Listening to his master's outburst, Bao Hu stumbled back. "Master, this has nothing to do with your father. He—he loves you so much. Please don't misunderstand him...please,"
"Then how do you expect me to interpret this? HOW? you two are his accomplice. And you two wanted to hurt my lover," Xia whispered. Long laid in his arms with his hair ragged and scars all over hair face. he caressed the dragon's forehead and softly kissed his eyelid. "Why.....why do you all hate him? Because he's a prince? But he has no choice in his birth....so why do you all detest him so," he sobbed, hugging him softly.
Only his warm breath caressing his chest indicated him as alive. The little crayfish had never seen him so...so weak. "Baby...wake up please....." he whimpered.
but the dragon did not move.
"It's all because of me.....because I'm a demon," Uncontrollable sobs racked through his body.
