me if you need anything."

Jiang Chacha: “…”

He washed it, so why bother telling her?

He left, and she was in a good mood, so she could eat a few more bites.

Jiang Chacha didn't even glance at him, and with a wave of her hand, she swept the handkerchief that was next to her to the ground.

Chongming stopped, bent down to pick up the handkerchief, and placed a new one beside her.

Jiang Chacha once again swept the handkerchief to the ground, and gave him a cold snort, telling him that if he picked it up again and put it down again, she would sweep it again.

Chongming gave her a deep look, then stopped picking up the items, stepped into the bedroom, and went to wash up.

Jiang Chacha won a great victory, and even her late-night snack tasted a little better. She ate with gusto, and in no time, she had finished off the dishes that Chongming, that old mudfish, had brought over.

After eating and drinking well, I nibbled on some fruit to settle my stomach, let out a satisfied burp, slumped in a chair, touched my belly, and since the baby inside wasn't moving, I fell asleep.

She lay there for about five minutes, her eyes glazed over, when she heard Chongming's voice from behind her: "Okay, go take a shower and go to sleep."

His voice was so distinctive, so low and deep, that it instantly dispelled Jiang Chacha's sleepiness, and she turned to look at him.

Good heavens, a black bathrobe, bare chest, water droplets on his muscles, long golden hair half-dry, and even his beautiful dragon horns were wet.

Jiang Chacha clicked her tongue twice in her mind. What a cunning old mudfish. If you didn't know him, you'd think he was deliberately using his muscular body to seduce her.

Jiang Chacha stood up, walked to him, reached out and adjusted Chongming's black bathrobe, patted his chest: "You're a 150-year-old dragon, and you still can't dress properly. Tsk, be careful not to catch a cold."

Chong Ming: “…”

Sui Xuanchu isn't here. If he were, he would definitely be screaming in his heart like his 150-year-old peacock was showing off its tail feathers to his blind roommate.

Jiang Chacha won back a round, humming a little tune as she went to the washroom. Although she was a demon and could clean herself with a simple cleansing spell, she liked being showered with water; after all, plants like being watered.

She spent half an hour in the bathroom, and came out with her hair dried, cheeks flushed, and yawning.

Chongming was sitting on the sofa in the bedroom. When he saw her come out, he put down the tablet in his hand and stood up.

Jiang Chacha glanced at him, never shortchanging herself, and walked towards the semi-circular, nest-like bed inlaid with various sparkly gems.

She walked to the bedside, sat down, and said to Chongming, "That sofa is your place, this bed is mine. Let's keep to ourselves and not interfere with each other. Goodnight!"

After Jiang Chacha finished speaking, she rolled onto the bed and lay down. It was probably the nest that Chongming, that old mudfish, often slept in, and it had been tainted by his supernatural abilities and his scent, which made the babies in her belly move.

Jiang Chacha pulled the blanket up without any hesitation, made two protective hand gestures, put her hand on her stomach, closed her eyes, and went to sleep.

Chongming stood there, glanced at the bed for a moment, turned off the main light, left a small light on, went to the bathroom, wiped up the water stains that hadn't dried, ensuring that even if Jiang Chacha went barefoot, she wouldn't slip and fall, before leaving the bathroom.

He returned to the sofa where he had been sitting. In the dimly lit room, he used his supernatural mental energy to soothe the nerves while picking up the quantum tablet.

The brainboard didn't display the government affairs to be dealt with, but rather how orc males pursued pure humans: seduction, showering money, sweet talk, providing emotional support, praise, and countless other options and execution standards. Chongming meticulously and earnestly reviewed each item. Anyone who didn't see the contents of his brainboard would have assumed he was working overtime to handle national affairs.

A face-to-face spiritual reassurance is far more comforting to a demon than one that is merely revealed through a crack in the door or separated by a wall.

Jiang Chacha spent the first half of the night fighting insectoids and hunting strange beasts, and the second half of the night felt like she had taken root in fertile soil, her branches and leaves swaying in the breeze and being showered by spring rain, every pore on her body relaxing.

This feeling of relaxation meant that even if she had only slept for two or three hours and woke up precisely at 4:45, she was still full of energy and felt refreshed, as if she had inexhaustible strength.

But then she remembered that she was in the palace and didn't need to get up and run, so she stretched, turned over, and planned to pull the covers over her head and go back to sleep, but then she heard a faint sound coming from the room.

After the noise subsided, she turned over in the semi-circular bed and looked out, just in time to see Chongming walk out of the bedroom.

She originally wanted to sleep in, but her biological clock, which had been waking her up at 4:50 every day for more than three months, made it impossible for her to fall back asleep.

She got up, washed her face, rinsed her mouth, changed her clothes, and walked out of Chongming's bedroom, the palace where she lived.

The steward who had led her out of the palace yesterday greeted her warmly as she came out: "Jiang Chacha, you're awake. Would you like to take a walk, have breakfast, or perhaps find His Highness?"

Jiang Chacha saw the deacon and exclaimed, "You've been standing at the door all night?"

The officer replied respectfully, “I did not stand all night. My colleagues and I work 12-hour shifts, one day on and one day off, and we take turns every two hours at night.”

Jiang Chacha said, "I see," and then asked, "Where did your prince go so early?"

The steward said, "His Highness exercises regularly. No matter how late he returns to the palace, he gets up at 4:45 in the morning and goes out to exercise at 4:50 sharp."

"If you're looking for him, I can take you there."

Jiang Chacha checked the time; it wasn't 5 o'clock yet. Her body, soothed by her supernatural mental power, wasn't hungry at all.

She figured she had nothing better to do, so taking a stroll around wouldn't hurt: "Okay, take me there and make sure to prepare a nice breakfast."

The steward immediately notified the kitchen and then respectfully gestured for Jiang Chacha to enter.

Jiang Chacha followed behind her, looking at the palace with its lights off as the morning light was just beginning to break. The winding stone paths, beautiful flowers, and sturdy trees seemed to have a greater sense of historical weight than under the lights.

To see how big the palace was and how many palaces there were, Jiang Chacha walked along and then jumped onto the top of a palace and stood there looking down.

The palace under the lights and the palace under the gaze are two completely different extremes. The palace looks more magnificent and technologically advanced when viewed with the eyes.

The palaces, one after another, are layered upon one another. Those who know only know that two golden dragons live in the palace, but those who don't might think that the golden dragon clan is so prosperous that the entire palace is full of them.

The steward stood below, looking up at Jiang Chacha atop the palace, his heart filled with awe and awe. The future princess's supernatural abilities were truly high, she was so free-spirited, and her aura was so powerful at such a young age.

After observing the vast palace from a high vantage point, Jiang Chacha jumped down and followed the executive officer.

After walking for about 10 minutes, she heard the roar of a dragon, the roar of a dragon emanating from Sui Xuan Chu.

The guide stopped: "Jiang Chacha, the training ground is a 3-5 minute walk ahead. His Highness Chongming and His Highness the Crown Prince are training right now. You can see them when you get there."

Jiang Chacha nodded to the steward and walked forward along the stone path. The further she went, the wider her view became, and the roar of Sui Xuan Chu's dragon grew louder and more mournful.

It wasn't until Jiang Chacha arrived at the edge of the palace's vast open-air training ground that she saw Sui Xuan Chu, who had taken medicine and disguised himself as a crimson-black dragon, being kicked around by Chong Ming, a large golden dragon whose size was deliberately shrunk to be about the same as hers, as if kicking a ball. He was howling in pain and had no power to fight back.

He was slammed to the ground repeatedly, then got up again to attack, but his attacks couldn't even touch Chongming's body.

A typical case of repeated defeats, yet never giving up, never daring to escape, never daring to surrender, just one word: fight.

As the only son of the royal family, the current crown prince, and the future emperor, his life is truly miserable.

Jiang Chacha now suspects that Sui Xuanchu is overjoyed that she is pregnant with his uncle's child, and that he is probably thinking that he won't beat his uncle because he has a baby.

The poor child had several scales torn off. Jiang Chacha cast an attack spell and launched it at Chongming.

An invisible energy attack was about to strike Chongming Dragon, but he dodged it with a quick movement, and didn't forget to slap his tail, sending Sui Xuan Chu crashing down onto the stage from mid-air.

The dragon, which was over ten meters long in its beast form, could not withstand his uncle's tail strike. It fell to the ground, exhausted, and could not get up for a long time.

Jiang Chacha didn't expect that her sneak attack would be dodged by Chongming, and she was even more surprised that Chongming saw her and flew towards her in a beast form.

Its body, which was over 200 meters long, was deliberately shrunk to a dozen meters. Every scale exuded a metallic texture, and even the mane around its neck was distinct and ethereal.

The dragon's mouth tube was very large, and it looked very pure and strong, in its prime. It also had a pair of golden dragon horns, which were completely different from the horns of Sui Xuan Chu when he had just come of age.

Jiang Chacha looked directly at the golden dragon coming towards her, even though it was only a dozen meters long, and it made her hungry.

He really looks like someone who would be delicious, nutritious, and very nourishing if buried under a tree root.

Chongming flew to Jiang Chacha's side, landed as an adult, with a high nose, golden eyes, a high ponytail, training clothes, combat boots, broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and long legs.

Jiang Chacha looked at his transformed human form, his face cold and serious, and her appetite vanished instantly. She said in an unfriendly tone, "Your dragon form is quite handsome. Why did you suddenly turn into human form?"

Do you like his dragon-shaped appearance?
Next time, I'll show her how to transform into a dragon.

Chongming remained calm and collected: "You just ambushed me?"

Jiang Chacha blinked her eyes innocently: "I ambushed you, I swear to God, I haven't been here for more than 10 minutes, and the place where you train is so far away. I haven't even moved my hand. How could I have ambushed you?"

"With my willpower, with my soul, is there also an insectoid infestation in your palace that you can't find yourself, and you blame me?"

Looking at her innocent face and her righteous sophistry, Chongming sighed slightly: "You don't need to ambush me. You can support Sui Xuanchu and attack me openly together."

Jiang Chacha rolled her eyes: "I'm the one who supports him, it's more like he's the one who supports me."

Upon hearing Jiang Chacha's words on the training platform, Sui Xuan Chu transformed into human form, wiped the sweat from his face, and shouted at her, "Great! Great! Roommate, come here, I'll support you, let's beat up my uncle together!"