The little packrat raised her small arms high, revealing her lotus root-like arms. She was like a tender glutinous rice ball. Her big black eyes were wide open. When she seriously recommended herself, her entire body was milky.
"If there's no danger, I'll let you play."
Mo Beiyuan raised his hand and rubbed it against her soft little hand. A trace of warmth appeared in his dark eyes.
The emperor's princes and princesses argued for a long time before they finally stopped and confirmed the final candidates.
They were the Thirteenth Prince, who was good at mathematics and had an excellent memory; the Fifteenth Prince, who was good at military tactics and archery, and the Twelfth Princess, who was good at controlling beasts; the Sixteenth Princess, a great spiritual knight, and the last disciple of the Miracle Doctor Sect, the Nineteenth Prince.
