Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, the child on King Mansha is already fifty years old, but at this time he looks like a little doll of three or four years old in the world.

"Your Majesty, the appearance of the little prince is really likable. Ruyue has grown so big, I have never seen such a beautiful man in my clan. A little girl who looked thirteen or fourteen years old said to Mansha with a smile.

The little girl's name is An Ruyue, and she is Mansha's personal maid, since Mansha gave birth to the child, An Ruyue has been serving the child with her, and she loves the little doll carved in pink and jade. Especially the child always looks calm, obviously from the appearance of a milk doll who should be coquettish in his mother's arms, but he always puts on a sophisticated and deep appearance, never cries, and the appearance of the little adult often provokes An Ruyue to laugh.

"Little girl, don't talk nonsense, there is no little prince in my Shura royal family. Mansha glanced at An Ruyue with some disgust, this little girl always speaks with a big smile and no taboos, although she doesn't mind, but if you listen to this, it will still cause some unnecessary trouble.

"Yes, yes, the slave is wrong, the slave must be careful to speak in the future. An Ruyue smiled and bowed, but her tone did not admit her mistake, after all, after all these years, the Shura royal family almost acquiesced that he was the only little prince in the clan, and they all called him that way in private.

"By the way, the little prince can already start learning at his current age, but why hasn't he said a word until now?" An Ruyue put away her laughing expression and asked in a slightly positive whisper.

This king is also very puzzled. I think this king sensed him in a sleep for some reason, and since then he has been in my stomach for eight years, and even when he gave birth, it took seven days and seven nights. To this day, there are still many voices in the royal family, saying that this king is a strange child. Although the king disdained to argue with them, he did not expect them to believe in the origin of the child. But now, fifty years later, this child looks smart and clever, but he has never said a word, which really makes this king feel embarrassed. Mansha gently stroked the child's head and sighed helplessly.

"No, we Shura people are usually born two or three years old, and the first thing we say is our name. The little prince is now fifty years old, ah, no, he is fifty-eight years old, including the eight years he was in your womb, and yet he has never spoken his name, which is very distressing. An Ruyue scratched her head and muttered with a pout.

"Who says I can't speak? I just don't want to speak. A milky voice rang out abruptly.

Mansha and An Ruyue were startled by this sudden voice, the two of you, look at me, I look at you, and then they all looked at the milk doll beside them with shocked faces.

"Kid...... You...... You're finally talking......" Mansha was so excited that she squatted down and reached out tremblingly to caress her child's little face.

"Mothers don't have to be so excited. The child's name is ......" The little doll's voice was still milky, but the expression of his voice was like that of a little adult, and when he said his name, he subconsciously frowned and paused.

"Little Prince, what's your name?" An Ruyue also squatted down excitedly, staring at the milk doll in front of her with curiosity.

"I don't have a name, I don't have a mind. The little doll frowned, and it took a long time for her to say her name.

"Thoughtless...... Mother will call you Nian'er in the future?" Mansha asked with tears in her eyes, caressing the little doll's face.

"Since you are my mother, you can call the child as you like. But this little girl can't do it!" the milk doll stretched out her fleshy little finger and pointed at An Ruyue very seriously, and said with a solemn face.

An Ruyue suddenly cried and laughed with black lines on her head, she knew that this little prince was different, the little doll always liked to pose like an adult, and today he spoke for the first time, and he actually pointed at himself with such a straight face, he was obviously more than 100 years younger than her, and he dared to say that she was a little girl?

Mansha was also amused by her child's serious look at this time, she took him in her arms and said with a smile: "Okay, mother promises you." Then tell me what Sister Ruyue should call you in the future?"

Xiao Wunian's brows furrowed even deeper, he twisted his soft body with some resistance, wanting to break free from Mansha's arms, and said urgently: "Although my mother is my mother, you can't hold me like this without my permission in the future." As for this girl, she is not a sister, she still calls me 'little prince' like before. ”

Mansha's heart tightened, and he reluctantly let go of Cang Wunian. She didn't understand why, Xiao Wunian was obviously a child she had worked so hard to give birth to, but why did she feel a little stiff and distant when she heard him speak now.

And Mansha was a little afraid of this child in his heart, not so much fear, but awe. That inexplicable feeling seems to come from the deep surrender in her heart, maybe this child is really the established king of the Shura clan, so he can make her, a mother, feel a kind of oppression from the bottom of her heart.

"Whatever Nian'er says, Mother promises you. Can Nian'er tell her mother now, why you could have spoken a long time ago, but you were so reluctant to speak?" Mansa asked suspiciously, taking Cang Wunian's little hand.

"Mothers should be able to feel that children are not ordinary children. When the child first came to the world, his thinking was still a little confused, and he always felt that there were some things that the child needed to solve, but he couldn't think of what it was, so the child has been immersed in his own thoughts all these years and has never thought of speaking. Cang Wunian said in a light tone.

"I see...... Nian'er, my mother has something to tell you, there is no precedent for our Shura clan to have a hereditary throne, you just said that let Ruyue call you 'little prince', this kind of thing is just said in front of your mother, and you must not say it in front of other royal families. The mother's strength is mediocre, and many people in the royal family are dissatisfied with her mother. Before you have great ability, you must not speak so arrogantly. Mansha whispered.

When Cang Wunian heard this, a strange smile appeared on his immature face, which made Mansha and An Ruyue feel cold, and they couldn't understand how such a stinky little doll could have such a terrible sense of oppression.

"Mother don't worry, the child will definitely be the only king of this Shura clan. When the child's strength is restored, he will let those who are not convinced understand what it means to respect strength. Cang Wunian said aloud without any care, and his immature voice filled most of the Lieyang Palace.