Mu Jiuge in the bronze mirror has smooth skin like jade, eyebrows like mountains, a pair of eyes that are charming but not demonic, lips like Zhu Dan, the corners of his mouth are slightly hooked, the pear vortex smiles lightly, the corners of his mouth are tight, and he is cold like a fairy.

This face brings out the softness to the fullest, and even has a touch of seductive charm compared to her previous face.

Sima Yan came closer, very close to Mu Jiuge, so close that Mu Jiuge stiffened and didn't dare to move, he looked at her like an ambiguous look, and asked again: "Are you still satisfied with this face?" ”

Mu Jiuge gritted his teeth, eased his mind, the fear in his eyes slowly disappeared, his hands left the bronze mirror, his movements were extremely slow, and he slowly knelt in front of Sima Yan, "Returning to Your Highness, the slave family is very satisfied with this face, thank you Your Highness for your kindness!" ”

Sima Yandao's narrow eyes glowed with a faint and cold light: "Don't forget your promise, this king will not raise useless people!" ”

Mu Jiuge's beautiful eyes flashed, he clenched his fists, slowly raised his head, and evoked a charming smile: "Of course the slave family knows that His Highness does not raise useless people, and the slave family will not let His Highness down!" ”

Sima Yan's heart suddenly ached, and he suddenly stepped out to clasp her chin, "Put away your foxy look, this face of yours was given to you by this king, and it is useless to tempt this king!" ”

His jaw was strangled and hurt, Mu Jiuge still smiled lightly: "His Royal Highness gave the slave family this face, what he wants is to do the things that are like a fox and a fox, the slave family just try it, how do you know that the face is easy to use?" After trying it, it seems to work well! ”

Sima Yan seemed to have been pierced by someone, and with a slight embarrassment, Mu Jiuge was thrown to the ground by him, his beautiful face touched the ground, and the smile on the corner of his mouth kept spreading.

Sima Yan panicked for no reason, raised his foot and stepped on her face, and said quietly: "If this king can give you this face, he can destroy your face!" ”

Mu Jiuge opened his mouth, "The slave family knows, His Royal Highness is very kind, and the slave family is unforgettable!" ”

Sima Yan didn't crush her face fiercely, and threw his sleeves away.

Mu Jiu Singer propped himself up on the ground, got up, looked around the room full of beautiful heads, and suddenly felt that it was not scary at all.

Wipe the dust off her face in front of the bronze mirror, a woman, beauty is a sharp weapon, she finally has this face, she can finally live, and she must not let this face be damaged in any way.

Wipe her cheeks and open the door, the sun is shining outside, the snow is melting, she is in the room, thinking that it is night, but in fact it is not, but the house she is in is shrouded in black cloth, and there is no sunlight.

The skirt that was not too thick, in this cold winter day, let her rub her arms, and as soon as she left the courtyard, a woman who looked like a flower and jade came to her.

For an unfamiliar place, she instinctively hid aside, but unexpectedly, the weak woman walked straight towards her, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, "You are the eleven brought back by His Highness, Your Highness asked me to take you to the front hall!" ”

Eleven?

Is the name a codename?

Mu Jiuge staggered her outstretched hand: "Who are you?" ”

The woman pursed her lips and smiled: "Eleven don't be afraid, we will be a family in the future, a family that loves each other, my name is Li'er!" ”

As soon as Sima Yan left, she called someone to call her, whether it was true or not, she had to follow this woman called Li'er.

"Then please ask Sister Li'er to lead the way in front!" Mu Jiuge said politely and vigilantly.

Li'er's eyes flashed, and she took the lead in walking forward, Mu Jiuge followed behind her, and after about half a cup of tea, Li'er led her to a gazebo.

The pavilion was covered with tulle all around, and a figure loomed inside, and Li'er pointed to the pavilion: "Your Highness is there, eleven go over by yourself!" ”

Mu Jiuge frowned slightly: "Aren't you going to leave Sister Er?" "There is clearly a woman's figure in the pavilion, and it is not Sima Yan at all!

He took a step back, "Your Highness only called you, not me, so I won't go!" ”

Mu Jiuge shot out as fast as lightning, strangled Li'er's neck, casually pulled off the hairpin on her head, put the tip of the hairpin against her neck, and said in a deep voice: "Your Highness didn't call me at all, who are you?" ”