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"Mommy, Qing'er really misses Auntie Ni`er and Uncle Blue Eyes."

On the carpet, a beautiful, outrageous little baby was lying on its stomach, flipping through thick and heavy original documents.

This child was the precious daughter that Xiao Wan gave birth to two years ago. She was named He Qing and was now two years old. Although Xiao Wan was the mother, this child was actually related to Ni'er and Lan Yufeng.

Maybe it was because she was too busy with her studies that the work neglected her. As long as she didn't see them for a week, she would talk about them.

"Qing Er, Uncle and Auntie also have their own things to do. What's more, Uncle, didn't Auntie buy you a lot of toys and books too?"

Little Wan walked over and sat beside her daughter. Although she had a child, she didn't know how to teach her daughter.

From a few months ago, she had noticed that this child seemed different from other children. The other children were still sleeping in the cradle, but while she was eating her mother's milk, her little hands began to flip through various storybooks.

By the time she was a year old, she was on the computer, and she was terrified.

If it wasn't for Ni`er and Lan Yufeng reminding her, she probably would have packed this child up and sent him to China.

It was really hard to believe that she had actually given birth to a genius baby. It was just that as this genius baby grew up, she became more and more undisciplined.

She remembered that her son was very obedient when he was young, so she didn't need to worry about him at all. But now, looking at this daughter of hers, she was practically a little devil.

"Mommy, I've already seen this. I want to hear Auntie Nell's story about witches and vampires."

Little Qing'er, her legs crossed as she used both hands to support her cheeks in protest.

"Ni`er, you saw a movie. I think it's quite suitable for you. Do you want to try it?"

The mother and daughter duo were chatting when Zhao Kai walked in from outside.

After Xiao Wan left China that year, Zhao Kai also left. However, he chose to go to France to study, and two years later, he came back to Hollywood to develop.

And now, he was holding the script and talking to Wan, hoping that Wan would be able to catch the script while he accepted the film's production task.

"Dad, you came to steal Qing'er's mommy again? Qing'er doesn't like it."

The two year old girl said angrily.

"Qing'er, stop messing around. Daddy will tell Mommy about work. Be good. When Auntie Niall comes back, Mommy will promise you to go to England with her."

If he didn't take over the job, the mother and daughter wouldn't have any more food to eat.

"Mommy, really? "You can't lie to Qing Er."

The little girl stood up, holding the thick book and asked while swaying her body.

"No, Mommy and Little Qing will not."

Little Wan took the book from her daughter's hands with a heartache, as she stretched out her pinky to pull the hook with her daughter.

"A hook, hang yourself. A hundred years is not allowed to change."

The mother and daughter smiled at each other, and Qing'er happily carried the note back to her room.

"Little Wan, Qing Er is more mischievous than An An. It's hard to bring her. Aren't you going to consider hiring a nanny?"

Zhao Kai looked at the little girl sticking her tongue out at him when she closed the door, and said with a pained heart.

"Qing Er is also very obedient. I don't need to worry about her at all. She can read books and play computer games. She wouldn't even bother me."

Little Wan evaded.

Although Zhao Kai had also come to the United States, in the past two years, coupled with what had happened in China, they seemed to have become a lot more distant.

More importantly, Wan'er was no longer that eighteen year old girl from before.

After experiencing so much, she had matured and was now the mother of two children. She no longer allowed herself to have any unrealistic thoughts.

"Wan, do you really have a good plan? Artists are different from the average office worker. Once you work, you can't even separate day and night. You can't bring such a child to the movies and go out, right?"

Zhao Kai persuaded.

"It's alright, the child just so happens to want to go out and play. I'll just hand her over to Nell."

As Wan'er spoke, she picked up the script and started reading it seriously. It was inconvenient for Zhao Kai to say anything more.

While she was reading the script, she didn't know that the little girl had already secretly called Nell.

Originally, it would have taken a full day for Niall to arrive and fly here, but Niall was a powerful Strigoi.

Wan and Zhao Kai were still talking about the script. Inside the house, the little girl left a piece of paper and went to England with Nell.

"Aunt Niall, is this your home? "It's so big, Qing'er likes it so much."

"Little angel, this is a devil's castle. Aren't you afraid that the devil will eat you?"

Nell made a face at Qing'er.

Two years ago, this little girl was born to harm her.

If she was a demon, then this little girl was an angel. Worse than all of this, she looked just like the angel, with her pure and big eyes filled with curiosity towards the world.

Because her birth had triggered a bloodthirsty impulse deep within her, she had made a mistake that night by sucking human blood.

And because of that, she hurt Lance. Two years ago, Lance was still in deep sleep.

Although the wind had expelled all the Vampire Hunters, it still couldn't make up for the mistakes it made.

After obtaining power, Lan Yufeng had increased her attack on the Vampire Hunters. Now, there were almost no signs of the Hunters on the streets of London, but these could not wake Lance from his slumber.

"Auntie Nell, are you saying it's you? If you are a demon, then Qing'er is a little demon. "

Qing'er giggled. Although Aunt Nell would sometimes scare her with her hidden fangs, she wasn't afraid.

"You, it's not fate for you to be a demon in this life. You're the angel that destroys demons. Auntie, you've caused me so much trouble."

Nell smiled bitterly. This little girl was really her nemesis.

"Auntie, could it be that witches live in this castle?"

Qing'er looked around the castle, but didn't seem to see anyone, the witches in the story seemed to like living alone in this kind of castle.

"Little Angel, you guessed wrong this time. There aren't any witches here, but what about them? The Demon Prince does indeed have one. "

Nell smirked, trying to frighten Qing'er.

"A prince?"

Qing'er's eyes lit up. Although she was a genius, a two year old child still lived in the fairytale world.

"Of course, but the Prince has been cursed by a bad witch and has been asleep for two years."

She hoped that Lance would wake up earlier. Now, the hunters had started a crazy hunt for the Strigoi. The Strigoi needed a leader who could lead their own kind to fight against the Hunters and protect their own sovereignty.

Similarly, the bloods' genes needed to be improved. Since Ni`er was able to give the wind the characteristics of humans and bloods, then she definitely could also change the bloods' genes to become more perfect.

"Aunt Nell, where is the Prince?"

Qing'er's beautiful black eyes shone like the stars in the night sky, giving people hope.

"Prince, it's right here in this castle. Little Angels can look for it themselves."

Nell laughed.

She had a strange feeling that Qing Er was her nemesis. Could she be Lance's lucky star?

She felt that her blood must be special. For the past two years, Ni`er had been impulsive whenever she saw a little angel.

Usually, she would not see Qing Er at night, as she was afraid that she would not be able to resist the deep-seated desire in her heart.

"Great, this is fun. Qing`er finally has fun."

Qing'er clapped her hands as if she had received a particularly excited present.

"Okay, little angel, you can play around here by yourself. You can choose a room first and have some food. There is some in the kitchen on the first floor. You can take care of it yourself, but there are ghosts in there tonight."

Before she left, Nell couldn't help but want to scare Qing Er.

However, not only was she not afraid, she seemed to be looking forward to it.

Nell was utterly defeated. She had lived for more than five hundred years, but she was still unable to defeat a two year old girl.

555... Go and find comfort in the dear wind, little angel, and let her haunt the castle.

After Nell left, Qing'er was not in a hurry to find a place to sleep. Instead, she began to explore the castle.

Although the fairy tales were about princes seeking princesses, she wanted to be the first little princess to find princes.

First she climbed to the top floor, but there was nothing on the top floor that interested her, so she went down immediately.

Floor to floor, she searched very carefully.

Tired, sitting on the ground, thinking, unknowingly the sky will be dark, and Qing'er's stomach began to croak.

But she had forgotten to bring a flashlight, and the castle was dark now.

"Auntie Niall …"

Qing'er sat on the stairs and called out a few times. In the silence of the night, no one responded at all.

"5555... "Witch auntie, you really left Qing Er here by herself, but without the lamp, how am I supposed to find the prince?"

The child was always a child. Qing'er, tired and hungry, did not look for more, nor did she walk. Instead, she actually fell asleep while leaning against the stairs.

At daybreak, Qing'er finally woke up. She leaned against the stairs and slept for the night. Unexpectedly, she didn't fall down.

"555... "I'm so hungry, Auntie Nell. You mistreat little kids."

Qing'er whined as she walked towards the kitchen. When she entered, she felt a little foolish.

There was steaming hot food in the kitchen, but he didn't see anyone? Was this the same as in fairy tales, where there would be food as long as one said it was ready to eat?

Qing'er closed her eyes and chanted the food she wanted to eat, but when she opened her eyes again, there was nothing.

555, This kitchen is not advanced at all, not even slightly efficient.

However, for the hungry, having food was already good enough.

After a hearty meal, Qing'er thought for a while and went to the refrigerator to find two loaves of bread to keep her eating.

Then she began her new day of exploration. She had started at the top yesterday, and she would start at the bottom today.

After searching for her in the castle for two days, Qing'er was slightly unhappy. Aunt Nell was really a bad witch, to actually leave her here without a care. Although there was food and sleep, in such a large castle, there was no one who could talk to her.

She ran to her room, prepared to sleep, then went home, no longer looking for any prince. Mummy said that fairy tales were all lies, it seemed that she wasn't lying at all.

Qing'er was surprised to find that there was a computer in the castle. This made Qing'er, who was feeling bored, calm down a lot.

He decisively sat in front of the computer and played the game for the entire day.

Only in the evening did he stretch out to look for food.

Nightfall. Today, Qing'er had already turned on all the lights in the castle, but the empty castle would be stuffy, and Qing'er's endurance had run out. She wanted to return home, so she knelt on the chair by the window and looked outside the castle.

She rubbed her eyes. There really was someone outside. The drowsy Qing Er immediately perked up.

It was as if she was born to be restless, and children did not know what fear was.

He excitedly slid down from the chair and ran down the stairs with his short legs. However, just as he was about to go down, he missed his footing and directly rolled down.

"Wuwuwu …" "So painful …"

Qing'er sat on the ground, hugging her injured calves and crying loudly.

Although it was only the third staircase, his legs were bruised.

She cried for a long time, but no one responded. Qing'er stood up while sniffing.

On the second floor, Niall pulled Lan Yufeng aside and wouldn't let him go down.

"Ni`er, Qing Er fell."

Lan Yufeng looked at the pouting Qing'er with a pained expression.

"Isn't she up?"

Ni`er laughed.

She overestimated the little angel. In these two days, she still hadn't found the basement.

"Ni`er, she is still a child. You can't expect her to find Lance. Besides, she is not an angel, she is just an ordinary human."

Lan Yufeng was extremely disagreeing with Ni`er's absurd idea.

Qing'er was only a little over two years old. Even if she saw Lance, she was already bold enough not to be scared. How could she possibly use her own blood to save Lance?

"No, she is an angel. I have a feeling that she will wake Lance up."

Those amber eyes of hers were gradually turning darker.

"Ni`er, what are you going to do?"

Lan Yufeng was alarmed. These two years, he had been very careful and guarded Ni`er, afraid that she would make the same mistake as two years ago.

"Open up a passage for the little angel."

Ni'er blinked and gave Lan Yufeng a comforting look. The current little angel hadn't bled at all, so she could still control her.

Qing'er was rubbing her knees as she walked towards the door when she suddenly heard a sound behind her.

He turned around to look for the source of the sound, but he didn't see anything.

He didn't want to pay any more attention to it, but the noise behind him became even louder.

And then, he limped towards the source of the sound.

"Wow, what's this?"

Qing'er's eyes widened as she saw the secret door suddenly open.

It was incredible for her, but the stimulation in her body, the excitant, was alive again.

He forgot about the pain and started running towards the secret door with his short legs.

"Wah! Prince, witch, shut prince's dungeon …"

Qing'er excitedly shouted and quickly descended to the ground. As for Ni'er, she proudly smiled at Lan Yufeng as the two of them followed behind.

With every step, the light in Qing'er's eyes became deeper.

Qing'er walked down step by step, and the lights in the basement were all on. Qing'er, who was two years old, was completely attracted to it.

Ni'er and Lan Yufeng also came down, but Qing'er, who was focused on exploring, didn't discover them.

Ni'er tilted her head and smiled at Lan Yufeng. She quickly flashed in front of Lance's room and opened the door.

When Qing Er heard the sound and turned around, Ni'er had already disappeared.

Qing'er's eyes were wide, and even her mouth was wide open. Everything in the castle was new to her, especially the underground doors.

When Qing'er walked into the room, Lan Yufeng let out a long sigh. He was destined to be a wife and slave her entire life, so she could only follow Ni'er and fool around.

However, this matter was of no harm to him, as long as he didn't hurt Qing'Er.

"Ah, what is this? "How weird."

Qing'er, who had never seen a coffin before, walked up to the crimson coffin and curiously touched it.

Just as Qing'er was stroking it, the coffin lid suddenly opened, scaring Qing'er to the point where she hugged her head and squatted down.

When the noise ended, Qing'er held her head and slowly stood up. She was still two years old, so she couldn't even reach that age.

Lan Yufeng moved forward, but was stopped by Ni`er.

Ni`er grabbed the edge of the coffin with her small hand and tried to lift it up with all her might.

Seeing this scene, Ni`er couldn't help but want to laugh.

Although this girl looked like an angel, she had the essence of a demon. Her outer appearance was only meant to deceive people.

Again and again, the little girl kept falling, but she did not give up.

Looking at Little Qing'er who was trying her best to climb and falling nonstop, Lan Yufeng felt an extreme heartache.

He was still a human, and he knew that a human would hurt when they hit. Poor little Qing Er, her arms and legs were full of bruises.

Looking at Ni`er, she was staring at her with rapt attention, even clenching her hands to cheer for Qing Er.

"Oh yeah, I finally came up. Ah …"

Qing'er's small arms and calves were finally up, but just as she was feeling proud, she lost her balance and fell inside.

Lan Yufeng cried out in alarm. As she moved forward, she was caught by Ni`er.

Perhaps Qing'er was too focused that she didn't hear Lan Yufeng's cry of surprise.

"What a beautiful prince."

Just as Lan Yufeng was exchanging glances with Ni`er, she heard Qing'er, who had fallen in, sigh in admiration.