Elias originally thought that the Queen Mother would take action immediately, but unexpectedly, after waiting for two or three months, there was no movement, so she had to ask the old ghost to inquire about the situation.
When the old ghost came, he was lying on the Seventh Prince's lap, basking in the sun. His belly was turned over, his four paws were facing the sky, and he was making a slight humming sound from his nose. To be honest, the humming is not unpleasant at all, but the milky sound is so cute that it can make people's ears melt. The Seventh Prince was obviously enjoying himself. He gently held his wagging tail with one hand, and stroked his belly back and forth with the other hand, with a very doting expression on his face.
However, whenever the old ghost thinks about the soul of a person wrapped in this skin, and that this person can pretend to be a fool very naturally, like a dog, he will get goosebumps all over his body. He really couldn't understand how anyone could be so comfortable being a dog.
"Elias, when are you going to leave the palace to find that witch? Aren't you afraid that you will never be able to regain your human form?" He had been holding back this sentence for a long time, and he was unhappy today.
"There's no rush. We'll wait until the master's leg recovers completely. Has the Queen Mother taken action?" Elias raised her eyelids.
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