The princess is very versatile, leaving the prince to become the richest

Nothing happened, and everyone had a good night's sleep.

Except for the sound of rain coming from outside, the room that originally belonged to Xiao Jingyu was extremely quiet.

In the extremely quiet room, there was a rustling sound of someone lifting a quilt.

I saw a little person on the bed opened his eyes and looked around.

I found this to be an unfamiliar environment. I lay on the bed and looked at the ceiling, then I recalled what happened yesterday.

Then he rubbed his eyes and got up by himself.

Seeing that his mother and Ran Yang were still asleep, he slowed down his movements and quietly got out of bed.

Find your coat and put it on.

The weather in Jiangnan has been very hot recently, but now it is raining and the weather is a bit cool.

Jiang Zhuoran saw that his mother's quilt had almost fallen to the ground.

He shook his head helplessly, sighing in his heart, why does my mother sleep worse than me?

So as a warm-hearted man, he considerately picked up the quilt and covered his mother with it.

He felt a little distressed when he saw Ran Yang sleeping on a chair, half covered with a quilt.

Because his mother was busy, Ran Yang took care of him most of the time.

In his heart, Ran Yang has never been a servant, but more like a relative.

He climbed onto the bed again, took off his quilt and covered Ran Yang with it.

After finishing all these, his stomach started to growl and he touched his stomach.

I feel a little hungry. Let’s go find something to eat first.

He felt in his pocket and took out a bag.

It turned out to be the purse his mother had prepared for him.

Jiang Zhuoran opened it and took a look. There were about five taels of silver.

Not too much, but more than enough for a breakfast.

When it comes to money, Jiang Qingyu will not indulge him just because she is rich.

The rule that Jiang Qingyu set for him was to give him money once a month, ten taels of silver each time.

Let him plan how to spend the money.

Jiang Zhuoran first found his shoes and socks, then sat on the carpet and put them on.

He slowly opened the door, walked out, and then quietly closed the door.

The whole process was silent, so the two people in the room continued to sleep soundly as usual.

The two people, who had been huddled together because of the cold, slowly stretched out after Jiang Zhuoran covered them with a quilt.

Jiang Zhuoran closed the door and just turned around, he saw a person lying on the table outside.

Although he didn't see the face, he recognized the clothes.

It was Xiao Jingyu, his biological father.

Seeing Xiao Jingyu lying there sleeping, Jiang Zhuoran originally wanted to quietly go downstairs and get some food from the shopkeeper to fill his stomach.

But he suddenly discovered that there was a row of wood carvings in front of Jamel Xiao.

Attracted by the wood carving, he slowly approached the table.

He discovered that the Monkey King he had been thinking about was there.

Just as he was about to reach out to take it, Jamel Xiao, who was still asleep, suddenly woke up.

Xiao Jingyu suddenly sat up, and his sudden movement scared Jiang Zhuoran.

Jiang Zhuoran just stretched out his hand, but was frightened and retracted it.

Although Xiao Jingyu is no longer at the border, he still remains vigilant at all times.

When he felt someone approaching, a cold aura emanated from his whole body.

There was a look of terror in his eyes and they were red.

When he turned around and saw Jiang Zhuoran, he relaxed and his eyes became much gentler.

Although the change in his eyes only lasted for a moment, Jiang Zhuoran still saw it.

Although Jiang Zhuoran is a brave man, he is still a child after all.

Therefore, he stepped back with some fear.

She looked at Jamel Xiao with somewhat evasive eyes and spoke to him stutteringly.

"Yes, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to wake you.

I just wanted to see your wood carvings.

If you don’t want to, I’ll leave now.”

Looking at Jiang Zhuoran who was frightened by him and the way he carefully apologized to him, Xiao Jingyu felt a little distressed.

So he reached out and tried to pull Jiang Zhuoran to his side.

Jiang Zhuoran saw him reaching out his hand towards him. He thought the other party was going to hit him, which scared him so much that he took a step back.

Seeing Jiang Zhuoran dodging, Xiao Jingyu had no choice but to put down his hand first.

"Come here, I won't hit you."

After Xiao Jingyu finished speaking, he looked at him very gently.

Jiang Zhuoran also looked at him for a while, seeing that he really had no ill will towards him.

He just relaxed his guard, and seeing this, Xiao Jingyu reached out and pulled him towards him.

Jiang Zhuoran, who was no longer afraid, allowed Xiao Jingyu to pull him to his side.

Jiang Zhuoran had just stood beside him when suddenly his feet left the ground and he felt as if he was flying.

He let out an "Ah~" in surprise.

It turned out that it was Xiao Jingyu who picked him up and put him on his lap.

Xiao Jingyu hugged Jiang Zhuoran with one hand and brought the wood carving on the table closer to him with the other hand.

"Come, take a look at this Monkey King. How good is my sculpture?

Is it like what you imagined?"

The corners of Jiang Zhuoran's mouth, which were originally tense due to fear, began to smile after he sat on Xiao Jingyu's lap.

At this moment, he felt strong and secure behind him.

It would be nice if he could be my father.

"Um!

Just as I thought, maybe even better.

I love it, thank you. ”

His tone was joyful and firm.

Jiang Zhuoran's answer made Xiao Jingyu very happy.

Even though he was a feared and powerful prince, he was also filled with fear when facing Jiang Zhuoran.

Now that he had Jiang Zhuoran's affirmation, he finally relaxed a little.

"That's fine, that's fine."

Xiao Jingyu smiled and lowered his head, looking at the little person in his arms. Why did this child become more and more beautiful the more he looked at him?

"Wow, who is this person?

Why do I feel like it is similar to me?

This, is it me? "

Jiang Zhuoran held Sun Wukong in his left hand and a wooden sculpture of a child in his right hand, and raised his head to ask Xiao Jingyu.

Jiang Zhuoran's words brought Xiao Jingyu back to his senses.

"Yes, it's you."

After getting Xiao Jingyu's answer, Jiang Zhuoran lowered his head and began to fiddle with the wood sculpture.

In addition to Sun Wukong, Xiao Jingyu also carved animals such as tigers and dragons for him.

After Xiao Jingyu finished carving all the animals he could think of, he found that there was still a piece of wood left.

Just when he was thinking about what to carve next, Jiang Zhuoran's shadow suddenly appeared in his mind.

Thinking of this, Xiao Jingyu started to do it.

It took him very little time to carve Jiang Zhuoran because Jiang Zhuoran's shadow was always appearing in his mind.

"Great Sage Equaling Heaven, I am Jiang Zhuoran.

I want to be your disciple and learn the seventy-two transformations from you. Please accept me."

"I, Old Sun, see that you are gifted, so I will accept you."

"Thank you, Master. Please accept my disciple's greetings!"

Jiang Zhuoran was seen holding the statues of Sun Wukong and himself and performing a situational drama.