V2.Chapter 407

Do you not escape after saving people, but stay and wait to be caught?

Or...they were so tightly entangled by the Sikong family that they couldn't escape for a while, so they had to bite the bullet and get married?

Until here, the saintess thought that the two of them were passively trapped in the house, so they fell into her arms. After a while, they gathered the masters of Sikong's family, and they must cut the woman and Yan Jiuchao who had calculated her cruelly. !

But soon, the saintess discovered a problem, they couldn't even enter the gate of Sikong Mansion!

The masters of the Sikong Mansion are in charge, and they can't force their way through it no matter what.

The Holy Maiden glanced at Sikong Yun, who was beside him, and suddenly regretted that Sikong Yun's face was swollen, but the swelling was not much, and it should be recognized.

She grabbed the guard's neck and forced him to look at Sikongyun: "Open your dog's eyes and see who this person is!"

The guard was forced to take a look, then froze.

This, this, this... Isn't this the second son of his family? Although his face was swollen, his face was still recognizable.

"How is it? Finally recognized it?" The saint said coldly.

Sikong Yun didn't want to talk to him, a dignified man, let a bitch slap his face swollen, he didn't have time to hide, how could he be embarrassed to let his servants watch?

As for whether he can enter Sikong's house, he is not in a hurry. He is the second young master of Sikong's house. How can this be done? If you can't get in today, you can get in another day! Why be embarrassed at the gate?

Sikong Yun turned around and wanted to leave, but was stopped by the saint: "Stop for me!"

It’s okay to bully him in the painting boat. When he arrived at the gate of Sikong’s house, he even yelled at him in front of the guards, and didn’t show her any color. She really thought she was a dish, didn’t she?

Sikong Yun was about to shout to stop the Holy Maiden, when he saw a middle-aged man in fancy clothes walking over from the direction of the mansion.

"What happened? Don't you know that today is the big day for the second son and the saint? You still let people make trouble in front of the house?"

With a majestic voice and extraordinary aura, he was a high-ranking steward in the Sikong family, whose surname was Qian.

The saint let go of the guards.

The guard frightened to the side of Qian Guanshi, pointed to the two troublemakers, and said, "If you go back to Qian Guanshi, it's not that I'm going to make a fuss, it's really, yes..."

Manager Qian said in a cold voice, "Don't stammer, talk about something! I'll let the guests in the house see it in a while, and pretend that Sikong's family can't even hold a wedding!"

The guard came close to Steward Qian's ear and told the story of the incident.

Qian Guanshi frowned: "Nonsense! I just met the second son in the banquet hall, how can there be another second son here?"

"He, he, that's what they said... If you don't believe me, look at it." The guard trembled and pointed at Sikong Yun, who had a look of disdain.

Qian Guanshi took a closer look and was taken aback. This kid has a bruised nose and a swollen face, but he does look a bit like the second son of his family.

"Tell him, you are Sikong Yun." The saintess looked at Sikong Yun and said.

Sikong Yun cut out: "If you ask me to say it, I will say it?"

"You..." The saint choked with anger.

"Who are you?" Manager Qian's suspicious eyes fell on the saint.

The guard whispered, "She said...she is a saint."

"Heh." Qian Guanshi smiled disdainfully, these two young masters have a little imagination, but the saints are completely different, "I really don't know where the liar came from, find someone who looks similar to the second son. People, you want to sneak into the Sikong Mansion, what do you think of the Sikong Mansion? I can't even tell the real master from the fake, so don't do my job!"

The saint is in a hurry, you just can't tell the difference!

Manager Qian said: "Today is the great day of the Second Young Master and the Holy Maiden. It is not suitable to see bloodshed. I will not hold you accountable for your sins. Go back to where you came from! Otherwise, I will let someone arrest you... Sikong's prison meal is not so delicious!"

Having said that, Steward Qian stopped talking nonsense with the two of them, turned around, and walked to the house without looking back.

The Holy Maiden couldn't let him leave this place so easily. He was the only one who could bring them into the mansion. If he lost this opportunity, he would wait until the next time. Although those two guys were fakes, let them be like this. In the mansion, the Holy Maiden is always a little worried.

"Qian Guanshi, I've offended you!" The saintess's eyes turned cold, and a white sash was sacrificed, wrapping around Qian Guanshi's waist.

Qian Guanshi only felt his waist tighten, and the next second, he was held in the hands of the saint, the saint's hand grabbed his neck, and said to the stunned guard: "Go and call the second son and the saint, or I will kill him!"

Although Steward Qian was not the chief steward of the mansion, he was Mrs. Sikong's roommate and was a distant relative of Mrs. Sikong. The guard did not dare to let him have an accident in front of his eyes, so he hurriedly went to the banquet hall to invite Mrs. Sikong and the second son. shown.

Mrs. Sikong was called by several ladies of Mingdu to watch the play in the garden. Only Yan Jiuchao and Yu Wan were left in the banquet hall to entertain the guests.

Xiao Liu... No, now it's time to call Ying Liu, he silently followed Yan Jiuchao's side, and reminded in a low voice, "The third son of Zhuge's family, named Zhuge Yu, is coming this year. Eight, one year younger than Sikongyun..."

"How long have I been out now, and you'll be married when I come back!" Zhuge Yu strode over and put one arm on Yan Jiuchao's shoulder.

Yan Jiuchao glanced at his arm lightly: "Boy, I'm afraid you don't want your hand anymore."

Ying Liu swallowed his saliva and finished his words in a low voice: "...The seniority is Sikong Yun's grandfather."

Zhuge Yu, who was threatened by his grandson: "..."

Yan Jiuchao, who accidentally threatened his grandfather: "..."

The Holy Maiden is a very special existence in the underworld. In the eyes of everyone, she is pure and cold, and does not eat the fireworks of the world. Many guests dare not approach her because of her cold aura, but... how do they feel that today's saint The woman has become a little more down-to-earth?

The Holy Maiden is the second wife of the Sikong family and the future head of the Lan family. Her power and fame doom her to be unable to sit in the bridal chamber and wait for the bridegroom like an ordinary woman, but she is reluctant to entertain, so she hugs a delicate Small plates, sitting behind the banquet table and eating with chirps.

Everyone looked at her intently.

The saint is fat...

Small hands whirring...

The way he eats is so cute...

Suddenly I feel that the saint is a little cute...

Yu Wan burped halfway through her meal.

"Hiccup~" Her chubby body trembled.

Everyone looked at those two chubby cheeks, pockmarks... I really want to go up and pinch...

Yu Wan was separated, and the guard came in a hurry and whispered something to Yan Jiuchao, Yan Jiuchao calmly brushed off his wide sleeves, walked to Yu Wan, and stretched out his hand to Yu Wan: "It's a good show. , do you see it?"

look~

Yu Wan handed him her hand and stood up excitedly.

Well, no more hiccups.

The two went to the gate of Sikong Mansion.

Saintess and Sikong Yun have been waiting for a long time. Of course, it is Saintess who is full of anxiety. Sikongyun is just waiting by the way. He still doesn't believe that Xiaoliu betrayed him. How could such a smart person be calculated like that? He's not out of his mind, is he?

This woman, who interrupted his plan, and also alienated his relationship with Xiao Liu, was really blind at first, and she actually fell in love with this evil woman!

"Second Young Master, Holy Maiden! Save me!" As soon as Steward Qian saw the two of them, he seemed to grab a life-saving straw when he was drowning.

Sikong Yun also saw the two of them, and he was surprised: "Huh? Why are there two saintess?" He turned to look at the saintess, "You also prepared a substitute?"

The saint didn't bother to pay attention to him, looked at Yan Jiuchao and Yu Wan coldly and said, "Mr. Qian, open your eyes and see clearly, these two are fake, we are the real second son and saint."

Yu Wan snorted, and thought it was a lively thing. It turned out that the main lord came back, but unfortunately, it is easy to ask God to send God away, and now she is not allowed to go out with this status!

She wants to let her understand what it means to eat one's own fruit!

Yu Wan smiled lightly: "Where did the scumbags come from, they actually pretended to be me and the second son, and also kidnapped the stewards of the Sikong Mansion. Come on, arrest them! I will be executed tomorrow!"

The guards of the Sikong Mansion swarmed up.

Sikong Yun finally knew that he was panicking now, he could hang around outside, but he couldn't be beheaded!

"I... I'm the second son!" He shouted, facing Yan Jiuchao, "Liu! Tell them! You are the second son! I am the second son!"

"Hey~" Yan Jiuchao smiled disdainfully.

Ying Liu walked out of the shadow heavy, and said innocently: "Where am I? The second son is next to me, who are you? Why are you pretending to be my master?"

boom--

Sikongyun's brain thundered for a while, and it went blank for a while.

At this juncture, if you still can't guess that you are being tricked, then you can't justify it. The saintess guessed it all. He really fell into their tricks, this little Liu... is a spy sent by Yan Jiuchao!

So... this man who pretended to be himself...

"Yan, Jiu, Chao!" The Holy Maiden guessed the identity of the other party.

How much she once admired this man, how much she hates this man now, and she doesn't want to accept her favor, but she even designed her and let Sikongyun ruin her innocence!

Her mind was full of only one thought - kill him!

She thought so, and she did.

Xu was out of anger, but she didn't catch Yu Wan, who was not skilled in martial arts, as she did last time. She went straight to Yan Jiuchao, and her shot was the ultimate move.

Yan Jiuchao waved his sleeves and used his inner strength to send Yu Wan behind Ying Liu. Ying Liu protected Yu Wan to the death, and Yan Jiuchao caught the saintess' move with his bare hands.

Under the powerful hatred, the saintess's skill has increased several times. The surrounding wind is blowing, sand and rocks are flying, and the eyes of the guards and Qian Guanshi are all fascinated.

Sikong Yun also covered Ye's eyes with his sleeves.

Just as the two of them were fighting to the death, Patriarch Sikong appeared.

"Stop it all!"

Along with the stern shout of Patriarch Sikong, an invisible internal force blocked in front of the two like a barrier.

The saint recovered her power in time, took a few steps back, and bowed to Patriarch Sikong: "Patriarch Sikong."

Patriarch Sikong glanced at her suspiciously: "Who are you? Why do you practice martial arts in the temple? You still have the aura of a saint on your body?"

Saintess had just fought against Yan Jiuchao. In addition to wanting to kill Yan Jiuchao, she also planned to spill her breath. Even if her face was wrong, her skills were always right.

However, before she could speak, Yu Wan strode out: "So you are the little thief who stole my secrets back then!"

Stealing tips?

So, this person's martial arts was learned by stealth?

Patriarch Sikong's eyes turned cold.

The saintess gritted her teeth: "Okay, you said that I stole it, so why don't you make a move!"

There was not a trace of panic on Yu Wan's face, and she raised her brows: "If you ask me to make a move, I will make a move? Don't think I don't know, you just gave me the medicine, and my muscles will reverse as soon as I exercise."

Just make up, who is not a master anymore?

"You..." The Holy Maiden's lungs were about to explode, she took a deep breath and looked at Patriarch Sikong, "Listen to me... I am the Holy Maiden, he is your own son, Sikong Yun!"

"Father—" Sikong Yun cried and rushed towards the Sikong Patriarch, but just halfway through, the guards on the side stopped him.

"What are you doing to stop me? I'm Sikongyun! It's your second son!" Sikongyun said angrily, then looked at the family master Sikong, "Father, believe me! I'm really your son! You have a mole on your **! "

The guards couldn't hold back and sprayed together.

Patriarch Sikong's face turned into a pig's liver color. In public, he shook out such a private matter. If this man wasn't his son, he, he, he chopped him off!

"Is it true or false, don't you know if you test it?"

"Yes! Test! He's fake! His face is fake!"

Patriarch Sikong looked at Yan Jiuchao suspiciously.

Yan Jiuchao stood there brightly, and Sikongyun rushed up and took off his human skin mask—

uh, didn't take it off?

what happened?

Sikong Yun looked at the empty fingertips, but in the next second, Ying Liu reached out and took off his human skin mask.

The saint was startled immediately: "How could this be?"

Sikong Yun was also stunned, didn't the mask on his face fall off? How can I take one off?

Sikong Yun looked at everyone with a look of contempt, walked to a pool of water stains, bowed his head and took a picture, "Ah—"