I no longer foolishly sprinkled around, and for the past two days I have been in the prison palace in great silence, sitting in front of the dressing table, combing my thick green hair.

Although the person in the mirror is a little haggard because of blood loss, his skin is as clear as jade, his eyebrows are not picturesque, his eyes are very similar to his mother's, and his eyes are deep and black.

But my eyes are young and smart, like a clear stream flowing in the mountains, and when it turns, I can almost hear the light murmuring of the spring water, and if I purse my lips and smile, I will make the spring water steaming out of the steaming wine, and I will be intoxicated.

My face is small, my chin is slightly pointed, and my lips are small red diamond-shaped, and when I am not playing, I actually look very quiet and delicate, so I give the illusion of a docile temperament.

It shouldn't be difficult to show weakness, right?

Can you show weakness, can you really avoid the bad luck of me sacrificing to heaven?

The small red lips in the bronze mirror gradually trembled, and he didn't feel any force in his hands.

Hear the "click"

With a bang, the beaded sandalwood comb in his hand broke, and the sharp comb teeth pierced into his palm, trembling in the flesh and blood, and the red blood slowly soaked into the wooden broken teeth.

The maid who was in the room hesitated for a moment, but finally stepped forward, helped me pull out the broken tooth, and wiped the blood off me with a handkerchief.

I glared at her not salty and unpleasant expression, and slowly wrapped it around myself with a silk handkerchief.

The azure silk handkerchief, embroidered with verdant orchid grass, is printed with a row of four or five blood spots, slowly spreading, extending along the silk thread, like a slowly blooming rose.

Just as he was coldly watching the blood flowers bloom more and more intensely, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside, and his eyes swept lightly, and he saw an inner attendant bending down and leading a group of people over.

"Princess, it's time."

Time is so fast, I can't wait to be urged.

Very good.

I sneered and burst into tears, "I'm also the ninth princess of Xiliang, even if I die, I should have the dignity to die." Help me...... Freshen up! ”

The palace man beside him obediently responded this time.

But I didn't pull the high bun in the end, and I wore a small bun with exquisite beauty, on both sides of the bun, a pair of sapphire hair pins were inserted, and a small jasmine was worn under the hair pins, and there were still large pieces of green silk scattered naturally on the back placket.

The very simple hairstyle, not ostentatious, not noble, not charming, only between Gu Xuan, makes my face more immature and clean, and the ice and snow jade makes people unbearable to stain.

The clothes are also carefully selected light green fine white floral silk gauze cardigans, plain white pleated long skirts, embroidered with a green calyx plum with a clear charm, and a fine white and silver light gauze shawl on the shoulder, showing a little different from the delicate of ordinary women.

I smiled at the bronze mirror.

The national witch Zhenlan, since the day I was born, for the position of the mother of Xiliang country, you have been trying every means to get rid of me and my mother, blowing the wind in your ears next to your father and emperor again and again, and now you have finally got what you want.

You designed to kill my mother and hinder my third brother's future, compared to your ruthlessness, I am willing to bow down.

Today, if you want me to die, I will die; If you want to humiliate me, I will humiliate you; If you want me to sacrifice to the heavens, I will sacrifice to the heavens.

I'll be as soft as cotton, so that your hard fist can't hit where it hits.

But, I will wait on Huangquan Road, and one day, I want your head!