817: Three Little Black Eggs (1)

Three Little Black Eggs (1)

The mask had medicinal effects. The moment it touched her face, Yu Wan fainted.2

Yu Wan was not sure if what happened after that was really an illusion. In her daze, she felt someone pinching her face and touching her stomach. She did not know if they were measuring something.

These consciousnesses were intermittent, and Yu Wan fell asleep again after a while.

…

The morning light was slightly warm, and the thin veil in the room that emitted a sandalwood fragrance was blown by the cold wind.

The Saintess sat quietly in front of the bronze mirror and stared at the face in the mirror without blinking.

The holy envoy stood behind her in a speechless manner. From her initial dumbfoundedness to her current helplessness, who knew what she, the holy envoy, had experienced?

"Saintess," she whispered.

"Yan Jiuchao," the Saintess interrupted her. "That's the name she was chanting in her sleep, right?"

The holy envoy nodded. "It seems so."

The Saintess raised her hand to tidy her hair. "So that man's name is Yan Jiuchao. His name is quite pleasant."

He was also handsome.

Of course, the Saintess did not say this.

The Saintess looked at the bronze mirror and raised her hand to touch her cheek.

"Do I look like her?" she asked.

The holy envoy wanted to say something but hesitated. It would be a lie to say that it didn't look like it. After all, it was made from that face, but it wasn't entirely true to say that it was carved from the same mold. After all, be it her figure or face, that woman was too chubby.

The Saintess understood what she was worried about. She looked at her appearance in the mirror and said indifferently, "Isn't there a poem in the Central Plains? 'For you I am pining myself away with regret.' I haven't seen him for more than ten days. I've been tossing and turning, unable to eat or sleep in peace. It's inevitable that I've lost weight."

"But…" The holy envoy hesitated again.

The Saintess looked at herself in the bronze mirror and muttered, "But she's pregnant, so I should have a pregnancy pulse."

This was an unexpected discovery. That woman ate all day long and was full of meat. The lump of meat on her stomach was like fat meat. If she hadn't taken her pulse, the Saintess wouldn't have known that she was pregnant.

Other than the Saintess, only this trusted holy envoy knew this news.

The holy envoy walked to the door and looked at the empty corridor. She closed the door, inserted the latch, and carefully paced back to the Saintess's side. "Saintess, I don't understand why you did this. If you don't want to marry Second Young Master Sikong… I mean, if you want to find someone else to marry in your place… you can choose from the holy envoys. I believe there must be a more suitable candidate."

The Saintess did not say anything. There were some things that she could tell the holy envoy, but she could not say it out loud.

"What if something goes wrong during the ceremony? What if she exposes her identity in the wedding hall?" No matter how the holy envoy thought about it, she felt that this method was too risky. As the Saintess's trusted aide, she naturally understood that the Saintess looked down on a hedonistic son like Sikong Yun. The Saintess was ambitious, and marrying Sikong Yun was just a stepping stone for her. However, this stepping stone was the heir of the Sikong Clan after all. If she was not careful, the Saintess might be consigned to eternal damnation!

"If you don't mind, I'm willing to do it on your behalf." The holy envoy knelt down. She definitely didn't say this for her own selfish motives. She and Sikong Yun had never had any improper thoughts.

However, the Saintess did not seem to hear her. She took a beautiful hairpin and put it on her bun. Ever since she was born, she had been an untainted saintess and had never dressed so brightly.

A trace of novelty flashed across her eyes.

The holy envoy, who was at the side, saw that she was becoming more and more out of place. She was about to become a cat on a hot tin roof. She was chosen to be by the Saintess' side when she was five years old. At that time, the Saintess was less than two years old. To exaggerate, she had watched the Saintess grow up. The Saintess had many rules and had long developed a personality of prioritizing the overall situation. However, ever since Lan Mei died, the Saintess seemed to have changed into a different person. Even her personality was rebellious.

What… happened that night?!

Of course, strictly speaking, it was not that night that completely made the Saintess like this.

The Saintess went to look for that woman every few days. Every time, she would come back with a dark expression, but the next day, she could not help but look for her. The holy envoy could clearly feel the change in the Saintess after she interacted with her.

But… she was clearly there too. Wasn't it just some nonsense about you insulting me and me insulting you? Which sentence did the Saintess hear in her heart?

The holy envoy dared not complain.

Although he was puzzled about the Saintess asking Yu Wan to pretend to be her to get married, it was much easier to accept the Saintess pretending to be Yu Wan. In the holy envoy's opinion, her master must have done this to prevent that man from taking advantage of the wedding day to save her. She could pretend to be Yu Wan and give the man a fatal blow when he was not paying attention.

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