"This must be a nightmare!" she cried out in terror, covering her face. "It'll be alright when I wake up."
However, what awaited her was not the moment she awoke from her dream, but the holy messenger who pushed open the door and entered.
They grabbed her arms and dragged her out with expressionless faces.
Where are you taking me?
Jin Yueyue screamed in alarm.
"I want to see the Holy Lord!"
She wanted to steal the Emperor's favor, make him give her Xiao Qingyin's face, and then dismember Xiao Qingyin into eight pieces to feed the butterflies.
The envoy ignored her and dragged her straight downstairs.
Just as they were about to drag her further down to the underground prison, Jin Yueyue saw the Holy Lord.
"Your Majesty!"
She cried out to the Holy Lord as if she were a drowning person clutching at a last straw.
"I am your holy maiden!"
She wanted to remind the Holy Lord that she was his woman, that these Holy Messengers should not treat her this way, and that he should rescue her immediately.
However, the Holy Lord didn't even glance at her. Instead, he held his head high and looked at the woman descending the stairs with a look of pleasure.
"Why are you coming down so late? Aren't you hungry?"
The woman, Xiao Qingyin, walked up to him, took his arm, and said with a smile, "I'm hungry, let's go eat."
"Okay." The Holy Lord said indulgently, "I had someone make mango sticky rice, using the recipe you gave me."
"Really? You have mangoes so soon?"
"It's spring-like here all year round, and you can eat mangoes all year round."
"..."
Jin Yueyue was heartbroken and let the Holy Envoy drag her away.
...
Xiao Qingyin was very satisfied with the mango sticky rice. After finishing her meal, she said to a certain holy master, "It's time for you to crown the next holy maiden."
Yi Shuihan: "???"
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