A Woman’s Mouth Is Really Tough

Violet’s eyes were as sharp as knives, and the silver fork in her hand bent into a right angle.

She said coldly to Roland: “Do you think I’m going to let you?”

It was as if a long winter had arrived.

Not only Roland was frozen, but even Long Ling was affected.

A layer of frost was about to form on the scales on her body.

The Evil Dragon Miss’s aura was fully open, and she could poke all the dragons present with a cold blade.

But everyone was a relative, and at most a guest, it wasn’t good to be so excessive.

Long Ling mediated and said tactfully: “Crown Prince Roland, radish is raw, it doesn’t taste good.”

Violet’s dark gold eyes turned into vertical pupils, and she coldly glanced at Long Ling.

That was undoubtedly saying that if Long Ling dared to interfere, she would have the same fate.

She was just an innocent dragon passing by, please let her go, Duchess.

Long Ling puffed out her cheeks and breathed out a sigh of relief.

Roland also realized that the atmosphere wasn’t right, and tried to save face for herself: “Haha, if the radish dragon can’t be eaten, then forget it.

The strawberry dragon underneath should be edible, right?”

How could she accurately step on Violet’s landmines twice? Or was it that these two dragons were worthy of being relatives?

The silver fork in Violet’s hand suddenly turned into silver powder, and her deep eyebrows and eyes were cold to the extreme.

Her delicate jawline was taut into a straight line.

“Ellena, Crown Prince Roland has finished lunch, now send her out of Ilidari Manor.”

Ellena was Violet’s most loyal maid, and when she heard Violet’s order, she immediately bowed and responded: “Yes.”

Even if the other party was the Crown Prince, Ellena made a standard gesture of invitation.

If Crown Prince Roland didn’t appreciate her kindness and wanted to force her way, then she could only mobilize the manor’s guards and have people forcibly drag her out.

A look of surprise flashed in Roland’s eyes, and she realized that Violet wasn’t joking.

She said gently: “Okay, Violet, I’m sorry, don’t drive me away.

We haven’t seen each other for several years, I wanted to catch up with you.

I was just too hungry.”

Seeing that Violet was still arrogant and unmoved, Roland had to bring up official business: “Last time, those alchemists used the eggs of poisonous flame beasts to refine hallucinogenic potions, causing panic among the people.

Many politicians also made wild claims, emphasizing that it was because there were too many Omega in power in the kingdom, and that political power should be returned to the Alpha in order for the kingdom to prosper.

His Majesty was therefore furious, and your fiefdom should cooperate with His Majesty’s decrees, but you still keep Gris Bay open.”

Violet said lightly: “They’re just a few rats in the gutter that can’t see the light.

The adjutant under me has already found clues and is netting them.

They’ll be rounded up soon.

But the port of Gris Bay can’t be closed for the time being.

The civilians in my fiefdom rely on it for a living.”

Violet said coldly: “As for those people, they’re just taking the opportunity to let you give up the position of Crown Prince to your Alpha sister Beverly.”

Roland shook her head slightly, and her eyes also flashed with coldness: “Beverly is still young, even if she sits on the position of Crown Prince, she can’t bring them any real benefits.

It’s just an excuse for the Alphas to want to dominate power.

A group of dragons who can’t even control their own heat cycle, what qualifications do they have to seize the rights of the Omegas.

So I want to borrow a guard from you.

I’ll take this opportunity to wipe out some of the dragons who have rebellious intentions, and make them shut up completely.”

As an Alpha, Long Ling was sitting next to them, and suddenly felt a little uneasy.

She had thought that the Evil Dragon Miss’s cousin was simply visiting her house, but she hadn’t expected her to come to eat, take, and also borrow a guard from Violet.

She wondered if Violet would lend her one?

Violet did indeed glance at Roland coldly: “This is not a reason to covet what I have.”

The topic went back to the beginning again.

Roland didn’t get what she really wanted, and stubbornly refused to leave: “Oh, it’s just a pretty white radish.

You’re already sick, why are you still so quick to anger like before?

I won’t eat it anymore, okay?

Where’s your chef?

Let him come over and make me another meal.”

When she heard the word chef, Long Ling’s eyes lit up.

That’s right, it was her, she made this meal!

Usually, this was the link where the royal chef was rewarded.

Long Ling felt as if she was wearing a big red flower on her chest, ready to go on stage to receive the award at any time.

But Violet glared at Long Ling and said to Ellena to the side: “Have the chefs in the manor make a lunch and serve it to Crown Princess Roland.”

Long Ling settled down, propping her face with her hand, and almost forgot that the Evil Dragon Miss only allowed her to cook for her.

If she did this, would Crown Prince Roland be angry?

Roland thought that she would get the same lunch, and waited in anticipation, elegantly wiping the corners of her lips.

When the ordinary chefs in the manor brought up a completely different meal, Roland visibly wilted.

What was this, even the vegetables were cut casually, the pieces of meat were so big, and they looked charred yellow.

She was the Crown Prince, were the chefs asleep, or were they deliberately not putting her, the Crown Prince, in their eyes!

A trace of anger appeared in Roland’s eyes.

She picked up a fork, and ate a mouthful with patience, her face was about to twist.

After tasting real delicacies, who could bear to eat this again?

Roland put down the fork, leaned close to Violet, and said with a hint of sourness: “Violet, your chef’s dishes aren’t good, I want them to taste like that last meal.”

Violet’s delicate face revealed coldness: “No, my manor only has one chef.”

Long Ling wiggled her fingertips, and blinked her thick eyelashes.

If the Evil Dragon Miss said there was no, then there was no.

Roland was really speechless, she just wanted it, it was just a chef, why was Violet so protective of her, she was unwilling to give in.

Her eyes swept around the leftovers, and landed on the lifelike and finely carved radish dragon, her gaze quickly swept over the luxurious kitchen made of crystal.

Smoke was still coming from the chimney of the gorgeous crystal kitchen, and the lid of the stew pot was open, maybe there was still soup inside.

The chef that Violet was hiding must be cooking in the crystal kitchen.

The chef who gave her the meal just now wasn’t using the same kitchen.

A smug smile appeared on Roland’s lips, and she beckoned to the attendants behind her: “Bring some bread over.

I saw some soup in that kitchen, bring all the soup over.”

Long Ling couldn’t help but say: “The soup has been cold for so long, do you want to heat it up?”

Roland said gently: “It’s okay, I can drink it cold too, thank you, Long Ling.”

Violet’s expression instantly turned cold as she looked at Long Ling.

Did the Alpha dragon have to care about every Omega so much?

Since she had so much concern, she should think about whether she could sleep in the bed tonight!

[Damn Alpha, does she have to be so considerate to every Omega!

Tonight, let her sleep in her favourite kitchen!]

Long Ling suddenly heard the Evil Dragon Miss’s thoughts, and a layer of cold sweat floated on her forehead.

She had just asked out of politeness, she wasn’t really that concerned!

What to do? How should she coax the Evil Dragon Miss?

Long Ling was embarrassed to be close to Violet in front of outsiders, so she wrung her fingers nervously.

The attendants quickly brought the rest of the soup over after heating it.

There was only half a pot left.

Roland had them pour it all into the soup bowl.

She picked up a golden spoon, and after just taking a sip, a look of intoxication appeared on her face: “It’s so delicious, I don’t want to drink it all in one gulp.”

“It’s too far from the royal city, otherwise, I would have brought it back for His Majesty to taste.

Now, I can only enjoy it myself.”

Roland took a beautiful sip of the hot lamb soup, and held a piece of wheat bread in one hand, evenly smearing the thick and mellow gravy that was left on the plate onto the bread, and took a bite.

It was so fragrant, it was so delicious that she wanted to swallow her tongue.

She couldn’t waste the soup either, and Roland used the bread to scoop up the meat soup, elegant yet quickly, achieving a truly empty plate.

Long Ling rubbed her forehead.

Why did Crown Prince Roland have a heart that loved delicious food under her noble appearance?

She even ate the leftovers with relish.

Roland’s elegant and gentle image was about to collapse.

Violet crossed her arms and looked at Roland for a while, then moved her wheelchair and walked away: “I’m going to the study.”

Long Ling quickly said: “I’ll go with you.”

Roland was immersed in delicious food, and waved her hand at the two of them.

Long Ling silently followed behind Violet, and when they reached the corner of the garden veranda, Violet stopped the wheelchair, and Ellena, who was following beside her, silently moved away.

Violet looked sideways at Long Ling: “What are you doing following me?”

Long Ling quickly took small steps, walked to Violet’s side, and softly called her: “Violet, I wasn’t concerned about Crown Prince Roland, I just reminded her casually, because hot soup is more delicious.”

Violet glanced at Long Ling coldly, her tone was calm: “You don’t have to explain to me.”

That’s not what you said in your heart, you care so much, you even want to throw me into the kitchen!

The little person in Long Ling’s heart was about to run wild.

Why was Violet so contrary?

If it wasn’t for her ability to hear her thoughts, she really wouldn’t have any idea!

Sob sob sob, women’s mouths are so hard!

Long Ling could only express her loyalty again: “I will always only cook for you, and I won’t cook for others, really, don’t be angry, not only do I know how to make those things, I also know how to do a lot of other things, they’re all delicious, don’t be angry~”

The Alpha’s tone was gentle and soft, and in a place where others couldn’t see her, the whole dragon was about to softly stick to Violet’s body.

The silver-white dragon tail behind her swayed a few times involuntarily because of anxiety.

Violet saw that Long Ling’s eyes were moist, and her face was aggrieved and anxious.

Ripples couldn’t help but ripple in her heart.

She wasn’t that angry either, and even felt that this anger came a bit inexplicably.

She possessed many things, that radish-carved dragon wasn’t expensive, and wasn’t even as dazzling as a gem she threw into the warehouse.

But an nameless anger rose in her heart, and then was ignited by Long Ling’s seemingly ordinary concern.

Her ability to control her emotions had always been very good before, but she had lost control a little today.

Violet glanced at Long Ling’s fair cheeks, and the hand she raised still fell down:

“You don’t have to accompany me this afternoon.

Go to your tavern.

I still have something to discuss with the Crown Prince.”