Wen Yao returned home and got very angry at Saiqi and Saige. She was really rude.

“I am your saint, shouldn’t you respect me, honor me, and put me in the best position?

Why don't you introduce me to other people? You treat me like a slave and even respect Meng Zhenzhen more than me."

The saint in her mind should not be someone who is detached from the world and as pure as a child.

Why is the saint of their country being called here and there like an ugly duckling? What's the point of all her efforts and how can she take revenge?

Sai Qi looked at her in confusion and suddenly laughed, "You don't think the Saint has a high status among us and wants to be our master!"

She asked a soul-searching question, "Isn't it? What does a saint do?"

Psyche looked at her eyes as if it was true, and said viciously, "In our place, saints cannot get married in their lifetime, must remain pure for life, and cannot even eat meat.

You have to stay in one place, pray for us, and even give your life for our country, do you understand?"

Wen Yao was so scared that she took a few steps back, tripped over a stone and sat on the ground. The pain made her tears flow, like a poor little thing.

"How could that be? The saint that was rumored outside is not like this. You are lying."

Sage felt that this woman had something wrong with her brain and didn't want to waste time here.

“If you are really our saint, we will take you back to Ingrid and let you enjoy a lifetime of freedom there.

If not, you are deceiving us, and you will pay the price. We in England will not be easily deceived."

She dragged her buttocks on the ground and took a few steps back, shouting, "You are not looking for a saint at all, but a scapegoat. I don't want to be your saint anymore. It's too scary."

Sai Qi looked regretful. "But it's no use. We have already informed the emperor of the Southern Kingdom. He said he will summon you to the palace someday to thank you for your sacrifice for Ingrid."

Wen Yao climbed up and sat on the stool, wondering how to solve the current problem. Was she really going to waste the day for a dead father?

But Ingrid didn't know anyone, and once they found out she was a fake, she wouldn't be able to escape.

She had already thought of the scene of the fight and was trembling with fear.

Psyche, who was standing next to her, was afraid that she would burst out laughing, so she turned her back and tried to hold back her laughter.

Ever since she knew she had found the true saint, she began to truly let go of her personality.

This fake one is trying to trick her, without even thinking about the fact that before she came to the mainland, she was a bully in the palace.

All the brothers and sisters would avoid her for fear of being cheated by her.

Seeing that she was still in deep thought, Psyche didn't want to waste any more time, so she kicked her and said, "Since you want to be a saint, you have no other choice. Just leave it to fate!"

Halfway through the journey, she turned around and looked at Wen Yao, "I'm telling you, don't even think about running away. After all, even if you run to the ends of the earth, we still have a way to find you. After all, Ingrid is a mysterious overseas country."

Wen Yao could only nod her head frantically. How could she not respond? This was not Ingrid's romantic capital, it was simply a bandit country.

How did she get to this point? She regretted it so much.

Minghui watched Wen Yao sitting in the room with a depressed look in the dark. He avoided the guards and entered the room, saying softly, "Yaoyao, why are you so unhappy? Are they treating you badly?"

Wen Yao saw that he was the only one there and felt very aggrieved, "Minghui, what should I do? They want to take me back to Yinggrid and won't let me get married.

I want to be an old maid for the rest of my life, but I promised to marry you, I...”

She burst into tears, which almost broke Minghui's heart. He held her in his arms and coaxed her gently, "It's impossible. As long as we get revenge before they leave, we can run away."

She shook her head frequently, her nose choking with tears, "They said they had something that could find me. Tell me, did they poison me? Otherwise, how could they find me? I'm really scared."

The gentle touch in Minghui's arms made his heart surge. He had been thinking about this feeling for a long time and finally felt it today.

"Don't worry, you forgot, we still have treasures, we can leave the Southland and live somewhere else, those are enough for us to split equally."

This was discovered by Wen Yao, who told them that after escorting her, they would receive money. If they failed to complete the mission, there would be no need for them to live.

Wen Yao thought of the gold, silver and jewelry and felt excited. Maybe she was afraid of death. Once she died, she would have nothing.

She knew that the man in front of her loved her, and in order to survive, she would give anything, even her body.

She tried her best to get close to Minghui and snuggle into his arms. Her weak expression almost froze his brain and he could no longer think.

"Minghui, can you please help me? I really need you. No one else can look down on me, only you understand me."

Minghui felt like something in his body was about to explode. He was reluctant to push away the woman in front of him. He looked at the red lips she offered him, feeling disrespectful to refuse.

He was pushed directly onto the bed, his clothes floated over from the bed, and all that could be heard was the sound of extreme forbearance and muffled groans.

The bed creaked in the middle of the night, and the moon outside the window hid, as if saying, how shameless! How can you control yourself so late at night?

Minghui looked at the woman in front of him who seemed to have fainted, with bruises all over her body, and his heart was filled with happiness.

Whenever he thought about her being taken away, hatred welled up in his heart. Without those people, they would be the happiest couple.

Then he quietly put on his clothes and left the room.

At that moment, the person on the bed opened his eyes. There was no sign of weakness at all; the gleam in his eyes revealed everything.

She stood up and put on her clothes. If someone was there, they would have noticed that the bed was clean, without a trace of blood. It was not the first time they had slept together.

It turns out that Wen Yao had been secretly having an affair with Mingyu when she was in Shaoshan, and she thought that with the help of Mingyu she could gain a foothold in the prince's mansion.

But she didn't expect that the other party was not only a man-at-large, but also was seduced away by someone in Shengjing City and her whereabouts are still unknown.

Although Minghui is the weakest among the group, he is the easiest one to deal with.

For her, all a man needs to do is be obedient.

But why did Prince Seg seem to have no interest in her at all, and even kept his distance from her?

This made her doubt her charm, but it seemed that she was very satisfied with her performance tonight.

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