The stunning beauty is spoiled by the fast-wearing bosses

Yan Che suddenly thought that he had been getting more and more sleepy recently, and always felt sleepy early in the morning, but it shouldn't be a big problem.

I guess I was tired from searching the sea some time ago, so there was no need to tell my sister.

Yan Xue sighed and pulled Brother Thirteen into the lounge next door.

Yan Che looked at his sister's dark face and felt a little strange, "What's wrong, little sister?"

"Brother Thirteen, you are poisoned."

"What, poisoned?"

"Yes, I noticed that you looked unwell just now, so I checked you and found that you were indeed poisoned."

Yan Che scratched his head, "But I don't feel anything? No, sister, when did you study medicine?"

Yan Xue said frankly, "I taught myself."

Yan Che pursed his lips, "Did mother pass on all her skills to you, and I said you are her favorite child?"

Yan Xue rolled her eyes and had already found an excuse, "It's good that you know."

Yan Xue poured a glass of water and added spiritual spring water to it, "Try it."

Yan Che didn't understand why, but he drank it anyway. He smacked his lips and said, "It tastes pretty good."

Yan Xue took her brother's hand again...

At this moment, in that distant and mysterious place, on the top of a towering mountain that reaches into the sky,

A man in white was sitting upright on a low couch, looking down at the heavy report in his hands.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and read every line of text with concentration. The sunlight fell on him, reflecting the outline of his face. His white hair spread behind him, making him look mysterious and noble.

He had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and thin lips with distinct lines.

Particularly eye-catching are his slender hands. His fingers are as white as jade, and his nails are trimmed to be round and smooth, as if they were carefully carved. One can tell at a glance that this person holds a high position and lives a life of luxury.

"My lord, this was just sent by the Mother Goddess."

The man frowned slightly, looked at the stack of scrolls and asked nonchalantly, "What is it?"

"This... this is a portrait of the fairies. The Goddess told you to choose one before her birthday, otherwise she will choose for you."

The man just sighed and said, "Send it back."

......

And on the other side,

Dia knew the situation here and narrowed her eyes.

"Don't go near Yan Xue. I have my own way to deal with her. As for Old Seven and Old Thirteen, you don't have to bother with them. They will be gone for at most a month. Let them go to see the Sea God."

Lillian nodded after hearing this. She knew her mother had a way. Over the past ten years, her mother had firmly grasped the internal affairs of the palace. She was not something that the little girl Yan Xue could compare to.

After the banquet, Yan Xue returned to her bedroom. She lay on the bed and thought about it, but she always felt that something was wrong.

Thinking of Xiaowen who had been waiting outside the door, he secretly climbed out the window.

She cleverly avoided the guards and marveled at the flexibility of this body. She thought she could level up further.

She found the chamberlain's bedroom and eavesdropped outside the door. As expected, she heard the voices of the mother and daughter.

"Lillian, you can't go to this sacrifice no matter what."

"Why, mother? I want to participate in the sacrifice. I am the heir to the throne now and I am qualified to participate in the sacrifice. Why don't you let me go?"

The woman's eyes flickered. "Silly child, what's the point of performing sacrifices? You have to ask the witch doctor to treat you every time you come back. It must have done some damage to your body."

"But I just want to go."

"You don't listen to your mother either."

"Oh." Lillian lowered her head reluctantly.

After listening to what was said in the corner, Yan Xue frowned and quietly returned to her bedroom.

Sacrifice definitely has no effect on the body, Yan Xue is sure of this, it's just that it can't be continued.

Last time, the original owner lost too much blood only because she was angry and performed sacrifices three times in a row. She no longer thought about it but knew that things were definitely not that simple.

The next day, when Yan Xue was about to go to pay respects to her father, she saw Lillian standing in front of her.

She looked at the woman in front of her leisurely, thinking of the conversation she heard yesterday, and smiled sarcastically, "What's wrong?"

Lillian got angry when she saw Yan Xue like this. Why did she live in luxury since she was a child, while she could only live in a remote palace in the royal palace?

Why does she have so many brothers who love her, why does she look so beautiful...

The more she thought about it, the more dissatisfied she became. When she thought of her mother's plan, she looked even more disdainful. "Sure enough, she is a child without a mother to teach her. She doesn't even know how to call me sister."

Yan Xue folded her hands and looked at the woman in front of her with a half-smile.

Lillian looked at Yan Xue's expression and felt an ominous premonition. She took a small step back cautiously.

At this moment, she suddenly heard a sound coming from not far away, and she was delighted, thinking that her mother must have led someone over.

Lillian screamed without hesitation: "Sister, sister, what's wrong with you?"

Before she finished her words, she flew backwards.

At this time, King Yan Jue happened to pass by here with a few of his cronies.

They witnessed everything that happened before their eyes, and they all stopped and fixed their eyes on Yan Xue.

Yan Jue's expression turned very ugly. He asked sternly, "Xiaoxue, what's wrong with you? Why did you hit your sister again?"

Seeing this, Lillian hurriedly pretended to be aggrieved and pitiful, crying and shouting, "Yes, sister, how could you do this to me?"

Yan Xue looked coldly at the hypocritical woman in front of her, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a disdainful smile.

She took two steps and helped Lillian up from the ground.

"Sister, what are you doing? Just talk nicely, why do you have to slap yourself in the face? It really hurts me to see you like this."

Lilian's eyes were changing. What on earth was Yan Xue talking about? What did she mean? Anyway, no matter what she meant, no one would believe her.

Lillian's eyes were red, and she looked at Yan Xue and said, "Sister, I know you didn't mean it. I won't blame you."

Yan Xue looked at her nail polish indifferently.

"Of course you won't blame me, because I didn't hit you. I have always had a bad temper. If I hit someone, how could it be that my face only turned red?

If I tell anyone about this, how can I face my shame?"

Lillian's expression changed. "Sister, what do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean? Humph."

She raised her right hand and hit Lillian's left cheek hard. Lillian flew backwards for several meters and hit the wall.

In an instant, blood flowed from the corner of Lillian's mouth. She coughed twice and spat out a tooth.