The Saintess heaved a sigh of relief when she saw the face she had been yearning for.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Is there something on my face?" Yan Jiuchao said.
The Saintess shook her head. "No, I haven't seen you in a long time. I want to see you."
Yan Jiuchao looked at her gently and dotingly and said, "I originally planned to save you on the day of the wedding. Who would have thought that you would be so smart as to escape by yourself? Are you hungry?"
The Saintess opened her mouth. "I…"
Yan Jiuchao looked at her slightly bulging stomach and smiled lightly. "Even if you're not hungry, he should be."
The Saintess' eyes flashed. Yan Jiuchao held her hand again. This time, her fingertips moved, but she did not pull her hand out. Yan Jiuchao led her to the other end of the alley. She looked at the courtyard behind her. "Aren't we… going back?"
Yan Jiuchao said, "I'll bring you to a good place."
