V2.Chapter 400

After the saint returned to the temple, she couldn't hold it any longer and vomited blood and fell to the ground.

"Saint!"

A passing saint quickly pushed in the door and helped the saint who was lying in a pool of blood up.

The saint's condition was not optimistic, and she kept vomiting blood.

The holy envoy was terrified and carried the saint to the bed: "Saint, how are you?"

"Go... go to the cold pool..." The saint said with her last strength.

The holy envoy responded with a pale face, and carried the saint to the cold pool of the temple.

The Holy Maiden was seriously injured by Yan Jiuchao. After Sikong Yun healed her, she felt a little better, but just now... She was stunned, her meridians reversed, and she almost went into trouble.

"Saint..." After the saint put the saint into the cold pool, he knelt by the pool and waited for her to show her.

The saint covered her painful heart and said, "You step back!"

The envoy said worriedly: "You are so badly injured, do you need to go down and inform the second son?"

"No!" the saint said decisively, "you go out!"

"But..." The Holy Envoy wanted to say something, but the Holy Maiden had already closed her eyes, which meant she had made up her mind.

The envoy couldn't help but wonder, Second Young Master Sikong was the fiance of the saint, not to mention how much the saint had affection for him, but after all, there was a marriage contract, and when faced with problems that could not be solved in the past, the saint would always be the first Thinking of the Second Young Master, it was the Lan family who was harassed by the assassins tonight, and the Holy Maiden took the hostage, so wouldn't she bring the Sikong family?

I just went out, what happened, why did the saint seem impatient when she mentioned the second son?

The saint did not understand, nor did he expect the saint to give him an answer, so he respectfully withdrew.

Most of the saintess's body was soaked in the freezing cold pool. Her injuries were more serious than they looked. It would not have been so, but she had committed a major taboo for martial arts practitioners, and she broke up when she should not be distracted. Heart.

She couldn't help but flashed that beautiful face under the moonlight in her mind, and finally let the internal force suppressed by Han Chi swept back into her tendons. She spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted in Han Chi.

...

Yu Wan spent the most boring two days at Sikong's house, and I don't know if it was because she didn't sleep and ran out in the middle of the night, which aroused the vigilance of the Holy Maiden. She was moved to the most remote wing, where the Sikong Yun's house was separated by seventeen or eight walls, and it was unlikely that they would meet by chance.

"Is your holy maiden worried that the Second Young Master will see Madam Ben's peerless beauty?" Yu Wan asked Huazhi curiously while lying on the wicker chair in the courtyard to bask in the sun. At the end, she did not forget, "Orange."

Huazhi was clearly Sikongyun's maid, but she was actually a confidant of the Holy Maiden. She used to monitor Sikongyun's movements, but now she was in charge of guarding Yu Wan.

Huazhi was peeling the oranges, and glanced at the little chubby dun lying on the wicker chair. It was only two days, did she remember correctly? His face was round again, and he was so fat. How could he be so embarrassed to say that he was peerless beauty?

Don't you look in the mirror? !

Yu Wan lay comfortably on the rattan chair, enjoying the sun leisurely.

It's strange that Concubine Yun's grandmother just does this when she has nothing to do, it's really pleasant.

Yu Wan rushed to Huazhi and stretched out a small fat hand.

Huazhi looked at the white and tender little hand, only to feel that the baby's hand was nothing more than that. She twitched the corner of her mouth and put the peeled orange on it.

Yu Wan didn't even look at it, she broke off a piece and fed it into her mouth: "Don't stop, keep peeling."

Huazhi's mouth is about to have a stroke. You are a hostage, can you be a little hostage? Those who know it are said to be hostages, but those who don't know it are considered to be the daughter of Sikong Mansion!

Huazhi was so angry that she said sourly, "I'll be honest, you're not afraid of me poisoning you?"

"Is it thyme?" Yu Wan turned her head and asked.

"What thyme?" Huazhi had never heard of it.

"Oh." Yu Wan lay back lazily, as long as it wasn't thyme, the little Gu Gu could be solved.

Having said that, after the little Gu Gu was taken away by Sikong Changfeng, he never came back, so would he be hungry and thin?

Sikong Changfeng didn't look like a wicked person, but whoever made her little Gu Gu have a deep love for her, if he couldn't see her master, he would definitely not be able to eat it.

Sikong Changfeng's yard.

The waiter stumbled into Sikong Changfeng's study: "No, no, it's not good!"

"What's wrong?" Sikong Changfeng stopped the brush he was drawing.

The waiter said bitterly, "It's that little gu!"

"What happened to it?" Sikong Changfeng asked.

"It's finished again!" Has the little guy ate nothing since he was born? How can you eat so much? The rations given to the King of Ten Thousand Gu were snatched and eaten by it!

"A, I'm done eating again." Sikong Changfeng coughed lightly, "That's enough to eat..."

can eat? It's like starvation Gu reincarnated! ! !

The waiter complained bitterly: "If we go on like this, there will be nothing to feed."

Sikong Changfeng put down his pen: "I... go to Mingshan again to catch some Gu worms and come back."

When the words were over, he got up and walked out. He had just crossed the threshold with one foot, and then cleared his throat and asked the waiter, "How much did it eat in the morning? I'll see how many I want to catch."

The waiter compares a number expressionlessly.

Sikong Changfeng only felt the darkness in front of his eyes, he held his forehead——

...

Yu Wan felt sentimental on her wicker chair for a while, turned her head and felt sleepy, closed her eyes and said lightly, "The blanket should be thicker."

Huazhi sneered: "You really don't treat yourself as an outsider."

Yu Wan said calmly, "Either let your master let me go, or you can just wait for me, what are you talking about?"

Huazhi gasped upside down!

Huazhi went into the house to get a blanket for Yu Wan, and when she returned to the yard, she encountered a saint who hadn't shown up for two days.

Yu Wan didn't lift her eyelids when she heard her voice.

Huazhi looked at the saint and looked at Yu Wan again, hesitating whether or not to put the blanket over it, Yu Wan said lightly, "What are you doing with a pestle? Isn't it cold for you?"

Huazhi stepped forward and covered Yu Wan with the blanket.

The Holy Maiden gestured to step back, Huazhi understood, and exited the yard.

Yu Wan continued to close her eyes and rested. After a while, she still felt that the Holy Maiden was beside her. She felt uncomfortable. She lifted her eyelids and glanced at the Holy Maiden: "Is something wrong?"

The saint's gaze swept across the food on the table, and landed on her fleshy face. For some reason, she felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, she turned her face away, and said, "Eat all day long, how fat is it? ."

Yu Wan was going to say, "I'm going to eat your rice or drink your soup," but when the words came to her lips, she remembered that she was really eating rice from her future husband's house and drinking soup from her future husband's house. Reassured, he coughed lightly, and muttered: "I'm fat, I'm happy! Can you handle it?"

The saint said coldly, "Huh, you are not afraid that you will eat into a big fat man, will your husband not want you?"

Yu Wan cut a sigh: "My husband will not want me, even if I become fat into a ball, it will be the most beautiful ball in his eyes!"

The saint blushed: "Shameless!"

Yu Wan glared at her and said angrily, "What I said is the truth! My husband and I have come through so many ups and downs, how could he care about what I have become?"

What's more, he was happy for her to eat!

A certain fake ghost king who lost his memory, the true young master, every day he must measure Yu Wan's waist, and if he loses an inch, he wants to chop off the cook.

The saint raised her chin: "Nonsense, how can there be a man in the world who doesn't care about a woman's appearance?"

"If you don't believe it, pull it down!" Yu Wan didn't bother to argue with her, she said that she didn't agree with each other.

Does the saint really not believe it?

If before Lan Mei missed, the Holy Maiden's answer was unintentionally affirmative, but now, she is not so sure.

The saint squeezed her fingers and said, "Since he cares about you so much, why hasn't he come to save you?"

"No, I found you strange." Yu Wan sat up and looked at the saint in a strange way, "What kind of man is he doing to you?"

The saintess's breath stagnated, and she said without changing her face: "I'm just worried that he won't come to save you, and if he won't throw himself into the net, I'll catch you for nothing."

Yu Wan smiled lightly, grabbed the blanket and lay down: "He won't say hello to you when he comes, you can't catch him! I have nothing else to do, I'll go to bed first, this is your future husband-in-law's house, please do it yourself. !"

After saying that, Yu Wan really stopped paying attention to the saint, and after a while, she breathed evenly.

Looking at Yu Wan, who was still able to fall asleep on the enemy's territory, the unpleasant feeling in the Holy Maiden's heart came again.

Didn't you get caught? How can you sleep so peacefully? Is it certain that the man will come to save her, and will be able to save her? Where does this confidence and trust come from? The Holy Maiden has never experienced the feeling of entrusting herself to anyone, whether her mother or father, she can't let her rely on her at ease, let alone a man.

Of course, maybe Sikong Changfeng is a slush and unstained, but Mu Xiu Yu Lin Feng will definitely destroy him. Such an upright person is not suitable for such a "chaotic world".

Therefore, Sikong Changfeng failed to give her an absolute sense of security, which may be one of the reasons why she gave up Sikong Changfeng.

"Holy maiden." The holy envoy came over with a cloak, "You are just injured, pay attention to your body and be careful not to catch a cold."

The saint tightened her clothes and stared at Yu Wan who was sleeping in a daze.

The holy envoy has been observing her for two days, and probably guessed that she was stimulated by the young couple, and the holy envoy said earnestly: "This girl is stupid, she can't tell the difference between good and bad. You know, where in the world is there a single-minded man? It's just her wishful thinking. As far as I can see, although the second son is a little confused at times, you are completely infatuated with the Holy Maiden."

"A piece of infatuation." The saint sneered.

It was said that when Cao Cao and Cao Cao arrived, Sikong Yun had not seen the saint for two days. He heard that he had just come to the courtyard, but he came out to look for her before she was in the room.

The saint gave the saint a wink, look, the second son is still nervous about you.

"Bring people in." The saint instructed lightly.

"Yes." The envoy carried the sleeping Yu Wan back to the room.

When Sikongyun crossed the Moon Gate and arrived at the yard, there was no one on the rattan chair. He knew that the woman lived here. He saw the back once from a distance.

He strode towards the saintess and said with a big smile, "Why didn't you come looking for me? You're not worried, you're about to get married, so you shouldn't meet me, right? Don't believe that!"

The saint looked at him fixedly, her eyes a little softer than before: "Second son."

"Huh?" Sikong Yun made her gentle posture confuse Monk Zhang Er. Although the Holy Maiden never spoke harshly to him, she was always cold and not enthusiastic, "You, what's wrong with you?"

The saint opened her mouth, but stopped talking.

"What do you have to say, but it's okay to say it. Has the injury relapsed? Isn't Hanchi easy to use? I'll go to my father and let him find a way to get you all the doctors in Mingdu!" Sikongyun was anxious. It doesn't look fake.

Fan of the Holy Maiden was moved, maybe she was envious, or maybe she was unwilling, why couldn't she have a man who was devoted to her?

For the first time, she had a longing for the love between men and women.

"Second son." The saint said, "In the future, don't see Xiangling again, okay?"

Xiangling, Sikongyun's favorite concubine.

Sikong Yun thought that he had concealed the matter with Xiangling very well, but unexpectedly let the Holy Maiden reveal it. The one in the room is bestowed by the elders and cannot be dismissed. It is because of my mother's face that I take care of her, but don't worry, in my heart, you will always be the only one!"

"Then, I don't see Xiangling anymore, is that okay?" The Holy Maiden used a rare deliberation tone.

Sikong Yun was simply flattered, what happened today, the saint suddenly became so gentle, he, he, he was going to be overwhelmed...

"Okay!" Sikong Yun said, "If you don't want me to see her, I'll disappear! I'll have someone send her out of the house!"

Sikong Yun did what he said, and immediately called for a servant, reluctantly sent Xiangling out of the house. Xiangling was indeed the maid of the house that Mrs. Sikong gave him, in order to prevent Mrs. Sikong from putting the account on the head of the saint , He also went to Mrs. Sikong's yard very intimately, and said that Xiangling was arguing with the guards behind his back. He was so angry that he sent the person away.

Mrs. Sikong didn't say anything, her son was about to get married, and a restless maid in the room was dismissed.

Sikong Yun handled this matter very beautifully, as long as the saintess were not blind, she could see that he cared about her.

Maybe I don't have to envy that girl, Sikong Yun's appearance is not as good as that man, and his martial arts are a little worse, but he is from a good background, and he was born the direct son of Sikong's family. What a handsome face and how strong martial arts make up for it. No.

The Holy Maiden carefully persuaded herself that she planned to accept Sikong Yun and become a godly companion of the Underworld. Unexpectedly, when Sikong Yun came to Yu Wan's small courtyard to look for the Holy Maiden again that night, she accidentally saw the Yu Wan who eats sweet-scented osmanthus cake under peach blossoms.

Yu Wan didn't know that Sikong Yun was coming, so she picked out a piece of milky-white sweet-scented osmanthus and nibbled at it.

Rou Haw's face, the fat trembled, but he couldn't hold back his fair skin and beauty, and his facial features were exquisite. Not only did he not look bloated, but he was cute like a little fat squirrel foraging.

The breeze blew, and the petals rustled.

The peach blossoms on the human face are red.

Sikong Yun was dumbfounded.

Afterwards, Sikong Yun came to the small courtyard a lot more times. On the surface, he came to find the saint, but the saint saw him looking at Yu Wan several times, and she understood everything.

It turns out that liking someone is so hard to hide, just like how this woman misses her husband, and it is like how Sikongyun covets this woman.

The Holy Maiden was disappointed, and even a layer of nausea filled her heart!

"Saint, the wedding dress is here, how about I have someone send it to your room?"

The saint's thoughts were interrupted. She raised her head and stared blankly at the saint in the dressing mirror: "What did you say?"

"Wedding dress," said the envoy, "You were not satisfied with the wedding dress last time, and your subordinates made new ones. There are eight sets in total."

"Anything is fine." The saint said indifferently.

"Ah?" The holy envoy said in fear, "This is a lifetime event, and my subordinates dare not make decisions for you."

"A lifetime event..." She would face that bastard Sikongyun for the rest of her life! Of course, she could choose to kill him, but she still couldn't get rid of Sikongyun's shadow, couldn't she?

The saint broke the hairpin in her hand.

The saint was frightened and pale.

The saint lowered her eyes and said softly, "Go and call that woman."

"Uh... yes!" The saint teacher didn't understand why the saint was looking for a hostage, so she went in doubt.

Yu Wan was taken into the temple.

I haven't seen her for a day, and the Holy Maiden feels like she's getting fat again.

Yu Wan didn't consider herself an outsider, and sat down on the chair: "Why?"

The Holy Maiden walked towards her slowly: "I'm getting married."

Yu Wan glanced at the wedding dress on the bed: "I heard that it will be three days later?"

"I don't want to marry Sikong Yun." The saint turned around, walked to a cabinet, opened the door, and took out a small box from inside.

Yu Wan said, "It doesn't matter if you don't marry that apprentice." He always looked at her with sly eyes, did you think she was stupid?

"But I can't ruin this engagement, so..." The Holy Maiden took the small box to Yu Wan's side, took out two human skin masks from the box, and put one on Yu Wan's face, "You marry me. give him!"