She sat on the edge of the bed and looked around, surprisingly quiet, there were no attendants, no maids, and she was the only one in the entire attic.

According to his own clothing, it belongs to the high-grade satin, smooth and comfortable, and although his boudoir is not luxurious, he can faintly detect his aristocratic atmosphere, and he wants to be a famous nobleman.

Then why is she the only one in the whole building? She frowned and thought, isn't this young lady's popularity so bad that no one wants to serve?

Su Qing pondered, turned his head inadvertently, and glanced at a persian mirror in the corner out of the corner of his eye.

At this sight, her heart was shocked, her hands touched her cheeks, and she took two steps back in fright, and beads of sweat fell from her forehead.

The person in the mirror is only seventeen or eighteen years old, with a thin body, a miserable white face, messy hair, and an ugly face......

The left side of her face, crawling with a strange birthmark of black and purple, hideous and terrifying, from the eyebrows to the chin, covered by a shocking black and purple, at first glance, it looks like a monster in the dark night eroding on the left side, sucking her blood and essence, the person in the middle of the night, like a demon and a monster!

She raised her white hand, touched her face, and gasped, this real touch made her suddenly wake up!

This frighteningly ugly man is the man standing in front of the mirror, his face full of astonishment, dressed in a green shirt!

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Su Qing ran to the mirror and twisted the tall Persian mirror, so that he couldn't see his shocking face and breathed a sigh of relief.

Her heart was chaotic to the extreme, before she had time to cross the so-called crossing, and let her see her ghost-like face, she breathed steadily, sat down in front of the stool to calm down, she needed to calm down, to analyze and accept these facts, since she was five years old, she was told that you are a killer, a killer who faces death at any time, in order to survive and protect yourself, you must become a killer. So, now, she calmed down very quickly, and her face returned to the indifference and ruthlessness of Fang Cai.

"Knock, knock." There were two knocks at the door, light and cautious.

"Who?" She replied vigilantly, her fingers habitually grabbed her waist, and when she felt empty, she put down her hand and slowed down her tone, "Who is it?" ”

"Little, small, small, miss, the young master ordered to boil ginger soup and bring it to you." A timid whisper replied from outside, Su Qing's eyebrows moved, the opportunity came, the opportunity to figure out his situation.

She walked to the door, opened the door, and saw a little maid kneeling on the ground who was only fifteen years old, dressed in goose yellow clothes, her head was tightly pressed to the ground, she didn't dare to move, she dared to lift her steps, her hands holding the tea bowl trembled slightly, and when she heard the sound of the door opening, she trembled significantly, and the soup was sprinkled on the tray.

Su Qing looked down at the little girl for a while, "Are you afraid of me?" ”

"No, no, I'm not afraid", the little girl never dared to look up, "No, no, I'm not afraid of your ......"

Su Qing took the ginger soup and stepped into the threshold, "Come in." ”

"In, in?" The little girl raised her head suddenly, her face turned pale, and she waved her hands in dismay, "Little, little, small, Miss, Pian Er is wrong, you spare Pian'er, Pian Er is wrong." ”

"What did you do wrong?" Su Qing frowned and stared at the little girl in front of her, "I just let you in, what's the matter, I'm afraid that I will kill you?" ”

She saw that Li'er's body trembled violently, her fingers clenched tightly, and her knuckles turned white, as if she had made a lot of determination, before she raised her face and faced her. It can be seen that this poor child is extremely afraid of her.