My Demon Queen

"This yard needs to be cleaned up, right?" Mo Qingcheng said lightly, looking at the slightly messy yard in front of her.

After she finished speaking, she waved her sleeves lightly, and the big tree behind her seemed to sense her intention and swayed slightly.

Then, the leaves fell like dancing butterflies, covering the entire yard.

The dust on the ground was also blown up, and together with the fallen leaves, it formed a unique picture in the air.

"Oh my god, this female devil is a pervert!"

Seeing this scene in front of him, Ye An couldn't help but curse in his heart. He originally thought that Mo Qingcheng was just talking, but he didn't expect that she would actually do it.

It is not an easy task to clean up the fallen leaves and dust on the ground.

Mo Qingcheng looked down at Ye An's hopeless expression, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing an imperceptible smile.

"Clean it up within an hour. If you don't, I will hang you on the tree all night." Mo Qingcheng's voice was calm and cold, but it made Ye An's heart tighten.

"Female devil, you pervert, sooner or later I will have you under me." Ye An glared at Mo Qingcheng, his eyes filled with anger and helplessness.

"Do you have a lot of time?" Mo Qingcheng felt Ye An's gaze, but she didn't care and just asked lightly.

"No tools!" Ye An said unconvinced. He didn't want to be bullied by Mo Qingcheng like this.

"The clock starts now."

As Mo Qingcheng spoke, he took out an hourglass and placed it on the table. The sand in the hourglass was flowing slowly, as if reminding Ye An that time was running out.

"I'm so cruel, you're so cruel!"

Seeing this, Ye An cursed. He gritted his teeth and ran to find tools.

He knew that he had no way out and could only clean the yard as quickly as possible, otherwise he would be hung on the tree all night.

When Mo Qingcheng saw Ye An’s frustrated look, the corners of her mouth couldn’t help but slightly rise, revealing the attitude of a winner.

"You devil, you deserve to die. Where are your tools? I don't have anything. There's not even a tool in such a big yard."

Ye An looked around quickly and found that there were no tools in the yard. He couldn't help but complain and curse in his heart.

He turned around and glared at Mo Qingcheng who was drinking tea in the distance, but Mo Qingcheng continued to sit cross-legged without caring.

After Ye An glared at Mo Qingcheng, he saw that the sand in the hourglass was almost one-third gone, and he suddenly became extremely anxious.

He knew very well that if he failed to complete the task within the specified time, Mo Qingcheng's punishment would be waiting for him.

"Without any tools, what can I do? If you want to mess with me, just tell me straight away. You can't use clothes, right? Wait, clothes?"

Ye An looked at his clothes and suddenly an idea flashed in his mind. He turned his gaze to the spears on the weapon rack in the distance and immediately had an idea in his mind.

"Ha! You evil lady, I'm going to show you the wisdom of the 21st century." Ye An thought to himself and quickly ran towards the weapon rack.

Ye An chose a spear, then took off his outer coat, leaving only his inner garment, took out a knife, quickly cut open his outer coat, and then wrapped strips of cloth around the top of the spear.

He used a simple mop to do it. He looked back at the hourglass and saw that one third of the water had been drained out. Ye An immediately took action.

Although it is a simple mop, it can barely sweep the leaves together.

When Mo Qingcheng heard the "swish" sound of sweeping leaves, she slowly opened her eyes.

She saw Ye An wearing a white undershirt and holding a strangely shaped object in his hand. He was quickly and orderly gathering the fallen leaves into small piles.

"Ha! This kid is quite clever!"

Mo Qingcheng chuckled secretly in her heart, then closed her eyes again, patiently waiting for time to pass.

In the blink of an eye, the sand in the hourglass was almost gone.

Ye An successfully gathered the three small piles of leaves, and the ground, which was originally full of fallen leaves and dust, was wiped back and forth with the simple mop and restored to its original clean appearance. At this moment, Ye An was already sweating profusely and panting.

When the last grain of sand in the hourglass fell, Mo Qingcheng opened his eyes again, looked around, and nodded with satisfaction.

When she saw Ye An sweating profusely and breathing heavily, yet still looking like a winner, she couldn't help but feel like teasing him.

"Devil girl, let me see what you have to say!"

Ye An panted and thought proudly in his heart.

However, when Mo Qingcheng looked at Ye An's smug look, the smile on her face became more cunning.

She slowly took out a circle of hemp rope from her sleeve and shook it gently in her hand.

The moment Ye An saw Mo Qingcheng take out the hemp rope, he felt his scalp tingling and he shouted in horror:

"Mo Qingcheng, I've already cleaned it up, what are you going to do?"

"Oh? Is it really clean? Then what about the leaves behind you?" Mo Qingcheng said slowly, while moving closer to Ye An.

"Leaves?"

Ye An subconsciously looked back and saw the three small piles of leaves suddenly appeared behind him. He immediately realized that Mo Qingcheng was deliberately looking for trouble.

"Is this considered necessary? How can I deal with it if you don't give me anything? Don't go too far!" Ye An argued and began to retreat, preparing to find an opportunity to escape.

"What does this have to do with me? If you don't do it, you will be punished." Mo Qingcheng's tone was very firm, not giving Ye An any chance to refute.

"Female devil, you... I'm afraid!" Ye An was about to start cursing when he suddenly found himself entangled by the rope. He cursed in fear and tried to break free from the rope.

"You didn't do it, and you dare to speak rudely. It seems that you want to stay on the tree for a few days!" Mo Qingcheng pulled the rope hard and pulled Ye An in front of her.

"You are unreasonable!"

Ye An tried to defend himself, but before he could finish his words, he found himself in front of Mo Qingcheng, and he suddenly panicked.

"Don't come over here!"

Ye An looked at Mo Qingcheng who was getting closer and closer, and shouted loudly in fear, his voice full of fear, as if a little girl met a strange uncle.

"Ah!"

Mo Qingcheng sneered, flicked his hand lightly, and Ye An was hung on the tree.

Mo Qingcheng looked at Ye An hanging on the tree, and suddenly felt extremely happy. She smiled triumphantly.

"Mo Qingcheng, you female devil, I can never coexist with you!"

Ye An was hanging on the tree, his body swaying with the shaking of the branches. He kept shouting, expressing his dissatisfaction and anger towards Mo Qingcheng.

When Mo Qingcheng heard Ye An's words, she was not angry, but found it a little funny.

She looked at Ye An struggling hard and shouting non-stop, and a different feeling surged in her heart.

She had never experienced this feeling from anyone, including her sister.

Mo Qingcheng realized the change in her mood and couldn't help feeling confused.

She has always maintained a calm and indifferent attitude towards everyone and everything, but since she met Ye An, she began to feel angry and had this indescribable feeling.

Mo Qingcheng saw Ye An still yelling and decided to teach him a lesson. She turned her hand and a whip appeared in her hand.

Ye An was shaking, and when he saw the whip suddenly appear in Mo Qingcheng's hand, he shut up instantly.

He looked at Mo Qingcheng in horror, his eyes filled with fear.

He realized that Mo Qingcheng was really angry, and he might suffer.

There was a hint of smile in Mo Qingcheng's beautiful eyes as she looked at Ye An quietly.

"It's okay, you continue."

There was a hint of teasing in her voice.

How dare Ye An continue to shout! This female devil really whips herself! He doesn't want to experience the feeling of being whipped again.

Mo Qingcheng felt a little bored when she saw Ye An being so aware of the current situation.

She originally wanted to see what interesting things Ye An could say, but she didn't expect him to shut up so quickly.

Suddenly, Mo Qingcheng thought of something, and swung the whip in her hand, hitting Ye An.

"Ah! Chao, I haven't said anything now! You have no martial ethics!" Ye An's face was distorted in pain. He didn't expect Mo Qingcheng to suddenly hit him.

After Mo Qingcheng took this shot, she felt a lot more relaxed.

"This is the punishment for your shouting just now." Mo Qingcheng raised his eyebrows and said proudly.

Ye An wanted to cry but had no tears at this moment! He regretted it so much that he would not have said anything if he had known earlier.

He quickly shut up, not daring to make any sound, for fear that the devil woman would go crazy because of what he said and attack him again.

"Why don't you continue? Weren't you very talkative just now?" Mo Qingcheng looked at Ye An with a smile, and the smile in her eyes became even more intense.

Ye An shook his head desperately and refused to speak again even if he was beaten to death.

He didn't want to experience Mo Qingcheng's whip again. This female devil was simply a lunatic.

Mo Qingcheng looked at Ye An with interest. Seeing that he had his lips tightly shut and looked as if he would never speak, she found it even more amusing.

So she turned her wrist slightly and whipped Ye An with the whip in her hand again.

"Ah! I didn't say anything, what are you doing?" Ye An immediately screamed in pain, his voice full of grievance and confusion.

"I beat you because you didn't tell me. As a servant, you must answer every request." Mo Qingcheng put on a lecturing look and said righteously.

Ye An felt so aggrieved at the moment that he wanted to cry. He complained to himself: This female devil is simply a pervert. She said she would be beaten, and she would be beaten even if she didn't say it. Is there any justice in the world?

"Ah~"

Ye An's screams rang out again, and Mo Qingcheng's whip fell mercilessly once again.

"Have you forgotten what I just said? You must answer every request." There was a hint of severity in Mo Qingcheng's tone.

"Yes, yes, I understand. I will never forget it." Ye An nodded quickly, enduring the pain in his body and responded.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, Mo Qingcheng's whip hit him again.

"Ah~ what are you doing?" Ye An couldn't help but scream out again, his voice full of helplessness and pain.