The spring sun lazily sprinkled on her face, Cheng Jingjing stretched comfortably on the swing chair, squinting at the mottled shadows of the trees above her head and humming a little song. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

After Long Yu'er lost her child, she has been staying in the Furong Courtyard to recuperate, and no one has come out to be a demon, and finally let her live a quiet and comfortable life.

Miao Miao and her finally have no mustard, and the relationship between the two is even closer than before, and it will never make her so troubled that she can't sleep in the middle of the night.

On weekdays, she has nothing to do with flying kites, playing the flute, or cooking with Yuexi and them to study new dishes, and composing new tunes with Wen Miao in her free time, this kind of day is already very satisfying for Cheng Jingjing.

It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, and after Long Yu'er, who was crazy, recovered, she ran to Prince An to complain as soon as possible, saying that she had been drugged at the beginning, which caused her mental instability and even miscarriage.

However, Wang Yequan didn't listen to her words when she was in a bad mood and talked nonsense. The unwilling Long Yu'er ran to their Youlan Courtyard again to make a fuss, and was finally pulled back by the lonely shadow, and was almost grounded by the angry Prince An.

"Jingjing, come in and help me take a look. ”

Just as Cheng Jingjing's thoughts drifted farther and farther away, a gentle call came from the room. She answered, rolled over from the swing, and walked lightly.

"You're here," Wen Miao put down the eyebrow pencil in his hand and said softly: "Yesterday I saw a portrait on the painting of the eyebrow shape is very novel, today I learned to draw it, come and help me see how this eyebrow painting is." ”

"It's very good-looking," Cheng Jingjing came behind her, looked at the bronze mirror and said, "It's a little more heroic than the willow eyebrows you like to paint on weekdays." ”

"It's good-looking," Wen Miao looked left and right, but sighed: "It's a pity that it doesn't match me at all, but it matches Jingjing's temperament, why don't you try it?"

"Okay. ”

Cheng Jingjing sat on the stool with great interest, and at this time, the figures of the two were reflected in front of the bronze mirror, although she and Wen Miao were similar in shape, their facial features were much inferior once compared.

However, she doesn't want to have a good face when she is reborn, she just wants to be free from illness and disaster.

At this time, Wen Miao picked up a paintbrush to lightly draw her eyebrows, and the intimate backs of the two made people envious, and people who didn't know thought they were biological sisters.

"Miao, I'm so happy to have you as a good friend," looking at the Wen Miao's focused back in the mirror, Cheng Jingjing couldn't help but sigh: "Gentle and generous, considerate and virtuous, and so good-looking." If I were a man, I would definitely marry you, but I am only a woman, and I can only be your good sister in this life. ”

"Where am I as good as you say," Wen Miao smiled and said, "Compared to you, I am just an ordinary woman with a cowardly personality, and it is useless to have a good skin." ”

"That's just because we were born in different eras," Cheng Jingjing said, "If you were born in my time, you know how good looking is an advantage." ”

"Ahh

Suddenly, Wen Miao exclaimed, she hurriedly put down the pen and said, "I was distracted for a moment just now, and I didn't hold this one properly, and my eyebrows were crooked." ”

Cheng Jingjing looked in the mirror, and sure enough, the eyebrow on her right side was crooked, and if the left side followed the same painting, she would have become an Antarctic immortal.

"It's okay, blame me for talking to you all the time," she stood up and walked towards the washbasin next to her: "Just wash it off and repaint, I'll go get a basin of water." ”

"There's water in it," Wen Miao said nervously, "It's useless to put it in the morning, the water is clean." ”

Cheng Jingjing didn't notice the change in her face, and walked towards that side unguarded, but when she was about to reach out to touch the water in the basin, she suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Wen Miao smiled stiffly, his palms sweating.

"It seems like it's almost your birthday, right?" Cheng Jingjing turned her head and said with a smile: "On your birthday, let's go eat and set off fireworks together, and we won't get drunk and go home!"

“…… Good. ”

Wen Miao felt all kinds of feelings in her heart for a while after listening to her words, but now, no one can stop her hateful heart.

"Whoa-whoa-whoa-"

Crystal droplets of water spread out on Cheng Jingjing's face, and before she could wash her eyebrows, she felt a burning sensation on her face, and then it became more and more intense, and the heart-rending pain spread all over her face.

"Ahh!!h

The basin fell to the ground with a "bang", Cheng Jingjing looked at her festering hands in great pain, leaving a line of blood and tears in her eyes, at this time she was like an ugly ghost crawling out of the ground, with an extremely hideous face.

"Jingjing, Jingjing, what's wrong with you?!"

There was a gentle scream in her ears, and she trembled and touched her cheeks with her hands, but she felt the pain on her face like fire, and she almost fainted.

"What's going on?!" At this time, Yuexi and Huabian rushed in when they heard the scream, and when they saw Cheng Jingjing's devastated face, they covered their mouths and screamed.

"Call, call the doctor. ”

Cheng Jingjing said the last sentence in a hoarse voice, and her eyes went black.

"What the hell is going on?!"

When she woke up again, Yang An's angry roar rang in her ears. At this time, it was pitch black in front of her eyes, and her face seemed to be covered with layers of gauze.

"The prince is angry, it happened too fast, and we don't know anything. That water was originally in my bedroom, but for some reason it became a disfiguring thing, and now Jingjing's life and death are uncertain, what should I do......"

"Sister, don't cry, now that Imperial Doctor Huang is here, Cheng Yatou will naturally have nothing to do. ”

"Back to the prince, this maid's life has been saved, but her face is ...... Forgive the old minister for his incompetence, the burned area is too large, and it is difficult to restore it to its original appearance even if it is given by the gods. ”

The noisy voice in her ears gave Cheng Jingjing a headache, and she only heard two words clearly - disfigurement.

She had already anticipated her situation, but when she heard it with her own ears, her heart was still in great pain, and great sadness and despair came over her like a wave.

"Lord Wang, you must save Jingjing!" Wen Miao grabbed Yang An's hand and begged: "If she wakes up and finds herself like this, she will definitely not be able to bear it!"

"This thing is really strange," Zhuang Hanxue said deliberately on the side: "If it weren't for someone who spilled something into the water when you weren't paying attention? It's really scary to think about it, if this girl hadn't blocked it for your sister, the disfigured person would have been your sister." ”

"You shut up the king!" Yang An scolded sharply: "Does the princess still have the slightest pity to say such vicious words?"

Zhuang Hanxue's face turned pale with fright, and she lowered her head unwillingly and said: "The concubine said the wrong thing for a while, please don't blame the prince, it's just a little maid and Sister Wen, doesn't the prince know which is more important?"