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

Rao guessed what would happen before she came, but when it came to this moment, she still instinctively felt a little apprehensive, her eyelashes trembled, and she pinched the railing: "First, eat first, right?" ”

"It's fine."

"Yan Jiuchao" said gently.

The two of them set up a table of food on the open-air deck of the painting boat, and sat on the ground, at this time, the scenery was just right, the sunset was slanting in the west, the twilight was four, and the yellow-orange-orange twilight hit the peach forest, like pink clouds covered with a layer of glow.

The saint is like being in a fairyland.

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

But the saint is not an ordinary woman, she has a heart of stone, she has never experienced the love between men and women, and she has never been tempted by any man, except for ......

The holy woman lowered her head, thinking about her actions today, and even she felt incredible.

Is this really her?

Is she crazy?

How could she take such a risk for a man?

I don't know what happened to Sikong Mansion and the Holy Maiden Temple? Did you make it to the wedding?

Li Sheng's envoy once asked her, if she didn't want to marry herself, why didn't she find a holy envoy to marry her? The Holy Envoy is more faithful, knows Sikong Yun and her better, and is less likely to make mistakes.

What she didn't tell Li Shengzhi was that she was jealous of that woman, so she wanted to destroy that woman.

Jealousy is admitting that she is inferior to others, but if you think about it carefully, she is not as good as that woman, she is the saint of the Lan family, no matter her birth and status, she can compare that woman to the dust, as for martial arts and strategy, it is even less worth mentioning, what else will that woman do when she eats and eats?

She just had a beautiful appearance, and she happened to meet Yan Jiuchao earlier than herself.

If the two of them appeared in front of Yan Jiuchao at the same time, would Yan Jiuchao let go of the Holy Maiden of the Netherworld and turn her head to marry a fat girl with empty beauty? 、

The thought flashed through her mind, and the saint felt that she really didn't need to be jealous of that woman anymore.

At least after tonight, there will be no more jealousy.

A broken shoe, can Yan Jiuchao still look at it?

"What's wrong? Isn't it appetizing? ”

"Yan Jiuchao" asked with concern.

The saint returned to consciousness, lowered her eyes shyly, revealed a gentle demeanor that she had never had before, and said softly: "No." ”

"Yan Jiuchao" smiled, pointed to a table of dishes, and introduced them one by one: "This is mandarin fish, just caught in the river, the mandarin fish in March and April is the fattest, braised and steamed are good, but there is already a braised elbow, I will let people steam the mandarin fish, you taste it, does it suit your appetite?" ”

As he spoke, he took the belly of the fish with chopsticks and put it into the bowl of the saint.

The saint is most disgusted with others serving vegetables to herself, even if it is chopsticks that she has never eaten, Sikong Yun has violated her taboo because of this, she brushed her sleeves and left on the spot, but now the person who is attentive to her is replaced by the man in front of her, not only does she not respond, but she also feels a trace of sweetness held in the palm of her hand.

She picked it up and tasted it.

"Is it delicious?"

"Yan Jiuchao" asked.

The saint nodded slightly.

"Yan Jiuchao" smiled knowingly, and sandwiched the fattest elbow skin: "Try this again." ”

The saint does not like greasy and does not eat red meat.

But......

It's the dish he sandwiched, so let's eat it all.

The holy woman tasted it with pleasure.

He didn't have time to think about whether it tasted good or not, so he sandwiched other dishes, and the saint completely fell into his gentle country.

World...... How could there be such a considerate man?

At the end, the saint drank a glass of wine in a daze.

That's not great.

There was no medicine in the wine, but the saint was not strong enough to drink, and after a while she supported her forehead with her elbows and lay half-crooked on the table.

"Y-Are you alright?" Fake Yan Jiuchao asked tentatively.

"I ...... I'm tired. The saint said in a daze.

"I'll help you back to the wing." Fake Yan Jiu stretched out his hand.

The saint hummed drunkenly, handed him her hand, and let him support herself, and helped herself back to the wing.

Before the strength of the wine passed, the saint was still a little dazed, and her reaction was slow, and she didn't understand the meaning of this sentence for a while.

Of course, even if she understands, she can't make timely remedies, she has been strictly guarded since she was a child, and she rarely understands this common sense, so when she was disguised, she forgot about this stubble, and only remembered to disguise her own pulse, Li Shengenvoy understood this, but Li Shengzhi didn't know that she came out to seduce Yan Jiuchao, and she was here to kill people.

"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!

The one who should be disguised is not disguised, and the one who does not need to be disguised is a blind toss.

The saint didn't realize this for the time being, but the phrase "you are not her" was like a hammer, waking up most of her wine.

Did she show her stuff?

What can I do?

"You...... Listen to me......"

"Say no more! I don't want to hear anything! You tell me honestly! Who the hell are you?! ”

The saint still wanted to struggle to the death, but was interrupted by the other party's sharp words, probably because she woke up from wine, or because the other party was too excited and forgot to disguise, she felt that the other party's voice was not quite the same as before.

The previous one wasn't too nice, but at least it was unfamiliar, but now there was a sense of familiarity, as if I had heard it somewhere.

But why can't you think of it?

The saint pressed her aching head.

Damn, I knew I wouldn't drink!

Fake Yan Jiuchao pulled out the sword hanging on the wall, and pointed the end of the sword at her: "Say!" Who the hell are you! Why impersonate her?! ”

The voice became more and more familiar, and the saint felt that she was only a thin layer of window paper left from the answer, but because she was drunk and faint, she could not pierce the layer of window paper.

At this moment, the saint inadvertently raised her head and caught a glimpse of something strange under his cheek.

The human skin mask cocked a corner

Is that......

The saint's eyebrows jumped, and she suddenly exerted her skills, and flashed in front of the other party, who was holding a sword and could not stop the saint's approach.

The saint took off the human skin mask.

Under the mask, a face she had seen countless times was revealed.

The saint was stunned.

This is not true......

No way......

There must also be masks.

The saint hurriedly raised her hand to tear it again.

The other party was torn purple by her: "What are you doing?" You crazy woman! ”

The saint couldn't tear it off, and she couldn't even feel the slightest abnormality, this face was real...... It's really commonplace......

The saint looked at the face that was close at hand, and then looked at the red on the bed, only to feel that five thunderbolts hit the top, and the thunderbolt crackled down on the sunny day, and her whole person was stunned.

She slumped into her chair.

"How dare you tear my face to see that I don't kill you!" Sikong Yun raised his sword and rushed towards the Holy Maiden.

How could he be the Saint's opponent? The saint didn't even raise her hand, but with a shock of internal force, she knocked him into the wall.

He had a pain in his back and fell heavily to the ground, breaking the bridge of his nose.

But thanks to this trick, he sensed the breath of the saint.

"You...... You are ......" Sikong Yun was also like five thunderbolts, and finally stood up straight, and stumbled back to the ground.

What are you doing? Isn't that girl? How did she become a saint?

"How, how, how...... How could it be you? I don't know if it's because of my weak heart or my anger, Sikong Yun stammered, "Shouldn't you be getting married?" How did you get here? ”

If he wasn't the son of the Sikong family, the Holy Maiden would have killed him with a sword!

The saint said coldly, "I should ask you this!" ”

It was not good to stay in the Sikong Mansion to marry that woman, but he disguised himself as Yan Jiuchao......

Now, she's the broken shoe!!

Of course, Sikong Yun couldn't guess the Holy Maiden's thoughts about Yan Jiuchao, and when the Holy Maiden had insight into her plan, she specially ran to hinder her.

Sikong Yun held back his weakness and said scoundrelly: "I didn't say I wouldn't marry you, I'll ...... for a while So what's the end...... I'm going to go back to the house to marry you, what are you anxious about? Can you pretend to be her and grab me? What should you do if you leave like this and people find out? ”

The saint choked: "You ......"

How could this man say such brazen words?!

I know he's not a thing, but I don't know he's not!

Sikong Yun glanced at her, raised his chin and said, "Why are you looking at me like this?" You must be like, 'You're not gone yet?' It's not certain who is causing the trouble', oh, I might as well tell you the truth, I have a plan in place so that no one will find out that I am not in the house. ”

The saint's eyes sank: "What do you mean?" ”

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