The Almighty Princess of the Black Emperor

Chapter 2 Fengxianbao, as waste wood

Chapter 2 Fengxianbao, as waste wood (3)
The master and the envoy left, looking at the baby in her arms and the three older children, Leng Qingyue was about to cry.

Master... Isn't the task of Master too difficult?
There were roars in the room.

"It's so annoying! Damn child, he knows how to cry all day long!"

Looking at Leng Qingyue, Jiang Yan snorted coldly, and cursed in her heart: "Who told you to treat me badly?"

"You! Take her away!"

She scolded Leng Yixuan angrily. Leng Yixuan was only three and a half years old at that time, and walked out with aggrieved face while hugging Leng Yiyan with difficulty, but he never hated this baby.

Looking at the little boy who was hugging her, Leng Yiyan closed her mouth, because among these few people, this guy was the one who treated her best.

"I really don't know what Master is thinking. He brought back a baby who looks so ugly! I wish I could strangle her to death."

"Senior sister, why don't we starve her to death! It's so annoying, I only want brother Yixuan to hug me all day long."

Leng Yirou said in a childish voice, and Leng Yihan beside her nodded in agreement: "I hate her too, it's hard enough for us to practice every day, and we still have to serve her."

Leng Qingyue yelled at them: "You think I don't want to! But she is going to die, how can I explain to the master?"

Leng Yiyan grew up day by day, although she would be bullied by them every day, as a modern person in the 21st century, she would also find ways to take revenge.

However, later, gradually, she also lost interest in revenge, because she was really useless.
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16 years later.

With the bright moon in the sky, Leng Yiyan raised her head and stared deeply at the sky. After tonight, tomorrow will be another fierce battle.Every day she would come here and secretly look in that direction, as if she saw him.

Tomorrow is the game, she took a deep breath and turned around and walked back.

She didn't know if brother Yixuan had fallen asleep, so thinking about it, she walked towards Leng Yixuan's room.

"Is it Yan'er?"

"Brother Yixuan."

"I knew you would come, are you worried about tomorrow's game?"

She let out a long sigh, and a sad wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth: "It's been so many years, I'm used to it, anyway, it's not the same every time. I'm afraid that brother Yixuan will secretly help me again this year."

"Yan'er, it's fine. I believe that one day you will be famous all over the world and become the best ascetic in Fengxian Castle."

"hope so!"

How could she not know that Leng Yixuan was comforting herself!It has been 16 years, maybe God has destined her to be a waste material for a lifetime.

In modern times, she is an orphan who is not wanted, and only reads, eats and sleeps every day.Unexpectedly, after time travel and rebirth, it is also a piece of waste material.

"It's getting late, brother Yixuan, then I'll go back first!"

"Ok!"

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Leng Yirou walking towards this side, and it was too late to escape.

"Sister Yirou."

Leng Yirou cast her a glance, and said coldly: "Why are you here?"

"I……"

"Yan'er, you go back first!" He said, looking at Leng Yirou: "I don't know why Junior Sister Yirou is looking for me so late."

Hearing his words, all the enthusiasm on Leng Yirou's face was extinguished.

Why can he be so gentle and kind to that ugly, useless waste material, and even call her Yan'er affectionately.But what about her?She actually called her Junior Sister Yirou.

(End of this chapter)

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