The Prince Lies Down? I Am Really Not the Dragon That Protects the Country.

Xiao Yi, the third son of King Jing'an of the Great Yan Dynasty, was recognized as the number one loser in Kyoto. Martial arts? Not interested. Court? Too lazy to get involved. As long as you are alive, lying down and basking in the sun is the right thing to do. While others were practicing hard skills and fighting for power, he just wanted to take a peaceful nap in the backyard of the palace. Until one day, a cold system prompt sounded in his mind—— "Ding! It is detected that the host has been lying down for three hours, and the reward is [The Ancient Overlord's Technique]!" "Ding! The host yawned, triggering passive training and breaking through to the level of a martial arts master!" "Ding! The host was in a daze and filled a stick of incense, and suddenly realized the peerless martial arts [Finger of Nirvana]!" Xiao Yi:...? This is not called cultivation, this is called enjoying life, do you understand? However, what he didn't know was that the aloof princess who broke off his engagement was staring at the speed of his breakthrough, the saintly lady who once scorned him was peeking at him sleeping on the roof, and the spies at the border were already writing legends about him with trembling pens—— "There is a dragon in the great flames. When it sleeps, it suppresses the northern border, and when it rages, it shatters the divine court." Xiao Yi expressed his innocence: I really just want to lie down, don't talk nonsense, I have nothing to do with that dragon...