Female supremacy: The evil woman only wants to ascend the throne

After Wan Qingyan finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows and looked at A Nian with a smile.

When A Nian heard this, his hands, which were originally concentrating on sewing and mending his mouth, suddenly stopped, and his whole body was stunned as if he was under a spell!

"What's the matter? Do you really want to keep him as a child husband? As long as you like it, I agree to keep him!"

When Wan Qingyan saw A Nian's big reaction, she smiled bitterly and realized that she had guessed right. She really couldn't understand how a hot girl like A Nian could be interested in a wilted cabbage!

"Your Highness, what nonsense are you talking about! What child husband? I just thought he looked pitiful, and I happened to be in need of a little follower, so I wanted to keep him!"

A Nian woke up as if from a dream, and understood the teasing in Wan Qingyan's words. His cheeks flushed like a ripe apple, his eyes became evasive, and he hurriedly explained awkwardly!

"Really? Don't lie to me! If you don't want a child husband and want a little follower instead, then I really won't keep him! I'll choose a few more obedient and useful little followers for you!"

Wan Qingyan continued to tease A Nian, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a sly smile. She then reached out and gently scratched the tip of A Nian's nose. She had already noticed the unnaturalness in A Nian's expression!

"Your Highness, it's up to you to decide on this matter. I have no objection, but I still prefer him to be my little follower. If he doesn't stay, then I don't need another little follower, so as to avoid trouble!"

After thinking for a moment, A Nian silently raised his head and looked directly into Wan Qingyan's eyes. The blush on his face faded away, and he gave his answer again in a calm and indifferent tone!

"Okay, I get it! Then let's vote on whether he stays or leaves. The minority obeys the majority!"

When Wan Qingyan saw A Nian's determined little eyes, he stopped teasing her and instead touched her little head, encouraging her to continue to concentrate on keeping her mouth shut!

“Ah…ah…it hurts…it hurts…ah…it hurts…”

The four men screamed like pigs being slaughtered, and looked at A Nian with horror in their eyes!

A Nian acted steadily, accurately and ruthlessly. He picked out a lucky person from the four people, pinched the person's lips with his left hand, and began to thread the needle with his right hand, sewing the person's mouth like sewing clothes.

The other three people whose turn it was not yet had thick needles inserted into the center of their fingers, and the pain was so severe that they would rather die than be killed!

Wan Qingyan sat back in the chair and watched A Nian sew his mouth silently, her eyes full of satisfaction. She liked A Nian's character and ruthless methods very much!

A Nian and she seemed to be carved from the same mold. When she looked at A Nian, it was like looking at her childhood self!

Wan Qingyan was just enjoying A Nian's wonderful mouth-sewing performance with great interest. Feeling satisfied, he glanced at him casually and found that A Ping was hiding timidly behind Zheng Changchuan, peeking at A Nian sewing his mouth. His originally fair little face was scared to the point of being pale as paper. However, even so, his round eyes could not help but secretly stare at A Nian's every move.

Wan Qingyan keenly caught A Ping's complex expression, a mixture of fear and curiosity. This instantly piqued her interest. Her eyes spun around, and an idea immediately emerged in her mind. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, revealing a sly and evil smile. Then she raised her hand and gently hooked her finger towards Zheng Changchuan.

"Your Highness, what are your orders?"

When Zheng Changchuan saw Wan Qingyan calling him, he thought that there was some important task for him to do, so he hurriedly grabbed A Ping beside him and ran to Wan Qingyan!

However, Wan Qingyan ignored what Zheng Changchuan said and didn't even look at him.

Her gaze shot straight at Ah Ping, who stood trembling beside her, and she gave a cold, unquestionable command: "Ah Ping, I'm ordering you to go over and help Ah Nian. You must do whatever she says. You must not disobey in the slightest. Do you understand?"

"Your Highness, Ah Ping..."

When Zheng Changchuan heard Wan Qingyan's words, he immediately stood up to help Aping refuse, but he hadn't said a few words yet.

Wan Qingyan immediately gave Zheng Changchuan a murderous look and said in a cold voice, "Xiaochuan, is Ah Ping mute? I'm talking to him, don't interrupt me. It's not your turn to make the decision here!"

And if he wants to stay, he can't be such a coward. He can refuse my orders now, so take him away and I won't see him!"

Zheng Changchuan heard the unquestionable tone in Wan Qingyan's words, sighed deeply, and immediately lowered his head to look at Aping. He was now in a dilemma.

He knew very well that Wan Qingyan didn't like Aping's character, and he also knew that she had already shown leniency to Aping, but he was unwilling to force Aping to do something bloody!

Wan Qingyan supported her face with one hand and looked at A Nian silently. She was too lazy to look at Zheng Changchuan's conflicted look. Her patience disappeared little by little, and she did not hide the dissatisfaction in her eyes!

"Big brother, I'm willing to go. Don't worry. You can't protect me forever. I'll get braver, don't worry!"

A Ping didn't want to make things difficult for Zheng Changchuan, so he looked up and smiled slightly, his eyes firm and unyielding, then turned and left. Even though his legs were weak and he was trembling as he walked, he still walked to A Nian's side!

When Wan Qingyan saw Aping taking the initiative to walk towards A Nian, her eyes lit up. His choice surprised her.

She originally thought that he was still timid and cowardly, and did not dare to face the bloody scene, so he could only hide behind Zheng Changchuan in shame. She didn't expect that he really dared to go!

Zheng Changchuan looked at Aping's figure and smiled with relief. He felt a lot of emotions in his heart. He was happy that Aping could walk out bravely, but he also felt sorry for the pain he had to force himself to face his fear!

"Ah... Nian... Nian... His Highness... wants me... to help... you!"

Aping squatted down, lowered his head, and did not dare to look directly into Aping's eyes. His face turned red and he spoke haltingly.

"You're not a stutterer, are you? I don't need any help from you, just hold the needle and thread for me!"

When A Nian heard A Ping stuttering, he just burst out laughing, his eyes curved into crescent shapes, and casually stuffed the old needle and thread stained with blood into his hand.

"I... am not... stuttering..."

A Ping shook his head vigorously, his face getting redder and redder. He stammered to explain again and held the needle and thread firmly in his hand.

"Okay, I know you're not stuttering. Why are you so nervous? I'm not a cannibal..."

Ah Nian laughed and teased him deliberately. Seeing him trembling and blushing, he became more and more interested in him!