The Miracle Doctor’s Two-Faced Toddler

The moon is dark and the wind is high.

The saint disguised herself as a maid of the Lan Mansion and sneaked into Lan Jiao's yard, only to find that Lan Jiao no longer lived in the yard. She grabbed a maid who was sweeping, and asked coldly, "Where did the master go?"

The servant girl said in fear: "Family... the master is gone."

"Going away?" The saint frowned.

The servant girl said cautiously: "Well, it should be back to Sikong's house."

The saint frowned even tighter: "What do you mean? Why did the Patriarch go back to Sikong's house?"

The servant girl said: "The Patriarch married the Second Young Master Sikong, so naturally he has to go back to Sikong's house."

When the saint heard this, she already understood everything.

Today's plan to expose that girl failed, not only that, but the girl also forced her mother to hand over the position of Patriarch.

The saintess knocked the maid unconscious with her palm, and walked towards Sanfang's original residence. Sure enough, her mother was forced to move back to the former courtyard. big witch.

Lan Jiao was sitting in front of the bronze mirror, dejected.

The saint stepped in.

"Who?" Lan Jiao was startled.

"It's me." The saint walked over.

Seeing her daughter, Lan Jiao's dim eyes finally regained their brilliance, but she thought of something, and suddenly walked to the door, poked her head out to look around, and closed the door after making sure no one found it, and put the latch on it.

Seeing that she was so vigilant, the saint frowned slightly.

Lan Jiao saw her daughter's doubts, and explained with a sigh: "The Lan family is no longer safe. After all, it's all Lan Qin and that girl's eyeliner. Don't come here anymore. If there is anything wrong, let someone tell you Me, I'll go find you."

The saint asked suspiciously: "How could this be?" That girl has only been back home for a day, is the situation in Lan Mansion so serious?

Mentioning Yu Wan, Lan Jiao had a headache. Lan Jiao supported her forehead and sat down on the chair: "I still can't believe that everything is true... something that is obviously impossible... but happened in front of my eyes gone."

"What is mother referring to?" asked the saint.

Lan Jiao didn't know where to start.

The saintess was puzzled and said, "Did that girl tamper with the saintess stone and fail to find out that she is a fake saintess...or...with the cover of 'Sikong Yun', mother didn't even have a chance to verify her?"

"Not at all." Lan Jiao shook her head in pain, "That fake Second Young Master didn't say anything from the beginning to the end, I tested it, and it was tested with more than a hundred saint stones..."

The saint pondered: "More than a hundred saint stones? This should expose that girl no matter what."

"I think so too, but...that girl is a saint! A saint who is more powerful than you!" Lan Jiao told the saint about the fact that more than a hundred saint stones were shining together, thinking of that In the "horrific" scene, Lan Jiao's calves were weak, "No one has ever been able to light up so many saint stones? Or different colors... This shows that she is at least a purple-clothed saint."

The purple-clothed saint is the pinnacle of the saint, but Lan Jiao used one word - "at least".

"No saint can do this... neither can the saint in purple...she...she is..." Lan Jiao closed her eyes, reluctantly but had to say that guess, "she is the saint king! "

boom!

A thunderbolt exploded in the saint's mind!

holy king...

That girl turned out to be the king of the Saint Clan?

Thousands of years ago, when the royal family was not well established, the holy and witch clans ruled the world and surpassed all the royal families. If in the eyes of the majority of believers, the saint is the divine envoy, then the holy king and the witch king are the gods. The gods are reincarnated.

One slave and one master are totally different.

No matter how powerful the saint is, she is only the maidservant of the saint king. The saint takes serving the saint king as her own responsibility, but the saint king fell earlier. After the saint king disappeared, the inheritance of the saint clan fell into the hands of the saint superior.

With the thinning of the blood, the realm of the saintess has become much worse than before, but even so, the saintess is still the messenger closest to the gods in the eyes of the world.

Of course, the premise of all this is that the Holy King has disappeared.

If the people of Mingdu know that the Holy King is alive...

The saint immediately felt dizzy for a while.

I thought that girl was nothing but beautiful, but I didn't expect that she would be the saint king... the master of all saintesses in the world!

How could she recognize that girl as the master? !

"No." Thinking of something, the saint suddenly raised her head.

"What's wrong?" Lan Jiao asked.

"I'm a saint. I've been with that girl for so long, but I haven't sensed any aura that makes me afraid. She's not a saint king, no!"

"Could mother still lie to you? Mother knows, you must want to say that that girl is playing some tricks again... Mother can tell you clearly that not only mother is present, but everyone has seen it. Chance has tampered with more than a hundred saint stones at the same time, she is really the saint king!"

"She is not!" said the saint coldly.

"daughter……"

"...the piece of meat in her belly is it!"

Lan Jiao was startled.

The saint pondered for a moment, and said: "Because he has not yet been born, the aura of the Holy King is not stable, so it cannot be sensed under normal circumstances. Today... it should be that the girl was stimulated and moved her fetal gas, causing the aura of the Holy King to overflow. "

Lan Jiao took a weak breath: "So, I remembered that the Saintess Stone was on for a while, and suddenly it turned off."

The Saintess's eyes were cold and said: "If that girl is the Saint King, the Saintess Stone should keep shining forever."

Lan Jiao suddenly realized: "It seems that what you said is true, what she is pregnant with is the real Holy King."

It was ugly enough to lose to that girl, but to lose to her unborn child. Thinking that after the child was born, she would kneel down in front of it and serve it like a servant, the saint felt uncomfortable all over her body!

The saint's nails dug deeply into the flesh: "That girl...what kind of shit luck did she have?!"

There are three lovely sons, a perfect husband, and now, she is about to become the mother of the Holy King. The Holy Maiden always thinks that she is born with a good life, but after seeing that girl, she knows what it means to be born to win.

"I'm not reconciled..." The saint gritted her teeth, "That child must be eliminated!"

Without the Holy King, she will still be the most honorable saintess in Hades!

Lan Jiao hurriedly said: "Daughter, don't be impulsive, I can guess it, that bitch Lan Qin must have guessed it too, she will definitely strengthen her defenses, with our current strength, we are no match for them!"

"That idiot Sikong Yun, if he hadn't made his own claims, he would have been tricked into calling the masters of the Sikong family in his capacity, and he could immediately raze their yard to the ground!" Guo, completely forgetting that he was also a member of the wolf.

Just as he was struggling with how to deal with Yu Wan, a rough envoy woman came over with a big box and reported outside the door: "Madam, your things are packed, this box is brought to your room by your order .”

Lan Jiao winked at the saint.

The saint hides behind the screen.

Lan Jiao opened the door for the mother-in-law, and said lightly, "Put it on the table."

"Yes." The rough envoy put the box on the table and left respectfully.

Lan Jiao put the latch on the door, and the saint came out from behind the screen.

Lan Jiao opened the box, clicked her tongue impatiently, and said, "How do these servants do things? I'm not talking about this box..."

As she spoke, she flipped through it casually, and a scroll fell down inadvertently.

"What is this?" She picked it up, opened it, and found that it was a portrait. Her eyes fell on the portrait, she paused for a moment, and then looked at the face of the saint, "You..."

"What's wrong?" asked the saint.

Lan Jiao handed the portrait to the saint, compared their faces carefully, and asked in amazement: "Don't you think your face looks a bit like the one in the portrait?"

The saint looked intently: "It looks a bit like that, who is that in the portrait? Why does it look a bit like that girl?"

What she is now facing is Yu Wan's face.

Lan Jiao slumped down on the stool: "No wonder the first time I saw her, she felt so familiar, as if I've seen her somewhere before, and I've seen her before... Isn't this the mother of Lan Qin and Eldest Sister... The Holy Maiden of Lan Yi? The Holy Maiden of Lan Yi was hunted down and forced to leave Hades, and never came back. Why didn’t I think that she might have her own descendants in the Central Plains?”

The saint said: "Mother, what do you mean... the saint Lan Yi married a Central Plains person?"

Lan Jiao said firmly: "It must be like this! Otherwise, how can you explain that her face is so similar to that of the Holy Maiden Lan Yi, and how can you explain why she called Lan Qin's second grandma?"

The saint paused for a moment, then smiled sarcastically: "The child was born in the Central Plains, but the father may not be from the Central Plains."

"Huh?" Now, Lan Jiao was confused.

The saint touched the face on the portrait: "Mother, do you still remember the rumors about the saint Ranyi?"

Lan Jiao said: "There are many rumors about her, which one are you referring to?"

The saint's fingertip scratched a scratch on the face of the portrait: "The one with Patriarch Sikong."

"Ah!" Lan Jiao hurriedly covered her mouth, in case she was about to scream a little later, she collected herself, took her hand away, and whispered, "You dare to say that! You are not afraid of being decapitated!" ?"

Those who dared to spread this rumor among the people back then were all dealt with by the Sikong family. The Sikong family kept their ancestors' rumors secret, even if they were a saint, they should not speak nonsense easily.

"I only told my mother about this matter. What are you afraid of? However, mother only knows one of the rumors back then, and not the other, right? I also inadvertently inquired into some inside stories after I obtained the qualification to enter the Mingshan Mountain. The murderer was actually the Patriarch of the Sikong family, who forcibly married the Holy Maiden of Lan Yi, but the Holy Maiden of Lan Yi did not agree, so he resorted to tricks, first murdering the Holy Maiden of Lan Yi Her husband seriously injured the Holy Maiden of Lan Yi, originally, the Holy Maiden of Lan Yi had been arrested and taken to Sikong's house, but does mother know who let her go?"

"Patriarch Sikong?" Lan Jiao said subconsciously.

The saint said indifferently: "That's right, it is the ancestor. The ancestor is the younger brother of the previous Patriarch. Mother thinks, why did the ancestor risk offending his elder brother to release the saint girl Lanyi?"

Lan Jiao's eyes widened in disbelief: "It's hard...could it be because..."

"Because she is pregnant with the flesh and blood of Patriarch Sikong. If that is the case, then that girl is the great-grandson of Patriarch Sikong." The saint touched her face, "Oh, I finally found a way to deal with that girl! "

...

"Ah! The young lady is the great-grandson of Patriarch Sikong?" After hearing Lan's words, Ying Liu stood up from the stool in shock.

"I didn't believe it at first, but not long ago I sorted out my mother's belongings and found this inside." Lan Shi said, and took out a kit from his bosom. At first glance, the kit was empty, but upon closer inspection, there was a On the mezzanine, Lan took out a letter from the mezzanine, "This is the letter my mother wrote to my ancestors back then. It turns out... my mother and my ancestors admired each other back then, but my mother is the saint of the Lan family. She can't violate her ancestors. Training, I can only hide my affection for my ancestors in my heart."

"But... doesn't it mean that the bloodlines of the saintess and the Sikong family cannot be integrated?" Ying Liu asked.

Lan nodded: "Yes, before I met you, I also thought it was impossible to fuse, but once I fuse, I will have an extremely powerful descendant."

Ying Six, Ying Thirteen, Qing Yan and the others all exchanged glances - Concubine Yun, a master who was delayed by the palace fight!

Lan's paused, and said: "However, these are just my inferences. I have to ask my ancestor whether it is the great-grandson of my ancestor."

Thinking of something, Ying Liu patted himself on the head: "Oh! Oops! I forgot that the saint is still holding Awan's face! If she also guesses this, first go to the ancestor to recognize her..."

Ying Shisan stood up abruptly: "I'm going to report to the young master!"