Chapter 91: Cheng Liyue, her patron saint, immediately wishes her son to dream. Don't tie her up with the night sky at the palace.

"What dream? Speak and listen?"

"I dream that I will be a great inventor in the future. I will invent many things. Everyone likes me very much!" The little fellow said happily.

Cheng Liyue immediately breathed a sigh of relief and stroked his head and said, "You are so smart, you will surely make a great career in the future."

"Mommy, when I grow up, I'll make a lot of money for you."

At that moment, a slender figure came in at the door and said,'You've...