70. Feeling Regretful
Xia Lulu was taken aback.
Xia Yi's recent statement was somewhat unexpected. Xia Lulu had thought her daughter was simply being mischievous, causing trouble on purpose to make a mess and annoy her.
Could it be because of this…?
Xia Lulu's hand had been tightly holding onto Xia Yi's tail, but unconsciously, she began to loosen her grip.
However—
Xia Yi suddenly chuckled mischievously, making a rather weighty declaration.
"Mother, it feels so good to be the Silver Dragon Queen. How about… you abdicate now and let me take over the throne…!"
"?!"
"I'm thinking, if I become the Silver Dragon Queen, then in the future…"
Xia Yi truly began to ponder what she would do if she became the ruler of the dragon clan.
"That way, I can do whatever I want… No one would dare to defy me! From now on, all of Grandmaster Gran's requests for magic funding reviews, rejected!"
"…"
"I'll issue a decree… Everyone must eat osmanthus cakes, only osmanthus cakes, respect osmanthus cakes, worship osmanthus cakes… Any doubters will be punished with the osmanthus cake penalty!"
"…"
"After Mother retires, you won't have to worry about your image, stuffing your chest at work every day—"
Xia Yi suddenly screamed, kicking her little feet in the air.
"Wah wah wah, don't pinch my tail anymore, Mother!! Wuu wuu wuu!"
Although Xia Lulu's face bore a smile, there was not a hint of mirth in it, as her hand once again tightly grasped Xia Yi's tail.
Each time she squeezed, Xia Yi reacted violently, and for a time, the palace was filled with the young princess's shouts and pleas for mercy.
For a dragon like Xia Yi, who had hardly ever trained her tail, this was, in a sense, even more stimulating than a spanking.
Under such intense impact, the state of mind of clear and still water that Xia Yi had was long forgotten.
Now, all she felt was regret!
"Xia Yi, you're really naughty, rebelling to this extent. Since you've chosen to be a bad child, you must be prepared to accept the punishment, right? Today, let your body remember this lesson well."
"Wah wah, Mother… mercy… wuu wuu wuu… I was wrong…! I won't dare again… No more mischief…! Wuu ah… don't, don't touch the tail… please stop…!"
…
"Damn it…"
"Damn it."
"Damn it!! Damn you, Silver Dragon Queen! To punish me like this, I quit!"
In her own room, Xia Yi roared in frustration, angrily throwing the pen in her hand onto the floor.
Before her was a mountain of homework.
After the incident of impersonating Xia Lulu, Xia Lulu found Grandmaster Gran and gave him new orders.
For example…
No sleeping during class, each time she slept, more homework would be added.
No daydreaming during class, each time she did, more homework would be added.
No being late or leaving early during class, each time it happened, the homework would double.
Although Grandmaster Gran didn't understand why the Queen's attitude had changed so suddenly, he was very willing to strictly educate the princess and help her become accomplished. So, he thoughtfully prepared a luxurious limited edition homework package for Xia Yi!
As a result, Xia Yi was swamped with piles of homework, all of which she had to complete.
If she didn't finish, her afternoon tea treats would be replaced with bitter gourd juice.
Just the thought of bitter gourd juice made Xia Yi shudder.
"No, I don't want bitter gourd juice!"
Despite her bold proclamations earlier, the thought of bitter gourd juice was too terrifying, and Xia Yi reluctantly crouched down to pick up her pen and sat back at her desk, ready to burn the midnight oil.
"Why won't this pen write anymore… Wah! Why is even the pen bullying me?!"
Xia Yi was on the verge of a breakdown.
This was a classic case of 'stealing chickens only to end up losing the rice.'
Initially, she had impersonated Xia Lulu to visit the dragon clan's library and obtain the memoir of the late Emperor Gerka, to learn about the past of the Silver Dragon Queen.
Now, she had not only failed to get her hands on Emperor Gerka's memoir but had also embarrassed herself in front of Xia Lulu and been saddled with a mountain of homework. Who could she even complain to?
Xia Yi blushed at the memory of her behavior in front of Xia Lulu that night, a complete and utter embarrassment.
"Hmph, so petty, Xia Lulu. All I said was that your chest was a bit small… You get defensive over the truth, can't take a joke!"
Of course, these complaints were something Xia Yi only dared to mutter to herself when alone. She wouldn't dare to continue such insolence in front of Xia Lulu.
Knock, knock, knock.
There was a knock at the door.
Xia Yi glanced out the window; it was deep into the night, and at this hour, there was only one person who would come looking for her.
"Princess, it's me, your personal maid, Sera."
"Sera, come in," Xia Yi replied nonchalantly.
The door opened.
Sera didn't come empty-handed; she was carrying a tray with a slice of cake and a glass of milk on it.
Instantly, Xia Yi's eyes lit up.
"Princess, this is your late-night snack," Sera said with a smile. "I made it especially for you. It's still warm, so please eat it quickly. It will help you relax a bit."
"Yay~!"
Xia Yi temporarily put aside her homework and began to enjoy the cake and milk.
Mmm~ Delicious!
In this world, cakes would never betray you. Oh, divine beings, thank you for creating such a wonderful thing as cake, healing my wounded heart.
"Princess, you've worked hard," Sera said empathetically. "It couldn't have been easy to pretend to be the Queen in front of the Storm King."
"Um…"
Xia Yi stiffened and looked at Sera with a slightly aggrieved expression.
"Sera, you're mocking me!!"
"Not at all, Princess. I truly think you're amazing. After all, you've been recognized by the Holy Sword as its wielder."
"Is, is that so?" Xia Yi blinked. "Is that impressive?"
"Yes, Princess. Being recognized by the Holy Sword means you must possess extraordinary qualities that others simply don't have. Throughout history, no one from the dragon race has ever been a Sword Saint. I truly admire you for that."
After all, I am the indomitable human Sword Saint.
Xia Yi thought to herself, quite naturally.
Even though her body had temporarily become that of a dragon, her soul had not forgotten the pursuit of the sword.
This conviction was etched into her very soul.
Perhaps it was this unwavering spirit that allowed her to still resonate with the Holy Sword, despite her current draconic form.
With these thoughts, Xia Yi contentedly finished her cake, feeling drowsy and satisfied, and began to yawn. She considered just going to bed…
"By the way, Princess," Sera interjected.
"What is it?" Xia Yi asked, her voice heavy with the onset of sleep.
"Don't forget about your homework," Sera reminded her with a gentle smile.
"Oops, I still have a lot of homework to finish!!"
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