847 An Expert at Courting Death (1)
The moon was dark and the wind was strong. The Saintess quietly left the Sikong family and came to a luxurious courtyard in the south of the city.
In the courtyard, Sikong Yun was drinking and having fun with his new maidservant when the door was suddenly kicked open. The two of them were stunned.
The maidservant sat in Sikong Yunâs arms and glanced at the cold Saintess. She didnât recognize her as the Saintess and thought that she was some new maidservant. She snorted angrily and said, âCanât you see that Young Master is busy? You barged in rashly and didnât know how to knock⦠Ahââ
The last exclamation became her last scream in the world.
The Saintess pulled out the dagger that was stabbed into her heart. The blood on the dagger dripped to the ground. When Sikong Yun was so frightened that he pushed the maidservant away, the blood dripped onto the maidservantâs face.
Sikong Yunâs face turned pale when he saw the scene in front of him. âYou⦠Lan Ji, youâre crazy!â
This was a top-notch dagger. After a while, all the blood dripped down. The Saintess put the clean dagger back into its sheath and said coldly, âIâm not the crazy one, itâs you. At a time like this, youâre still in the mood to have fun with others?â
Sikong Yun cleared his throat. âIsnât⦠isnât it just two glasses of wine?â
The Saintess said coldly, âAre you really not anxious at all about someone occupying your identity?â
Sikong Yun snorted. âWhatâs there to be anxious about? Didnât you say that your Lan familyâs disguise technique will lose its effect in ten days to half a month! And you canât use it a second time in the short term! In other words, after this period of time, the truth will come out!â
The Saintess could not agree with Sikong Yunâs concept. It was mainly because Sikong Yun and Yan Jiuchao did not have much of a grudge. Even if he was schemed against by Yan Jiuchao, it was not a life and death enmity. The Saintess was different. Thanks to Yan Jiuchao, not only was her innocence ruined by a trash like Sikong Yun, but even her pride and confidence were ruthlessly stepped on. She was unwilling.
There was also Yu Wan. She was actually pregnant with the Saint King. This would directly threaten her status in the Nether Capital, so she had to get rid of her no matter what!
The Saintess placed Sikong Yunâs dagger on the table.
Sikong Yun glanced at his dagger. He had many such divine weapons, so he didnât care that the Saintess had taken one.
The Saintess sat down on the chair beside Sikong Yun. Seeing Sikong Yunâs dark expression, she raised her hand and poured him a glass of wine. âDo you have the expert your grandfather left for you?â
When Sikong Yun saw her pour wine for him, his expression softened. Actually, how could a mere maidservant be more important than his new wife? So what if she died? He was angry because this woman was too fierce and did not take him seriously.
Sikong Yun took a sip of wine and said indifferently, âYes, I do. What do you want?â
âLend it to me,â the Saintess said.
âNo.â Sikong Yun refused without thinking.
âWhy?â The Saintess asked.
Sikong Yun snorted. âThat was left by my grandfather to save my life. Even my father doesnât know. If my father finds out that Iâm secretly hiding such a powerful expert, heâll definitely suspect that I have ulterior motives! If he suspects me, heâll suspect my grandfather. My grandfather gave me such a powerful expert. What do you think heâs up to? Do you think my father will think positively? Would my father still dare to pass the position of the family head to me?â
The Saintess said calmly, âThen arenât you afraid that your family will pass the position of the family head to your brother in the next few days?â
Sikong Yun snorted and finished the wine in his glass in one gulp. âHow is that possible? My father dotes on me the most!â
The Saintess filled his cup again. âWhat if you donât want it and insist on giving it to him?â
âHow can I notâ¦â Sikong Yun was halfway through his sentence when he suddenly realized something. His eyes widened as he said, âYou mean⦠Yan Jiuchao deliberately gave in to my brother with my face?â
The Saintess said lightly, âThatâs right. Why else do you think he entered the Sikong family? He pretended to be you, which is an unforgivable crime. What if you become the head of the Sikong family and deal with him later? But itâs different if your brother becomes the head of the family. Your brother will protect him and use the power of the entire Sikong family.â
Sikong Yun stood up. âThis shameless person!â
Yan Jiuchao would not interfere in Sikong Yunâs internal affairs. Everything was just a malicious fabrication by the Saintess, but it seemed to be enough to fool Sikong Yun.