Exorcism Concubine: Miss Seven Against the Heavens

Chapter 8 The Mysterious Left Half Ring

Early morning.

In the remote small courtyard room, Yang Mengyuan was sleeping soundly and peacefully, with a little mouse lying under the pillow, one person and one mouse looked extraordinarily warm.

But at this time someone came to find fault.

Yang Mengyuan was woken up by the noise outside, her eyebrows twitched into a ball, she was angry to wake up, and being disturbed from her sleep, her mood was even worse.

There was a faint noise outside the door.

"Yang Mengyuan, come out for me."

"Miss San, Miss is still resting, you can't go in..."

"Go away..."

Then there was a soft snap.

Yang Mengyuan raised the bed curtain leisurely, lowered her head, her gaze froze, and her narrowed pupils shone brightly.

This is the Yang family.

No, how did you come back yesterday?Why is there no impression at all?
In her impression, she only remembered that the golden light was about to kill her, and in desperation, she randomly pulled out the sword that the black shadow gave her for protection. Later, the white tiger was scared away, so how did she come back in the end?
Not impressed at all.

"Bang!" With a sound, the door was kicked open forcefully.

The little tupa mouse under the pillow woke up startled, and got into Yang Mengyuan's pocket all at once.

The door was kicked open, and a group of people outside the door came aggressively. It was the group of people who came to find fault a few days ago. It is said that they are the third sister, fourth sister, fifth brother, and sixth brother of the owner of this body...

"Is there anything you can do for me?"

Yang Mengyuan stretched her waist, and following her movements, the brocade quilt covering her body slipped off, and the plain white satin pajamas on her body were slightly opened, revealing her beautiful skin that could be broken by blows, and her elegant collarbone.

A head of messy long hair drooped to her chest before she had time to tidy it up. The almond eyes under the willow eyebrows were a little dazed, apparently just waking up from sleep. The two rows of slender and slightly curly eyelashes drooped down to cover her thoughts, showing a A different style.

The long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Slightly delicate.

Yang Liting didn't expect that she was still sleeping, and thought it was an excuse made by the maid to avoid letting her see Yang Mengyuan. Seeing her like this, Yang Liting slammed the door, "Yang Mengyuan, if you don't want to die, pack it up quickly. Get out of here."

The curved willow eyebrows were slightly raised, and Yang Mengyuan's eyes suddenly turned cold. This woman...is really troublesome!If you don't teach her a lesson, you will simply treat her like a persimmon. (Author: In fact, she has always regarded you as a soft persimmon...)
"Xiaoyue, come in and help me get dressed." The clothes here are cumbersome, and Xiaoyue has always served her to wash and dress. clothes, she still can't figure out the top and tail pants.

Xiaoyue heard the young lady calling her, she came in with a basin of water with her head down, and handed the washed towel in front of her.

Yang Mengyuan didn't answer, instead she squinted her almond eyes and ordered, "Raise your head."

"Miss." Xiaoyue twisted the towel and lowered her head.

"Raise your head up." Yang Mengyuan's voice suddenly became cold and her tone was strong.

Xiaoyue bit her lower lip, raised her head, her face was marked with five finger marks, and one side of her face was already slightly swollen.

"Who hit it?" Yang Mengyuan gritted her teeth, she dared to move her people, she was looking for death.

Xiaoyue covered her slightly swollen face, and begged, "Miss, I bumped into it accidentally, no one beat the servant."

"Xiaoyue, have you started lying to me too?" The flames in her eyes were blazing, with such obvious slap marks, whoever hit them would believe it.

Xiaoyue raised her head to meet those apricot eyes full of anger, and knelt down with a plop, "Miss, this servant didn't mean to deceive Miss."

"Then tell the truth."

"It's Miss San."

After a while, Yang Mengyuan stood up from the bed, took out the unused plaster from the drawer, and gently applied it to Xiaoyue's slightly swollen face.

Xiaoyue was overwhelmed, "Miss, it's good for the maidservant to come by herself."

"Sit down for me." Yang Mengyuan reprimanded in a cold voice, and continued with the unfinished movements.

Putting cool ointment on the hot face, the pain was no longer so painful, looking at the young lady who was rubbing her face carefully, Xiaoyue was moved.

She was bought into the Yang Mansion since she was a child, and no one had ever cared so much about her except Miss.

"What's the matter, does it still hurt?" Yang Mengyuan put down the plaster in her hand, looked at the teary-eyed Xiaoyue, thinking it hurt her.

Xiaoyue shook her head, "It doesn't hurt anymore, thank you miss."

This girl is obviously lying.

Yang Mengyuan knew that Xiaoyue didn't want to worry about herself, so I'll talk about this matter later, and now she has a very important matter to ask Xiaoyue.

"Xiaoyue, did I come back like this last night?"

"Ah! Miss, why did you go out last night? It was Mr. Xia who sent you home this morning, and the old lady knew about it." Xiaoyue looked at Yang Mengyuan in a state of panic, and she almost forgot about it without Yang Mengyuan asking. .

"It's this Young Master Xia again."

Yang Mengyuan's slightly narrowed eyes flickered, "Then did he see my sword?" It was entrusted to her by Sombra for safekeeping. She still doesn't know whether Sombra is alive or dead, something others entrusted to her. Of course she wants to keep it safe.

"Miss, is this the sword?" Xiaoyue took out the sword under the bed.

"En! That's right, it's this one!" Yang Mengyuan took the long sword with black luster in both hands, luckily she didn't lose it.

"Xiaoyue, let's go! Let's go out."

"Miss, it's not good for you to go out with a sword like this!"

"Why?" After a pause, Yang Mengyuan's steps stopped, she didn't think there was anything wrong!
"Miss, put it in here!" Xiaoyue took out a ring from the dressing table. There was a butterfly-shaped gemstone inlaid on the ring, which looked very beautiful.

Yang Mengyuan's brain became hot, and her eyes flickered, "Could this be the legendary space ring?"

"Miss, this is not a legend, it is something left to you by Madam, and you have always liked to wear it." But after waking up, Xiaoyue never saw her wearing it, so she kept putting the ring on the dressing table Down.

Yang Mengyuan took the ring and put it on her ring finger, feeling very excited, "Since it's my wife, oh no, since it's something my mother left me, I must wear it all the time."

Yang Mengyuan fiddled with it, and stretched out the hand wearing the ring in front of Xiaoyue, her eyes were a little annoyed, "Xiaoyue, how do I open this thing?"

"Miss, you just need to fold up the right half of the wing of the butterfly on the ring." If you are a master of magic, you don't need to do it at all, you can open the space ring with an idea in your mind.

After hearing Xiaoyue's words, Yang Mengyuan was eager to try, stretched out her hand and folded the right half of the butterfly's wing, and saw a lavender light released from the folded right half of the wing in a ray shape, covering the sword, and when the purple light faded, The sword is already loaded.

"Xiaoyue, what is the left half of the wing for?" Yang Mengyuan pulled it hard, but she couldn't pull the left half of the wing off the ring.

Xiaoyue shook her head, "The servant doesn't know, the young lady has never opened it."

Yang Mengyuan fiddled with it for a while, but when she couldn't pull it off, "Forget it, let's get revenge first." Turning around, she walked towards the door.

Yang Mengyuan has always been a person who seeks revenge.

(End of this chapter)