Chapter 4 — The Crown Prince's Xa Te

I'm just a lowly, fat snake. I have never even incubated my own eggs. Now a dragon asks me to incubate eggs for him? Moreover, this egg exudes a powerful ancient aura, absolutely not an ordinary thing. I stepped back in fear, the scales on my back stood up. "Your Highness... Your Highness... I... I can't..." I stammered in refusal, "I'm clumsy... I'll... break... I..." His golden eyes narrowed slightly, carrying a trace of unhappiness. "Come here." He repeated, his voice harder. I did not dare to resist, trembling and crawling towards him. He hugged me, no longer squeezing at seven inches, but wrapped his arms around my plump body, carrying me to the egg. When my cold scales touched the warm eggshell, I trembled violently. The life breath in the shell seems to react to my touch, vibrating slightly. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looks very satisfied. He adjusted my position, letting me use part of my body to carefully wrap it around the egg. The egg is very big, I'm very fat, rolled in... quite snugly? "That's it," he said softly, his voice almost seductive, "warm it, protect it." My whole body was stiff, not daring to move. I'm afraid that if I use too much force I will break this treasure. At that time, I really wanted to die. He sat next to me, looking intently and expectantly. Time passes little by little. I maintain the same position, my muscles are tired. The egg in my arms radiates a steady warmth, a strange rhythm of life transmitted through its scales to me. Strange, but not unpleasant. Even… a little pleasant? He gently placed his hand on me and the egg. His palm was also warm, containing a gentle strength. "It likes you very much." He suddenly spoke. I was stunned. Like me? This noble egg? “Your Highness… this… what exactly is this egg?” I couldn't help but ask in a low voice. He was silent for a moment, his golden eyes deep. "My eggs." He slowly said three words. My brain buzzed and I completely stopped thinking. His eggs? Eggs of Crown Prince Longzi? So he... he is... I suddenly realized that the Dragon Clan Crown Prince is male! How could he have eggs? Unless... This is his egg and the future Dragon Queen? But why did he tell me to hatch? Where is the future dragon queen? Countless questions filled my head, but I didn't dare ask. He seemed to see through my doubts, his eyes darkened slightly, a trace of pain that was hard to detect. But he didn't explain. Just gently caressed the eggshell, conveniently caressing my scales. "You don't need to know too much," his voice became calm again, "you just need to warm it, use your body to wrap around it, protect it." From then on, my life in captivity had the most important and strangest task - incubating eggs. Every day, we must carefully wrap around that dragon egg. Use your fat, warm body to keep it warm. Dragon clan crown princes come more often. Sometimes he just quietly looked at us. Sometimes he brought more precious mascots and forced me to eat them, saying it was to provide better "temperature" for me. Sometimes he put his hand on the egg and said something softly, as if he was talking to the life inside. His eyes looking at me also became more and more strange. Less of the initial hate and coldness, and more of something hard to describe — reliance and... tenderness? I'm getting more and more confused. More and more insecure. Am I just a snake used to incubate eggs? Because fat is thick and keeps warm well? Waiting for the egg to hatch, am I a piece of trash? What will be the outcome of the trash? I don't dare think. I can only try to "incubate" more and more every day, try to eat more of the things he brings to keep me a little warmer, hoping that he will find me useful and will spare my life in the future. This egg is truly special. Over time, we clearly feel the growth of the life inside. It seems

like he really depends on me a bit. Every time we relax a little because we are tired, it will vibrate slightly, emitting a weak, restless aura. Only when we wrap it tightly will it be quiet. The Dragon Clan Crown Prince was extremely pleased with that. His eyes looking at me became more and more gentle. Sometimes even showing a very faint smile. It's so beautiful that it tilts the water, but it gives me chills down my spine. This goodness is so unusual. One day, he brought a bottle of golden liquid. Emitting extremely dense and pure aura. “Drink.” He ordered, with a hot light in his eyes. I didn't dare ask what it was, so I obediently drank it down. The liquid slid through the throat, turning into a billowing stream of heat that spread throughout the body. My scales become more shiny, deep within my body an unprecedented strength rises. I even feel like my mind is a little brighter? "This is Dragon Marrow Kim Dich," he looked at me absorbing it, coldly explaining, "it's beneficial for you and for it."