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Shui Qianqian waved her hand to make everyone stand back, she didn't want people to look at it.

Hehe, she looked at her hands, she should have just eaten very elegantly

I remember when I first returned to China, she was recognized as very vulgar in the eyes of everyone, but once a best friend said that she was really temperamental, but when she came here, she became uneducated.

Later, she changed all her habits little by little and became "very ladylike and elegant".

Others may like to envy the position of this queen, and she also has a marriage contract with the first beautiful man Zuo Rong Jin, but who knows this unknown bitterness

Thinking of those times in the past, Shui Qianqian's heart hurts and misses.

Her heart hurt, pulling the gunshot wound in her chest, she suppressed her cough a few times, and then slowly walked to the mirror.

She used to rarely look in the mirror, because she was ugly in the eyes of many people.

Because she had a red birthmark on one side of her forehead, she deliberately left a lot of hair in front and covered it with bangs.

She looked at herself in the mirror and gently brushed her hair, and she would be frightened by the birthmark.

Once upon a time, when a maid combed her hair, she accidentally opened it and was startled, and she was later dismissed.

Later, she didn't need anyone to comb her hair, she combed it herself, or just spread it like that, and she didn't appear in front of the public media for the image of the country.

Everyone speculated whether she was very beautiful, and when she heard it, she laughed at herself in her heart.

After watching it for a while, a tear flowed from Shui Qianqian's eyes, and then she lowered her hair.

"Left-sama"

Hearing the voice of the doorman outside, Shui Qianqian didn't think so, and continued to sit in front of the mirror and look at herself.

When Rong Jin walked in from outside the door, Shui Qianqian happened to see him in the mirror, crying blood like flowers, poetic and picturesque, just like walking from a distant monument, with a dark fragrance coming out of the dust

His face is compared to herself, and she should go into the hole in the ground and be ashamed of herself.

It's a pity that she combed her hair very calmly and calmly.

"Her Majesty."

"It's Aiqing" In fact, Shui Qianqian should call him Zuo Xiang, but she always likes to use the ancient title of the country to respond to Rong Jin.

But she found that she always overestimated this man's concentration, and no matter how she behaved, he was calm and had a way to cure her.

At first, she tossed for a long time, but later she found that she really couldn't toss him, so she didn't bother to move, so she felt that love was like that.

She ate, slept, slept and ate all day, and had a feeling of sitting and waiting for death.

"The maid said that the queen ate a lot of dishes tonight, and Weichen was very happy."

"Yes, I ate a lot, Aiqing bothered, I can't die after all." Shui Qianqian's tone was very cold, for some reason, every time she faced Rong Jin, there would always be thorns in her words, but no matter how many thorns she had, he would not have emotional fluctuations, and there would still be no ripples like an ancient well.

Rong Jin wanted to ask her how the wound was, but when she heard her words, she took back what she wanted to ask.

Shui Qianqian looked at the silent Rong Jin in the mirror, sneered coldly, then turned her head and got up, walked in front of Rong Jin step by step, stared at him carefully, and said, "Rong Jin, do you think I am beautiful?"

"The queen is naturally beautiful."

"Ao" Shui Qianqian's eyes flashed with a sharp light, and then she hugged Rong Jin's neck with both hands, and was about to step forward and kiss her.

But after a kiss, Rong Jin's body stiffened, and the expression on his face was still unmoved.

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