823 Ending (1)

The Saintess became even more nervous, and even her palms were sweating.

Even though she had guessed what would happen before she came, she still instinctively felt a trace of nervousness at this moment. Her eyelashes trembled and she gripped the railing tightly. Shall we eat first?

Alright. Yan Jiuchao said gently.

The two of them set up a table on the open-air deck of the pleasure boat and sat on the ground. The scenery was just right. The sun was setting in the west and twilight was all around. The yellow and orange twilight shone on the ten thousand miles of peach forest, like pink clouds covered in a layer of light.

The Saintess felt like she was in a fairyland.

In such an environment, it was difficult for any woman not to be moved.

However, the Saintess was not an ordinary woman. She had a heart of stone. She had never experienced the relationship between a man and a woman, and she had never been tempted by any man, except

The Saintess lowered her head. Thinking back to her current actions, even she found it unbelievable.

Was this really her? Was she crazy? Why would she take the risk of doing such a thing for a man?

She wondered how the Sikong Manor and the Saintess Hall were doing. Has the wedding been successfully completed?

Holy Envoy Li had once asked her why she didn't find the holy envoy to marry on her behalf if she didn't want to marry herself. The holy envoy was more loyal and knew Sikong Yun and her better, so it was not that easy for her to make mistakes.

What she did not tell Holy Envoy Li was that she was jealous of that woman, so she wanted to destroy that woman.

She was jealous because she admitted that she was inferior, but on careful thought, there was nothing she could not compare to that woman. She was the saintess of the Lan family. No matter her background or status, she could be compared to that woman. As for martial arts and strategy, they were even less worth mentioning. What else could that woman know?

She only had beauty and happened to meet Yan Jiuchao before her.

Back then, if the two of them had appeared in front of Yan Jiuchao at the same time, would Yan Jiuchao have abandoned the Saintess of the Nether Capital and turned around to marry a fat girl with nothing but beauty?

As this thought flashed through her mind, the Saintess felt that there was really no need for her to be jealous of that woman.

At least after tonight, she would no longer have to be jealous.

Would Yan Jiuchao even take a fancy to a broken shoe?

What's wrong? Is it not to your liking? Yan Jiuchao asked with concern.

The Saintess regained her consciousness and lowered her eyes shyly, revealing a gentle demeanor she had never shown before. She said softly, No.

Yan Jiuchao smiled and pointed at the table of dishes. He introduced them one by one. This is a carp that was just caught in the river. The carp in March and April is the fattest. It's not bad to braise and steam it, but there's already a braised pig knuckle. I got someone to steam the carp. Try it and see if it suits your taste.

As he spoke, he picked up the tenderest fish belly and placed it in the Saintess' bowl.

The Saintess hated it when others picked up food for her, even if it was chopsticks that were not used before. Sikong Yun had once violated her taboo because of this. She flicked her sleeves and left on the spot, but now that the person who was fawning over her was the man in front of her, not only was she not disgusted, but she also felt a trace of sweetness in her palm.

She picked it up and tasted it.

Is it good? Yan Jiuchao asked.

The Saintess nodded gently.

Yan Jiuchao smiled knowingly and picked up another piece of the fattest pork knuckle skin. Try this again.

The Saintess did not like greasy food and did not eat red meat.

But

Since he was the one who picked up the food, she should eat them all.

The Saintess gladly tasted it. There was no time to think about whether it tasted good or not. He picked up another dish and the Saintess completely fell into his gentleness.

How could there be such a considerate man in the world?

In the end, the Saintess drank a glass of wine in a daze.

This was not good. The wine was not drugged, but the Saintess could not withstand the alcohol. After a while, she supported her forehead with her elbow and leaned half- crooked on the table.

Are-are you alright? The fake Yan Jiuchao probed.

I'm a little tired, the Saintess said dizzily.

I'll help you back to the room. The fake Yan Jiuchao stretched out his hand.

The Saintess nodded drunkenly and handed her hand to him. She let him support her and helped her back to the room. Before the alcohol wore off, the Saintess was still a little dizzy and her reaction was slow. For a moment, she did not understand the meaning of this sentence.

Of course, even if she understood, she could not make up for it in time. She had been strictly watched since she was young and rarely knew general knowledge about this. Therefore, when she was pretending, she forgot about this. She only remembered to pretend to have a pregnancy pulse. Holy Envoy Li understood this, but Holy Envoy Li did not know that she was out to seduce Yan Jiuchao and thought that she was here to kill.

You're not her!!!

The fake Yan Jiuchao actually didn't know about Yu Wan's pregnancy, but he knew that Yu Wan had a husband!

Those who needed to disguise themselves did not disguise themselves. Those who did not need to disguise themselves were messing around.

The Saintess did not realize this for the time being. However, the you're not her was like a heavy hammer, waking her up from her drunkenness.

Had she exposed herself? What should she do?

You let me explain

Stop talking! I don't want to hear anything! Tell me the truth! Who exactly are you?!

The Saintess still wanted to struggle on the verge of death, but she was interrupted by the other party's harsh words. She was probably sobered up, or perhaps the other party was too agitated and forgot to pretend. She felt that the other party's voice was different from before.

Previously, it did not sound too good, but at least it was unfamiliar. Now, it felt familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before. But why couldn't she remember?

The Saintess pressed her aching head. Damn it, if she had known earlier, she wouldn't have drunk!

The fake Yan Jiuchao pulled out the sword hanging on the wall and pointed it at her. Speak! Who exactly are you! Why are you pretending to be her?!

This voice was getting more and more familiar. The Saintess felt that she was only a thin layer of window paper away from the answer, but because she was drunk and dizzy, she could not pierce through that layer of window paper.

At this moment, the Saintess inadvertently looked up and saw the abnormality below his cheek.

A corner of the human skin mask curled up.

That was

The Saintess's eyebrows twitched. She suddenly used her strength and appeared in front of the other party in a flash. Even though the other party was holding a sword, he could not stop the Saintess from approaching.

The Saintess took off the human skin mask. Under the mask, a face she had seen countless times was revealed.

The Saintess was stunned.

This isn't real

That was impossible

There had to be a mask too.

The Saintess quickly raised her hand to tear it again. The other party's face turned purple from her actions. What are you doing? You crazy woman!

The Saintess could not tear it off, and she could not even feel anything amiss. This face was really really Sikong Yun's

The Saintess looked at the face close to her and then at the redness on the bed. She felt like she had been struck by lightning. It was like a bolt from the blue, stunning her. She fell into a chair.

You actually dare to tear my face off. See if I don't kill you! Sikong Yun raised his sword and rushed towards the Saintess.

How could he be a match for the Saintess? The Saintess did not even raise her hand. She only shook her internal energy and sent him flying into the wall. He felt a pain in his back and fell heavily to the ground. His nose bridge was broken.

However, thanks to this move, he sensed the aura of the Saintess.

You you are Sikong Yun also felt like he had been struck by lightning. He finally stood up straight and staggered back to the ground. What was going on? Wasn't it that girl? How did she become the Saintess?

Why, why, why why is it you? It was unknown if it was because he was guilty or angry, but Sikong Yun stuttered. Aren't you supposed to be getting married? Why are you here?

If he wasn't the young master of the Sikong family, the Saintess would have already killed him!

The Saintess said coldly, I should be the one asking you this!

Instead of staying in the Sikong Manor to marry that woman, he disguised himself as Yan Jiuchao.

Now, she has become that broken shoe!!!

Of course, Sikong Yun could not guess the Saintess' feelings for Yan Jiuchao. He thought that the Saintess had understood his plan and specially came to hinder him.

Sikong Yun held back his guilt and said shamelessly, I didn't say I didn't want to marry you. In a while, when I'm done with that I'll return to the manor to marry you. What's the hurry? Is there a need to pretend to be her to catch me? What if others discover you leaving?

The Saintess choked. You

How could this man say such shameless words?!

She knew that he was a good-for-nothing, but she did not know that he was a bad person!

Sikong Yun glanced at her and raised his chin. Why are you looking at me like that? You must want to say, 'Aren't you gone yet? We don't even know who's causing trouble.' Heh, I might as well tell you the truth. I have a foolproof plan. I won't let anyone discover that I'm not in the manor.

The Saintess' eyes darkened. What do you mean?