My Empress is My Bad Girl

The child frowned and glanced at the scholar, only to realize that the scholar was the scholar in white who had met before.

Suddenly felt disgust.

"Don't touch it." She said coldly.

The scholar seemed to realize that there was someone else. He looked back at the child and couldn't help but smiled and said, "Who I am? Turns out to be your grandmother."

"What are you doing here?"

"I... shelter from the rain." The scholar in white pointed out. There was only such a ruined temple within a radius of ten miles, so I had to come here.

The toddler said coldly: "Take your horse away from me."

The ruined temple is not too big, and there are plenty of leaks.

The scholar found a corner by himself, gathered all the hay in the temple, lit a fire, and took out a few taro from nowhere, and put them on the fire to roast them.

The child buried the cauliflower in the rain before, and after returning, he didn't want to do anything else, so that the clothes on his body are still wet.

It's still spring after all, and I still feel cold after sitting for a long time.

The toddler glanced at the fire.

The scholar smiled and said, "Auntie is so domineering and violent, she wouldn't need such a thing as a fire in the future."

The child sneered, turned his face away, and looked at the rain outside.

After a long time, the clothes on her body slowly dried up.

But the rain has never stopped, and there is a tendency to get bigger and bigger.

The sky gradually dimmed.

The child felt hungry in his belly and touched his side. He had nothing except the hard steamed bun that the cauliflower left for her.

She looked at the steamed bun, thought of the cauliflower, sighed slightly, and put the steamed bun away.

She has always been strong, and it's okay to be hungry, so she simply leaned against the wall and closed her eyes to sleep.

Thinking about waking up, the rain stopped, and then going out to find food.

Unexpectedly, she just closed her eyes and a scent of warmth came from her nose.

Opening his eyes, it was the scholar in white clothes who was pulling out the taro from the fire with a stick, peeling and eating.

Seeing the baby look over, he smiled and said, "Does grandma have one?"

"Do not care."

The toddler finished speaking coldly and closed his eyes.

But the scent burrows into his nostrils desperately, not only can't sleep, but he feels even hungry.

She touched the bun in her arms, and sat still.

"Since there are steamed buns, why not eat them?" the scholar's voice came.

"have a finger in the pie."

When the scholar was about to speak, he heard a messy horse hoof and loud shouts outside.

The child heard that the voice belonged to the group of men in black and white robes, and the killing intent flashed in his eyes, immediately jumped up, held the long sword, and hid by the door.

The scholar looked at her because he was unknown.

The toddler said coldly: "There will be a fierce battle here. If you want to survive, you'd better hide or leave here!"

"why?"

"Some wicked people who kill without blinking are coming."

"Langlang Qiankun, where are so many thieves? I don't believe it." The scholar laughed and lay down on the hay, closing his eyes, and fell asleep.

The child sneered angrily: "You don't know whether you live or die, and you will be killed later, don't call it wrong!"

While talking, the men also found the ruined temple and the fire inside, and immediately ran in.

While they were not paying attention, the toddler stepped forward with a sword and hit with a single blow, stabbing a man in a robe on the spot, and then flexibly turned twice in mid-air, picking the tip of the sword, and stabbing two people to death in a row.

Five people, three were solved in an instant.

The remaining two people were taken aback and shouted: "The stinky girl dared to attack and take her life!"