Quick Wear Peace

She took the book back, but An Ning still wanted the child to have some leisure time of his own.

"Yeah." Yu Mingye curved his round eyes, forced a big smile, and nodded happily.

After Yu Mingye left, An Ning put the book aside and sat cross-legged on the bed.

Introduce the surrounding demonic energy into your body, but still be careful, after all, this is the Demon Lord's territory.

Here, Yu Mingye was lying on the ground trembling all over. The air pressure from above kept rushing towards him. Cold sweat poured down his forehead like crazy and his face was pale.

The Demon Lord looked at Yu Mingye's current state with satisfaction, and then he spoke slowly, "What did you and General Yuan's son do in the room just now?"

He couldn't even figure out what An Ning was doing in the room, and his eyes were full of danger.

It seems that General Yuan left a treasure for this kid.

"No...I didn't do anything." Yu Mingye's body was shaking. He didn't dare to raise his head and said tremblingly.

The Demon Lord showed a hint of dissatisfaction, but quickly suppressed it. He slowly walked in front of Yu Mingye, and the pressure gradually subsided.

Yu Mingye then felt a little better and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mingye, Xiaokong is the son of General Yuan. Although General Yuan has made great contributions to the Dark Night Court, his power is too great now. We have to be on guard against him."

The Demon Lord patiently explained to him and helped Yu Mingye, who was kneeling on the ground, up. "In the future, the Dark Night Courtyard will definitely be handed over to you. Father is doing this for your own good."

"I understand, father." Yu Mingye knew that his father was very cruel, but he did not expect to target General Yuan, who had always been loyal to him.

"Yes, father." Yu Mingye lowered his head and answered respectfully. The coldness on his face did not look like an expression that a child should have.

"Good, good, good." The Demon Lord was very satisfied with Yu Mingye's current state. He turned around and sat on the chair, "You are worthy of being my son."

"Father, I'll go back first." He raised his head again, still with that sad expression.

"Go." The Demon Lord looked a little tired but didn't dare to show it at all.

It was not until Yu Mingye left and his back could no longer be seen, and there was no one else in the room, that he revealed a weak look in his eyes.

His body leaned limply against the back of the chair, his eyes filled with ruthlessness that made people shudder.

"Xiaokong." Yu Mingye knocked on the door.

Now that my father won’t take care of me, I can do what I want to do.

There was a sly gleam in his eyes.

This evening must be a success.

An Ning had just finished washing up and was wiping her wet long hair. She originally wanted to cast a spell, but when she thought of her current personality, she decided to just wipe it slowly.

I heard the knock on the door outside and Yu Mingye’s voice, and I was a little surprised. Wasn’t he called away by the maid just now?

Why are you back now?

Put on your clothes quickly, you are just kids now, there is nothing to pay attention to.

"What's wrong?" An Ning opened the door and looked at the lost Yu Mingye outside. He was like a puppy drenched by the rain, staring at you wetly, very cute.

Yu Mingye didn't expect that his little friend looked more like a small and soft girl with her hair down, with curved eyebrows and her cheeks were rosy from having just taken a shower.

She is very cute and smells nice. It would be great if she was my sister.

I was the only one in the entire palace who had no good friends and no soft sister.

It doesn't matter. It's okay to treat her as your own sister in your heart. As long as you don't let her know, there will be no problem.

Thinking about the storybook that An Ning took him to read in the morning, a man has to be a domineering boss to make his sister feel safe.

But how to be a boss?

"What's wrong?" An Ning looked at Yu Mingye in silence, his eyes full of sadness and a dazed look on his face, and quickly pulled him in.

Looking behind him, there was no one following him.

"Speak." An Ning urged him.