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The Eight-Year-Old Wild Queen
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On Kowloon Mountain in Hong Kong, a red Ferrari sped along the winding road. Behind the wheel was a blonde beauty with large eyes and a small mouth on an oval face. Her brows were slightly furrowed, indicating her distraction. Despite her frown, she remained stunning, like an ethereal fairy untouched by the mundane world, pleasing to behold. However, she was a contradiction! Externally perfect, yet internally a true demon. Suddenly, the road ahead took a sharp turn and began to shimmer, but the distracted Luo Bingbing failed to notice it. She continued driving until her car reached the glowing surface, where a circular white hole suddenly appeared, emitting dazzling colors. When the white light faded, the car vanished without a trace, and no one witnessed the entire event.
Pain! Every part of her body throbbed with agony! It was searing; she felt hotter than she could have imagined!
Luo Bingbing tried to curl up, hoping this would alleviate her pain. Yet the tearing sensation from her soul was overwhelming, making her want to scream!
But her throat felt constricted, and she couldn't produce a sound.
Surrounded by darkness, she wanted to open her eyes but found no strength. Luo Bingbing thought about which bastard dared to mess with her...
“Wuwuwu... Poor Little Princess! Please wake up! Don't scare Nursemaid! If anything happens to you, how will Nursemaid face the queen in the afterlife?” A woman's voice suddenly echoed in her ears.
Luo Bingbing opened her eyes wide, fury blazing within them like a raging fire, startling the woman kneeling beside her into silence as tears flowed back into her eyes. “Little Princess.” The woman blinked her swollen eyes in disbelief; surely she must be mistaken. How could a six-year-old child have such a cold and fierce expression? She reassured herself. “Little Princess?” Luo Bingbing scrutinized the middle-aged woman speaking to her. She noticed a birthmark on the woman's left cheek and that her face had a sallow hue; her red-rimmed eyes were likely due to prolonged crying. A shabby hairpin was crookedly stuck in her hair, with several strands falling messily around her face. Dressed in an old green dress typical of historical dramas, everything around them felt antiquated.
Luo Bingbing's mind immediately conjured up four words: ancient and quaint. She squinted slightly and realized she had crossed over. Although it was baffling—she had just visited a grave to pay respects to her mother before driving home—she remained calm about it. Since reality couldn't be changed, she might as well play along with this world and make it revolve around her! She attempted to lift the blanket but discovered that her hands were now small and short. What was going on? Even after accepting the fact of crossing over, she hadn't expected to end up like this. Instead of becoming a beautiful woman, she had turned into a little child! Her dark brows twitched angrily as she cursed inwardly: “If I find out which deity is behind this mess, I will make sure they won't recognize their own mother!”
“Little Princess, what’s wrong?” The woman noticed something was off with Little Princess's expression; it lacked any of the usual innocence expected from a six-year-old child and instead appeared quite fierce! What could be happening? Was Little Princess stunned? With tears in her eyes, she looked at Luo Bingbing with concern.
“Who are you?” Luo Bingbing asked the woman. She noted that the woman referred to herself as a maid while calling this body’s original owner "Little Princess," indicating that she must be some sort of servant.
The Nursemaid froze at Luo Bingbing's voice; no one in the royal household had ever heard Little Princess speak at six years old—they all believed she was mute. The Nursemaid looked at Luo Bingbing excitedly and said, “Little Princess, you can talk? That's wonderful!”
Luo Bingbing then realized that this body’s original owner had been mute and had never spoken before.
“But Little Princess, what happened? You wouldn’t have forgotten me too? I’m your Nursemaid!” The woman was startled by Luo Bingbing's unfamiliar expression. “Oh my poor Little Princess! It’s all my fault for not being by your side! If I hadn’t gone to attend to Second Princess or left your side, you wouldn’t have been beaten up by Fourth Princess and the others! You lost your mother at birth; now you’ve become foolish—how can I face Consort Yun who has passed away?” As she spoke, tears began streaming down her face again.
Luo Bingbing rolled her eyes; it seemed this Nursemaid was made of water! If she kept crying like that, the room would flood! However, pretending to have amnesia might work for now! Although she looked down on such tactics, if she really put on an act, she'd outshine even an Oscar-winning actress!
With narrowed eyes gleaming with intelligence and mischief dancing at the corners of her mouth—a smile that didn’t belong to this body—Luo Bingbing prepared for revival as a witch from the twenty-first century.
“You are my Nursemaid?” Luo Bingbing raised her swollen little face as soft childlike tones echoed through the empty room—gentle yet filled with endless uncertainty and fear—her bright eyes glistening with mist evoked boundless maternal love from Nursemaid.
“I am your Nursemaid; don’t be afraid, Little Princess.”
The Nursemaid looked at Luo Bingbing's pitiful appearance and felt a pang of sympathy. She quickly picked her up, being very careful, but Bingbing still felt pain.
With her small brows slightly furrowed, she asked, "Nursemaid, why can't I remember anything?" Her bright eyes glistened with tears, and her pale lips trembled slightly.
"Oh... my poor Little Princess!" the Nursemaid sighed softly. "You have three brothers and two sisters. Among them, the Third Prince is your biological brother, while the Eldest Son and Fourth Princess are born of the Princess Consort. The Fifth Son and Second Princess are children of Madam Xiang. The Eldest Son and Third Prince have been away studying for a long time. Your injuries were caused by the Fourth Princess and Fifth Son bullying you because you are weak and cannot speak." Bullying me for being weak? This body is mine now; if they want to try their luck, they can come at me, Bingbing thought to herself.
"Why doesn't Father come to see me?" After hearing from the Nursemaid that this body’s mother was no longer around, she directly asked about her father.
"Sigh..." The Nursemaid sighed again.
"Your cruel father and your gentle, beautiful mother were Childhood Sweethearts. When you were born, your mother died from excessive bleeding after giving birth to you. Because of this, your cruel father vented all his resentment on you, the daughter who took away his beloved's life. He volunteered for the front lines and has not returned home for many years, ignoring you completely as you grew up, allowing other wives' children to bully you. Even those blind servants look down on you." As she spoke, the Nursemaid began to cry again.
Luo Bingbing patiently listened to the woman's lamentations and quickly gleaned some valuable information from her words. She learned that the original owner of this body had lost her mother at birth and that her mother was a secondary consort; there was also a primary consort ahead of her. Only the Nursemaid treated her well. Her father was a prince in this kingdom, but she didn't know which son of the emperor he was. It seemed she needed to figure that out too. She had been bullied by other wives' children all along.
Tsk tsk tsk, the original owner of this body really was a little pitiful thing. Luo Bingbing sighed inwardly. However, this body was hers now; anyone who wanted to bully her would find it impossible—life was too precious for that! They were simply asking for death!
"Nursemaid, what is my name? Is my father a prince? What does a prince do? Can he eat?" To avoid raising suspicion from the Nursemaid, she pretended to ask innocently.
Luo Bingbing lowered her head to hide the wickedness in her eyes while her flushed little hands seemed to twist unconsciously. In truth, she was plotting how to deal with those self-destructive fools.
"Sigh... poor Little Princess! Your father's family name is Luo; he was originally a general who saved the predecessor emperor and was granted the title of Lo An Lord as the only prince of a different surname in our Silver Moon Kingdom. Since your birth until now, they have never come to see you as if they have forgotten you. They haven't even given you a name yet!" The Nursemaid affectionately patted her little head, having grown accustomed to calling her Little Princess without knowing what name to use.
No name? Heh heh! Then I'll just use my own name!
"Nursemaid, from now on my name will be Luo Bingbing."
"Ah! Little Princess, how can you name yourself? Is that allowed? But Bingbing is such a lovely name!" As she spoke, tears welled up in the Nursemaid's eyes again.
"Nursemaid, earlier you said my mother and father were Childhood Sweethearts; their relationship must have been very good! So why hasn't Father even given me a name?"
"Sigh... Consort X had a very good relationship with your father when she was alive. Because of that, the legitimate princess and other wives held grudges against Consort X and often conspired against her whenever your father was away from home. When he learned of their actions, he felt helpless because the legitimate princess was granted by the predecessor emperor while the other lady was the daughter of the current Grand Tutor; both had strong backing. He could only secretly send people to protect Consort X without incident until she fell ill with poison during your mother's seventh month of pregnancy, leading to premature labor. She fought hard to give birth to you but did not survive afterward. Your father might be afraid that seeing you would remind him of Consort X and bring him sorrow! Little Princess has always been weak due to being born prematurely."
What a melodramatic plot!
Luo Bingbing thought to herself that the original owner's mother was truly wronged! She had been killed by someone, and yet that prince was not human; instead of pursuing the murderer who harmed his wife, he blamed his own daughter, even refusing to give her a name. It was clear he intended for her to fend for herself!
Sigh... Considering this body, she would still seek revenge for them.
"Nursemaid, I'm hungry." She said pitifully while rubbing her little belly.
"Little Princess, please wait a moment. The Nursemaid will prepare some food for you right away." The woman wiped her tears upon hearing Luo Bingbing's plea and got up to arrange something to eat for her.
Once the Nursemaid's figure was out of sight, Luo Bingbing immediately tried to see if her Ability had disappeared and whether she could restore this small body. Ten seconds later, a layer of red light surrounded her. Seeing that the purple-level Ability she had painstakingly cultivated had turned into the lowest-level Crimson Level Ability made Luo Bingbing extremely frustrated. To restore her Ability, she needed to reach green level, while Crimson Level could only alleviate the pain in her body. After a while, as the pain lessened, she got out of bed and walked over to the bronze mirror. Not tall enough, she moved a stool over and climbed up to get a better look at what this body looked like. She accepted being transformed into a small child but hoped it wouldn't be so ugly as to disappoint the audience.
That would not do!
Hmm! With jet-black hair, curved eyebrows, big eyes, a petite nose, and although her lips were pale, they were quite nice. Her face was shaped like a beautiful oval; despite her cheeks being slightly swollen, she definitely had the potential to develop into a beauty. However, it took such effort just to look in the mirror; her body was so thin and frail that she appeared very unhealthy. It seemed she needed to improve her physical condition. After assessing this appearance, she returned to bed. Luo Bingbing hadn't forgotten that she was still an injured patient with amnesia; she couldn't expose herself too soon—revealing too early would ruin all the fun!
A bright glint appeared in her eyes as a wicked smile formed on her lips; those who had bullied her should hurry and pray for their safety!
While Luo Bingbing contemplated how to deal with those people, she also knew that the priority was to strengthen her body and restore her skills to their previous level. After all, having strength was paramount; only then could she act freely!
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