Slowly, the woman on the bed opened her eyes, and when she saw the middle-aged man waiting at her bedside, her face turned white, "Pervert, what are you doing here? Get out!"
"Saintess," the leader smiled in embarrassment," I was worried about you, so..."
"I'm not your Saintess!" Huang Yingying bit her lips, "You have the wrong person."
"Since Ou Ya is a fake, you must be the real Saintess. Don't worry. I've locked up the two maids who killed your family and they are at your disposal now."
Huang Yingying paused when she heard this. She lowered her head, thought for a moment and said, "I want to see them."
"Okay."
Seeing Huang Yingying soften, the leader was very glad and ordered, "Guards, take the Saintess down to the dungeon."
...
The dungeon was dark, damp, and depressing.
Ou Ya and the two maids were locked in a prison cell. With disheveled hair and dirty faces, they looked desperate.
Squeak!
