Nine-year-old Little Demon Empress

The stars twinkled brightly, inlaid in the night beside them.Or dense or thin, like a gorgeous brocade quilt.The night wind blows, chilling the heart and spleen.The rose is dancing under the beautiful starry sky, breathing fragrance.

The white bed was blown up by the night wind outside like a wave.The eyelashes of the person on the bed drooped slightly, and the corners of his mouth pulled slightly.The little chest rose and fell, and slept soundly.

"Dong dong dong..." Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door outside the courtyard. "Open the door, open the door."

The eyes of the person on the bed opened suddenly, their eyes flickering, and they did not have the sweet appearance when they were asleep.

"squeak--"

Leng Wanwan heard the sound of opening the bedroom door, presumably the nanny went out to check on the situation.She frowned a little, she was so tossing around in the middle of the night, she thought it was not a good person.The corners of her mouth hooked slightly, and she showed a cold smile.The little body jumped up nimbly, put on the coat beside the bed, and walked out.

The nanny opened the courtyard door, but saw the general's wife unexpectedly appeared outside the door.Her face was cold, and the starlight reflected on her face, which was weird.Behind her was a large group of servants, all of whom looked vicious.

The nanny was startled, thinking it was just a matter of day.Immediately blessed the body, and asked euphemistically: "I have seen Madam, but I don't know why Madam came here late at night?"

"Where's that little bastard?" Mu Zhaoyun looked at the nanny coldly. It was this troublesome old woman who protected that little bastard.Feeling resentful in his heart, he glared at her.

The nanny suppressed her dissatisfaction with Mu Zhaoyun scolding Miss, and said calmly, "Miss is already asleep."

"It really is a bitch." Mu Zhaoyun's eyes were full of disgust, and she raised her voice, "That little bitch scared my Yue'er into a sickness, and she can still sleep. Go and drag her out." She turned to the person behind her. The servant waved his hand and ordered.

"Wait—" the nanny stretched out her arms to stop the servant, anxious. "Ma'am, Miss is also the general's daughter, you can't do this." Her eyes suppressed fear and looked at Mu Zhaoyun, but her heart was pounding.During the day, when the young lady surrounded the young lady and the others with fire, she knew that disaster was coming.But no matter what, she still wants to protect the young lady who has lost her mother since she was born and has no love from her father.

"It's the other way around, you." Mu Zhaoyun stared at the nanny, her eyebrows raised.The slender jade finger pointed at her, and the jade ring on the finger shone brightly under the starlight, but it was a bit cold. "You, a servant, dare to teach Mrs. Ben a lesson. Come on, give me a slap."

"Who dares." The soft childish words carried an irresistible force.Not cold-hearted, who is it.

"Miss." The nanny hurried up to greet her, "It's cold in the night, why did you come out?"

"Nurse, it's okay." Leng Wanwan gave the nurse a sweet smile, but when he looked at Mu Zhaoyun and others, it was so cold that it made people shiver.

"You're that little bitch." Mu Zhaoyun felt weak for a moment when he was stared coldly at him, but he straightened his body and stared back.This girl has black hair like ink.Throwing casually on her small shoulders, the white dress swayed with the night wind, a pair of small feet dragging the shoes, a bit lazy, her midnight-like pupils were filled with coldness, no matter how you looked at her, she didn't look like a three-year-old Childish.That imposing manner is like a general, and it really is the son of that cheap girl.She was so angry that her teeth itched, she wished she could slap this little bastard.

Leng Wanwan looked up at this woman, with a high bun, pearl hairpins inserted obliquely in the left and right buns, and a big pink flower in the bun.A green tube top with dewy cream, covered with a narrow-sleeved gown, a long skirt tied to the bust, and a ring around the waist.The white shawl hangs down the shoulders, and the night wind blows, and the sleeves of the clothes fly.She is very noble and charming, and even though she is about thirty years old, her appearance is not old at all, her makeup is exquisite, and her expression is domineering, she must be the general's wife.

"Little bitch, who are you calling?" Leng Wanwan rolled her eyes lazily, as expected, like a mother, like a daughter.The big peacock gave birth to the little peacock, and it turned out that Leng Yueer's annoying personality was inherited from her.

"Little bastard, I call you." Mu Zhaoyun replied angrily. The noble general's wife was angry at a child who was less than her knee height, and her appearance was as ugly as it could be said.

"Oh, so the little bastard is calling me." Leng Wanwan plucked his ear with his little hand, "I heard it, you are a little bastard."

"puff--"

The nanny smiled again, she didn't expect the young lady to be so good at swearing.

"You—" Poor Mu Zhaoyun was as cold as her daughter, "You little bitch frightened us Yue'er and kept talking nonsense here, I must punish you today."

"Miss Leng was frightened to death?" Leng Wanwan smiled half a smile, "It really is that I have done too many bad things and met the King of Hades."

"Bah, bah, bah..." Mu Zhaoyun pointed and cursed coldly, "You bitch, don't curse us, Yue'er, you are the one who should report to Hades, and you should pay for your dead old lady. "

collapse--

Leng Wanwan only felt that the strings in his heart were breaking, and his whole body exuded a cold breath.Those original pair of black gemstone-like crystal pupils seem to be filled with ice for thousands of years, and the cold air is freezing.With disheveled hair and delicate facial expressions, she looks like Shura.

"What? Am I wrong?" Mu Zhaoyun swallowed, wondering why this bitch looked so scary. "Your mother is a lowly girl herself, and she still wants to become a general. Is she worthy? The sparrow also wants to become a phoenix."

"Hehe..." Leng Wanwan smiled evilly, "I'm very angry now, and the consequences will be serious."

"What? What?" Mu Zhaoyun was puzzled, what was this bitch talking about?

"I heard that my mother was poisoned to death." Leng Wanwan stared at Mu Zhaoyun closely, smiling coldly. "Should you say that a child of a man should avenge his mother?"

"you--"

Mu Zhaoyun took a step back, the panic in his heart could no longer be concealed.She, she really came to take revenge, it was Xiaolian, it must be her soul that started to play tricks.Trembling all over, I only felt a chill rushing up from the soles of my feet.The bright stars in the sky turned into Xiaolian's cold and sad smile. Is she going to kill her?

Staring coldly at Mu Zhaoyun, who lost her composure, she was just trying.But I didn't expect that she really killed the old lady of the owner of this body, tsk tsk tsk, this lady hasn't come to the door yet, you actually came to the door by yourself, then don't blame me.

With a sneer, her limp little hands swayed the silver bell around her waist.Ding ding dong, in the silence of the night, the ringing was extremely ear-piercing, like the whining of a strange ghost; it seemed that the life-threatening Shura was laughing wildly, and everyone changed their faces.

The servants stared at the short and chubby Miss Wanwan, feeling numb in their hearts.During the day, it was rumored that this lady was no longer the original lady, but was possessed by a ghost.They were still skeptical, but this young lady is so cold and charming now, how can she be the cowardly, cowardly and unfavored young lady in the past.She was really possessed by dirty things, thinking about it, they couldn't help but take a step back.

Looking at their movements coldly, the eyes flashed, they really are cowards.This is intimidating, and it is far worse than those brothers under her.Gun Linyu didn't change his face.

The corners of his mouth curled up, and his little hand rattled the bell without stopping.Jingle, jingle, the bell is getting louder.Faintly, the smooth ground lit up.

"Miss." The nanny was startled. During the day, when the lady rang the bell, a fire burst out out of nowhere, and the flames reflected the sky, which was very frightening.Now is the lady going to make a fuss again?Oh my god, this is the general's wife, the princess.If you frighten her, the young lady will really get into big trouble.Thin sweat oozes from her forehead, and she holds Leng Wanwan anxiously.

"You, what are you going to do?" Mu Zhaoyun pointed at Leng Wanwan, his head shaking.

"What are you doing? I want revenge." Leng Wanwan let go of the nanny's hand, his eyes were cold and frozen three feet. "I will never let anyone who bullied us and killed my mother before." I am a little demon girl, am I not?

When the language falls, hey.With a cold curved finger.A beam of fire rushed towards Mu Zhaoyun.With a snort, half of Mu Zhaoyun's forehead was burned off.

"what--"

Mu Zhaoyun froze in shock and did not dare to move.

"Ma'am." All the servants were shocked, staring at each other not knowing what to do.

"How?" He curled his lips coldly, with a smile that was not a smile. "How does it feel to have burned hair?!"

"You—" Mu Zhaoyun was so angry that he lost all demeanor. "You witch, I want to inform the general and let him drive you out."

"Please go ahead." Leng Wanwan shook his small hands, as if you could come anyway.It happened that she also wanted to meet the guy who destroyed the flowers of the motherland and ignored her daughter after her death.

"Hmph, let's go." Seeing that Nai was doing nothing, Mu Zhaoyun flung his sleeves and left.A group of servants also left, thinking that tomorrow everyone will know that Miss Wanwan in the North Courtyard is a little demon girl who knows how to use magic spells.

The nanny was heartbroken when she saw that the young lady was just playing tricks on the madam, and didn't really hurt her.But she didn't know that the cold bend would not let Madam go, the long torture is more frightening, isn't it?A game of cat and mouse should be fun.His dark eyes half-closed, thinking dangerously.

The noisy night finally quieted down.

The wind is blowing, the stars are blinking, the rose is swaying, and the night is quiet.