V2.Chapter 418

The saintess is the goddess of heaven, and she is a very transcendent existence in the entire Ming Dynasty, but with Sikongye's strength, she did not put the godly envoy that everyone sought after in the eyes.

When he heard that the person who hurt his little great-grandson was the Saintess of the Underworld, Sikong Ye didn't lift his eyelids, and there was a disdainful snort from his nose.

The saint naturally understands where this humming sound comes from. It is nothing more than a saint who everyone is jealous of. In the eyes of the ancestors, she is like an ant that can be pinched to death with one hand. If not, why does she have the qualification to enter the Mingshan Mountain, but she has never been there Mingshan is chaotic, always staying in his own temple with restraint? Do you really think she's lazy and can't walk?

"Why did she beat you?" Sikong Ye asked coldly.

The saint said: "Her mother stole my things, I went to the door to ask for it, and she was injured."

This matter is not a fabrication of the Holy Maiden. After all, when Yu Wan first entered the Underworld, she did let Lan Jiao snatch a Gu King, and Yu Wan did come to ask for it, and she was indeed the victim that night. injury.

The only difference is that when she was injured, she was a saint, but now she has become "Lan Yu", but the ancestor would not know this, the ancestor would only know that he had injured the stinky girl.

Sikong Ye frowned and said, "Don't you even have a bodyguard? Can that kind of three-legged cat's kung fu hurt you?"

After all, she is also a top five expert in Mingdu, and when this ancestor said it, she became a three-legged cat. The saint took a deep breath, suppressed the urge to vomit blood, and whispered: "My family is poor, I can't afford it. Guard, I still borrowed from the villagers to come to Mingdu."

The bones and blood that have been scattered among the people have been displaced, so that this ancestor can be more cherished, isn't it?

Sure enough, after listening to the saint's words, Sikong Ye hugged the saint's arms even tighter: "Who else is in the family?"

"No, I'm the only one." Saint Ann choked.

Sikong Ye returned to Chaoyang Hall with the Holy Maiden in his arms.

The disciples in the hall were terrified when they saw that their god-like ancestor actually came back with a girl in his arms.

After Sikong Ye entered the room, the disciples were frying.

"Who is that girl?"

"Is it the one who was brought back by the ancestor last night? The ancestor also carried her back like this last night..."

"The old ancestor will not reach this age, and finally the iron tree blooms, and he has a crush on a little girl?"

Sikong Ye only instructed his disciples to serve the girl he brought back, but he didn't say her identity, so no one guessed on the little great-grandson.

"Are we finally going to have a mistress in Chaoyang Palace?"

"Shh! Be quiet! Don't tell the ancestor to hear it! It's all gone, the ancestor's affairs are not something we can speculate on. Let's do our part with peace of mind and try our best to be loyal to the ancestor!"

The disciples dispersed.

Sikong Ye carried the saint back to her own room. Her foot was sprained a little seriously, and her entire ankle and instep were swollen high. Sikong Ye used her inner strength to dissipate the blood stasis for her, almost in the blink of an eye. The feet are back to normal.

"Get up and take two steps." Sikong Ye said.

"Yeah!" The saint stood up obediently and walked a few steps. It really doesn't hurt anymore!

Gollum~

The saint's stomach growled.

In the morning, I only drank a bowl of bamboo chicken and ginseng soup, and went out to get injured again. At this time, it is inevitable that I am hungry.

"Eat first." Sikong Ye said.

The implication is that after eating, take revenge.

The Holy Maiden had no reason not to agree, nodded and said with a well-behaved look, "I'll listen to you."

Sikong Ye asked his disciple to prepare the meal, but he didn't want to eat it, so he just sat there watching the saintess eat.

If the saint eats slowly, he will frown. If the saint eats more chopsticks, his brows will stretch.

The saint has the illusion of being deeply loved. She was born to be the most powerful saint in the Lan family. Holding it, the meaning is incomparable.

Ancestor Sikong is an existence that can compete with the rumored Pluto. If it wasn't for the accident of Saintess Lanyi, he might be the real Pluto.

The Holy Maiden couldn't help but be jealous of Yu Wan again, what kind of shit did that girl have, why did the good things in the whole world spread to her? No one knows better than her how inhumanely old Ancestor Sikong is, but because of this, his favor is so precious, not to mention that he doesn't look old at all. Unparalleled elegance, like a god of the nine heavens.

The Holy Maiden couldn't think any more, the more she thought about it, the more jealous that stinky girl became.

"I'm full," said the saint.

Sikong Ye frowned slightly, as if he was not satisfied with her food intake.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, the Holy Maiden is a girl who has already married, but in Sikong Ye's eyes, she is still a little girl, and it is not good for a baby to eat so little.

Sikong Ye pushed the bowl of rice in front of him to the Holy Maiden: "Eat."

The saint, who has never eaten much, was startled: "Huh?"

Other people's children are fat and round, and their own dolls are thin and shriveled. At first glance, they have not been fed well. Sikong Ye is a competent elder and will never allow his little great-grandson to starve into a small skinny monkey.

"Eat it." Sikong Ye said without hesitation.

In order to play a good great-granddaughter who has endured hardships in the folk and is not picky about food, she has already eaten all the rice in the bowl. You must know that when she was still a saint, her three meals together did not fit into one bowl. many.

She has already eaten a little: "Old Ancestor, I..."

"Eat it, don't let me say it a third time!" He is an elder who loves his children, but he will never allow his children to be picky eaters!

The saint took the bowl of rice bravely and ate it with her life.

Sikong Ye found that she didn't eat vegetables, but only ate rice with her head down.

Sikong Ye took some chopsticks for her, the fat and greasy braised pork.

The vegetarian saint saw those quivering big fat meat, and she wanted to die!

Sikong Ye didn't have enough fat, so he even cut two big drumsticks and rolled his eyes from the Holy Maiden.

Seeing that she was panicking even with such a small thing, it can be seen how hard she lived in the folk in the past, and she was hungry and small, didn't she? Sikong Ye became more and more certain of his determination to raise and strengthen his baby.

After a meal, the Holy Maiden was dead.

After a few more meals, she felt that she could die here alive.

"Old... Old Ancestor, are we..."

Time to seek revenge for the "Saint"?

Sikong Ye understood what he meant, but he didn't have any doubts because of her anxiety. If she was bullied, she should fight back. This is only right and proper, and he planned this way originally, but now, he has more important things to do. things to do.

He summoned the disciples of Chaoyang Palace and asked them how to raise their children. When he was the young master of Sikong's family in his early years, he had seen quite a few children, but seeing them was one thing, and raising them himself was another. .

The disciples were stunned. The ancestors did not call them for hundreds of years. When they called, they asked them how to raise their children. !

"Although the disciple has not given birth, but there is a younger brother in the disciple's family..."

It was the little disciple named Jinghong. He gushed about his parents' parenting classics, nothing more than eating, drinking, dressing, and sleeping well.

Sikong Ye frowned deeply, there were no women in Chaoyang Hall, and his little great-grandson didn't even have a change of clothes.

Immediately, Sikong Ye took the saint who had lost half of her life because of the support out of Mingshan and went to the market to buy.

The saint was paralyzed on the carriage, not wanting to move.

She is really dying, and her belly is about to burst!

"Hey candied haws—candied haws—"

On the street, passing a vendor selling candied haws, Sikong Ye saw an aunt walking over with a seven-year-old girl. The aunt bought a bunch of candied haws for the little girl. Sikong Ye nodded after being taught, and jumped out of the carriage. I also bought a bunch of candied haws for my doll.

Just as he turned to the car with the candied gourd, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of a chubby little figure on the stall beside him.

Looking at the side, it was a girl about the same age as her own baby. There were several bowls of glutinous rice balls in front of her. Four of them had already been drained. She was eating the fifth bowl. Soon, the stall owner presented her again. A large plate of kebabs.

She had a mouthful of salty barbecue and a mouthful of sweet glutinous rice balls.

Sikong Ye was very envious. Look, this is someone else's child.

It would be great if my own doll could be raised so chubby.

Just thinking about it, the fat girl said, "Another bowl of dumplings!"

The saint on the carriage heard this familiar voice, and a jingling sat up!

She opened the curtain and looked at the sound.

From her point of view, she could only see the other person's back, but it wasn't in vain to get along for more than ten days, she almost recognized who the other person was at first sight.

It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

The saint smiled coldly: "Don't you think it's not good for you to stay at Sikong's house obediently? You can live for a day or two, and you can bring it to the door yourself, so don't blame me for being rude!"

The saint got off the carriage, came behind Yu Wan, and patted Yu Wan on the shoulder lightly.

She just waited for Yu Wan to turn around, and then loudly told the ancestor that this was the murderer who injured her.

Unexpectedly, before she could speak, Yu Wan threw herself into her arms: "Sister—I've had a hard time finding you—"