After working for a long time, I finally prepared the clothes and jewelry to wear when I entered the palace tomorrow to see the Queen Mother, and each one was the most expensive and the best.

"Su Yue will also enter the palace tomorrow, let's see which of the two of us can be better." Su Baixi looked at himself in the mirror and said coldly.

In terms of beauty, she thinks she is unmatched.

When he was about to go to bed, he applied a layer of skin cream that Aunt Eight asked for from his uncle Meng Jiao on his face, and then he slept peacefully, just waiting for the arrival of tomorrow.

In the middle of the night, for some reason, Su Baixi's face suddenly had a little itch, and she carefully pressed the itchy place with her fingertips.

She usually pays great attention to the maintenance of her skin, never pushes too much force on her face, and does not use sharp objects such as nails to press.

After this itching passed, she turned over and went back to sleep, not taking it seriously.

But after a few moments, another part of her face began to itch again, and this time she covered the itchy area with the handkerchief, and gently scratched it twice through the silky handkerchief.

However, this time, the itch did not disappear all at once, but became more and more itchy, like several small ants crawling.

She endured the itch, pressed it with a handkerchief, and resolutely did not scratch it with her nails, she was afraid that her nails would scratch some marks.

However, this itch is getting harder and harder, and she is uncomfortable with the itch.

It's no longer one or two small places, it's more and more itchy, more and more, and itchy is getting worse and worse.

Scratching through the handkerchief doesn't do anything anymore!

That itch is full of bones, like thousands of ants crawling on the face.

She couldn't stand it, she really couldn't stand it, and as soon as she tore off the handkerchief on her face, she had to reach out and grab it.

But!

No! No way! Can't catch it! It's so itchy, it must be endless when you scratch it.

She will enter the palace tomorrow to meet the Queen Mother, listen to the admonition, if she scratches her face, the Queen Mother will be disappointed, no, no, no.

However, if she didn't scratch it, the itchy sensation was unbearable.

"Ahh She hugged her face tightly with both hands, rolled on the **, screamed uncomfortably, and trembled all over, like poisonous hair.

"I can't stand it, I can't stand it anymore!" She had the feeling that if she didn't scratch the itch, she would die immediately!

Finally, she couldn't control herself, and reached out to scratch her face, this scratch really couldn't stop, scratching here and there, scratching that side and this itch.

Gradually, the itch spread to every cell in the face.

She scratched at her face, but it seemed that all the ants had gotten into her flesh, and she had to cut it all open with her nails, and pinch the ants out little by little.

His nails were sharpened, and he scratched his face vigorously, but he was still itching and was about to die.

"Oh, oh!"

Finally couldn't bear it anymore, she rolled on the ** unbearably, and fell to the ground from the **, rolling from one end to the other.

Itchy!

It's so itchy!

She clawed, clawed, clawed!

Scratch and scratch hard......

"Miss, what's wrong with you, what's wrong?" Hearing the movement here, the maid who was keeping vigil outside ran in, quickly lit the candle in the room, and walked in front of Su Baixi with the lamp in her hand.

"Ahh It's so itchy! Quick, go to the doctor, go! Su Baixi suddenly raised his head from his arms, and the muscles on his face were twitching violently.