Chapter 152
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Volume 2 + Chapter 152: Xia Yi’s Beautiful Dream
Xia Yi had a wonderfully sweet dream.
She dreamt of something that made her incredibly happy.
In the entire Dragon Palace, upon seeing Xia Yi, all the dragons bowed to her. Their eyes were filled with both admiration and fear—whether it was members of the royal maid squad or the dragon guards.
In fact, it wasn’t just the northern imperial capital. All the dragons across the entire Dragon Kingdom had submitted to Xia Yi’s majesty.
She didn’t have to do anything—just standing there was enough to make countless dragons tremble!
“I’ve lost… when it comes to dignity, I’ve already lost to Xia Yi!” Xia Lulu had no choice but to admit her defeat.
“Her Highness the Princess’s aura has already surpassed Her Majesty the Queen… no, surpassed any Dragon King in history!” commented Serra.
“Your Highness, I regret it. I should never have underestimated you, nor should I have assigned you so much homework. These old eyes of mine truly failed me!!” apologized Gran with a deep bow, full of remorse.
“Your Highness, you’re the idol of my life. For the rest of my days, I shall travel to every corner of the world and spread the word of your greatness!!” Elly declared her fanatical devotion to Xia Yi.
And so, Xia Yi’s name and prestige spread across the land, and everyone admired her from the bottom of their hearts.
…
“Ehehe~~”
The little princess lay on her bed, hugging a small dragon pillow, her sleeping face showing a blissful smile.
Sunlight poured into the room through the window.
“Good morning, Your Highness.”
Serra, already dressed in her maid outfit, stood beside Xia Yi’s bed and greeted her.
“Serra…?” Xia Yi mumbled without opening her eyes.
“Yes, Your Highness. It’s morning. Time to wake up and have breakfast.”
“I want… to sleep a little more…”
Xia Yi turned over.
She was so happy in the dream—how could she not enjoy it a bit longer?
Today, she was definitely going to stay in bed!
“Very well, then I’ll come call you again in a little while.”
Serra left the room.
After a while, Xia Yi slowly opened her eyes.
“Mmm… ah!”
She sat up, yawned, and stretched with satisfaction.
She hadn’t felt this good in a long time.
Hugging the little dragon pillow again, she lay back down.
“Good morning, Your Highness.” Serra greeted with a flawless professional maid’s smile.
“Morning, Serra.”
Xia Yi replied cheerfully, still savoring the remnants of her sweet dream.
This was the perfect way to start a beautiful day.
“Seems like you’re in a good mood.”
“I had a special dream!”
“What kind of dream?” Serra asked curiously.
“Not telling you… anyway, it was super happy!”
Xia Yi hopped out of bed, stretched her arms wide, and embraced the morning sunlight.
“Serra, I want to change! I’m getting up!”
“Very well.”
“I can’t wait any longer!!”
This trip to the southern border had greatly boosted Xia Yi’s prestige—now, throughout the Dragon Palace, no one dared to doubt her anymore.
To be admired by others, to feel the rise of her majesty—it was amazing.
The treatment she received yesterday in the Dragon Palace had completely enchanted her.
And today, it would continue.
She had never felt that waking up in the morning could be such a joyful thing!
“Your Highness, which outfit would you like today?” Serra asked.
In her hands were two outfits.
One was in a white-toned style, and the other leaned toward a blue-toned style.
“What do you think, Serra?”
“I’d recommend this one,” Serra said, holding up the white set.
“Why?”
“Because this one brings out your adorable looks…”
“Rejected! Rejected!” Xia Yi immediately refused. “I don’t need to be cute, understand?”
“Then what do you need?”
“What I need is… fear of my power, submission to my invincible strength, awe toward my supreme majesty!” Xia Yi declared seriously.
At that, Serra gave a slightly awkward yet polite smile.
“Those three things you mentioned—”
“What about them?”
“You already have them all,” Serra replied instantly, without a second’s thought.
“Hmph, Serra really gets it. As expected of the personal maid who’s served me for so many years—you noticed everything.”
“Thank you for your praise, Your Highness. It’s precisely because I’ve served you for so long that I can see it.”
“Hm?”
Something about those words sounded a little off to Xia Yi…
“Your Highness, do you need help getting dressed?” Serra asked.
“No need, I can do it myself.”
…
Xia Yi stood in front of the mirror, looking at her fully dressed self.
Yes!
Perfect!
Her silver hair was tied into twin tails. Though it gave a hint of childishness, it perfectly emphasized her loli-like cuteness. The white over-the-knee stockings and pleated skirt formed an absolute territory that further highlighted the little princess’s aura.
“Hmph, not bad for me!”
The current Xia Yi was nothing like before—she had long since gotten used to wearing girls’ clothes and stockings. She could even make fine adjustments to her outfit based on her needs, change her hairstyle, and choose the right accessories.
As a royal princess, her fashion sense and aesthetics were absolutely on point.
In this respect alone, she was already leagues ahead of most other girls!
“But if I have to nitpick… why don’t I give off the overwhelming aura that makes people want to kneel before me, like I imagined?” Xia Yi felt this was the only imperfection.
No matter how she looked at it, she just seemed like an adorable little white-haired fluff ball.
“Your Highness, what you’re describing can’t be conveyed directly through clothing. That mostly comes from one’s actual power,” Serra explained. “You’ve already proven that to everyone through your actions. As the saying goes, majesty without anger—you don’t need to say anything. Just standing there is enough to make people feel your pressure.”
“That’s true!”
Xia Yi nodded, thinking that made a lot of sense.
“Let’s go, Serra. Time for breakfast!”
“As you wish, Your Highness.”
Xia Yi, with Serra in tow, left her room and headed to the exclusive royal dining hall of the dragon clan.
They hadn’t gone far when the guards of the Dragon Palace approached from the front.
Oh ho~
Last night’s dream… it was a premonition, wasn’t it?
Xia Yi had already mentally prepared herself—once the palace guards saw her, they’d hurriedly salute, then be so overwhelmed by her aura that they could hardly breathe…
“Good morning, Your Highness!”
The guards stopped and saluted Xia Yi.
Hmph hmph!
Good, now next, let your trembling voices and panicked expressions show your fear and reverence!
Xia Yi didn’t speak, keeping up a facade of cold aloofness, waiting for the dragon guards’ next reaction.
However—reality dumped a cold bucket of water over her expectations.
The dragon guards’ response was nothing like what she had imagined.
