Ye Luoli's Revenge

Wen Zike, branded with the label of "Wen Xi's Younger Sister," is inherently shy and timid, a girl who even blushes when speaking loudly. By her side is her second sister, Mu Qiuling (W...

The Oath of the Four-Leaf Clover: The Coronation of the Smallest Warrior

The Oath of the Four-Leaf Clover: The Coronation of the Smallest Warrior

The morning light bathed Wen Zike's room in a warm gold, clover floated in the air, and the four-leaf clover pattern on her skirt shimmered with a faint green light, echoing the three-leaf clover pendant on Xiao Keke's chest. A scroll of the contract had appeared between them sometime during the night; it wasn't the traditional style created by Fairy Xinling, but rather woven from countless emerald green four-leaf clover leaves, its edges wrapped with shimmering white threads of light, exuding a fresh and soft magical aura.

"Coco, you have to repeat after me when you form a contract." Clover's voice was as gentle as cotton candy. She stretched out her small hand, in which lay a lustrous four-leaf clover crystal. "This is my token, and also proof of our bond."

Eight-year-old Wen Zike stood on tiptoe, her little face flushed red, her big eyes filled with seriousness. She imitated Muxu, carefully reaching out her hand. The moment her fingertips touched the crystal, she was enveloped by a warm, comforting power. She didn't quite understand what responsibility or protection meant; she only knew that the fairy before her was her companion, someone who would accompany her to find her older sister.

"I...I'm Wen Zike..." Little Keke's voice was still childish and a little hesitant, "I want to be best friends with Clover forever! The four-leaf clover will protect us, and we'll go find Big Sister together!"

There are no fancy words, no standard incantations, only the most straightforward wishes.

The moment the words left her lips, the four-leaf clover contract suddenly shone brightly, its leaves fluttering down and landing on Coco's wrist, forming a delicate four-leaf clover mark. Then, a soft mist of light enveloped her, and her dress gradually transformed—a fluffy white lace skirt cascaded to her ankles, embroidered with vibrant four-leaf clover patterns, tied at the waist with a pale green ribbon, and adorned with a silver bow matching the clover's design. A small princess crown appeared atop her head, making her look like a fairy straight out of a fairytale.

"Wow!" Little Coco looked down at her dress, couldn't help but twirl around, the hem of her skirt billowing in a beautiful arc, "Clover, Clover, I'm a princess now!"

Clover smiled and nodded, her green eyes full of satisfaction: "Yes, Coco, you are now a Ye Luoli warrior, the youngest little princess warrior among us."

She raised her hand and gently tapped, and a faint light shone from Coco's palm: "Our magic is luck and protection. Four-leaf clovers will help us avoid danger and warm the people around us. But your power is still very weak now, so we need to practice slowly."

Xiao Ke nodded vigorously, gripping Muxu's hand tightly, her eyes sparkling: "Yes! I will definitely practice hard and find Big Sister as soon as possible!"

Just then, a familiar voice came from outside the window—it was Jianpeng and Shuyan talking. Little Coco's eyes lit up, and she grabbed Clover and ran to the window: "Clover, it's the Ye Luoli warriors! Let's go say hello to them!"

Clover smiled and agreed, then floated to the window with Little Coco.

Downstairs, Wang Mo, Chen Sisi, Shu Yan, and Jian Peng were gathered together, with Liang Cai, Jasmine, Luo Li, and Blue Peacock beside them. When they saw the small figure in a four-leaf clover princess dress by the window, everyone was stunned.

"That's...Coco?" Chen Sisi's eyes widened in surprise.

Liangcai jumped up immediately: "Wow! What a beautiful princess dress! And a contract mark! She's a Ye Luoli warrior too!"

Little Coco waved her little hand and said in a clear voice, "Hello everyone! My name is Wen Zike, and my doll is Clover! I'm also a Ye Luoli warrior!"

Sunlight shone on her, and the four-leaf clover mark shimmered with a soft light. This 8-year-old little princess warrior, carrying her four-leaf clover oath, officially joined their team.

Not far away at the street corner, Prince Minsk's silver figure flashed by. His icy blue eyes fell on little Coco, a hint of curiosity flashing across them, before he turned and disappeared into the crowd.