LITTLE GOBLIN: Master, Don’t Come Here!

For example, Queen Zhang, who was innocently deposed, or the deposed prince Yanyue, who was defeated by the cold palace and no one cares about it.

who are you?

Yan Yue quickly woke up from the amazement, and looked at Zhong Qing vigilantly.

No matter how beautiful this woman is, she can't hide the fact that she appears weird.

What's more, with the lesson learned from the imperial concubine, he naturally took a precaution against women who were too beautiful.

Zhong Qing looked at the little boy in front of her. If it wasn't for the information in her mind, she would never have imagined that this thin and young boy with vigilant dark eyes like a lone wolf would be ten years old.

Ordinary people's seven or eight-year-old children are taller than him.

It is enough to imagine what kind of life this former prince, who should have been distinguished, has lived in the past few years!

Women always have a natural sympathy for weak creatures, and love is no exception.

If an adult showed such vigilance and suspicion towards Zhong Qing, she would definitely turn around and leave without saying a word. If it was Yan Yue in front of her, she would only feel more pity for what happened to him from the bottom of her heart.

Hearing Yan Yue's words, she tilted her head and smiled.

Such a playful movement made her whole person come alive.

If it is said that her previous demeanor was too dignified and ethereal, making people suspect that she might not be a person of the world, then this action suddenly made her whole demeanor come alive.

Zhong Qing glanced at the peony in front of the window, and it returned to its previous appearance, still the same peony that would never bloom.

You took care of me for five years, who do you say I am?

Her actions, her words, and the scene that Yan Yue saw with her own eyes, all clearly told Yan Yue the answer - the person in front of her was the peony flower that she brought out from her mother's harem and had been raised for five years .

So, she is a flower demon? Flower Fairy?

Yan Yue's expression became more defensive - what does she want to do?

In Zhong Qing's eyes, he looked like a wolf cub that hadn't been weaned off, baring its teeth and whining at him, thinking it was very fierce. In fact, in the eyes of others, it is indescribably cute.

Zhong Qing coughed lightly, and held back the smile on the corner of her mouth: You don't have to worry, I am grateful to your mother and son for taking good care of me, so I got the chance to transform into a form. This appearance is a kind of repayment.

Repay the favor?

Yan Yue repeated this sentence, and suddenly looked at Zhong Qing expectantly: Can you bring my mother back to life?

Love: ...

She shook her head.

Bringing the dead back to life, this kind of thing can't be easily done by a god, let alone a little flower demon like her.

Yan Yue's eyes dimmed for a moment, and then asked again: Then... can you help me kill Emperor Xiande and the noble concubine, as well as those who hurt me and my mother?

Zhong Qing was startled when she heard the words, she looked at Yan Yue carefully again, this child is so hostile!

When he said that he killed others, there was not even a trace of fear in his expression, and he didn't even hesitate. Obviously, this was the true thought in his heart!

Zhong Qing shook his head again.

Emperor Xiande is the lord of the world after all, protected by the aura of a true dragon, we and the flower spirits cannot harm him. As for the rest...

I can't be stained with blood. She answered honestly.

Yan Yue's eyes turned completely cold.

He looked at Zhong Qing sarcastically, and said sharply, Then what can you do for me?