Looking at the delicate little girl in front of her, with a somewhat ugly monkey mask on her face, Qing Huan couldn't help but grin at the corner of her mouth, and was forced down by her.

But Qingtian had already seen that smile, and she took off the mask on her face at once, and her face turned a little red.

"Miss, I said I wouldn't wear it, you had to ask me to wear it, and you made fun of me when I wore it."

Seeing that Qingtian was a little annoyed, Qing Huan quickly put away his smile.

"I'm sorry Clear Sky, don't be angry, I'm not trying to make fun of you, you also know that I like to make masks, I just want to see with my own eyes what this mask looks like on people's faces."

Although Qing Huan said this according to her thoughts, her tone was very gentle, not like her own tone at all.

After Qing Huan finished speaking, he didn't notice that unconsciously, his tone changed tone.

She said this to others, Qingtian didn't believe it, but she knew the character of her young lady. Her biggest hobby on weekdays is to make some masks to pass the time, so she didn't really think that Qing Huan was making fun of her, and when she heard Qing Huan apologize to her, she was a little at a loss.

"Miss, no, don't, the slave is not angry, the slave is just a little shy, the slave knows that you are not making fun of the slave, you apologize to the slave and the slave, isn't this a torment of the slave."

Qing Huan looked at his kind words, and was so frightened that Qingkong's words were a little unfavorable, and he didn't dare to say more. He smiled, reached out and took the mask from Clear Sky's hand, and looked at it carefully.

"Okay, I'm just saying a word, I see that I'm scared of you, it's not too early, you can also pack up and get ready to rest."

Qingtian got Qing Huan's order, so he retreated in a low voice, and went to change to Xunchun on duty tonight.

Qing Huan lay on the bed, holding the mask, looking at it seriously, and fell into deep thought.

"It seems that this side is not strange, and I don't know if it is the cause of this body.

It's a pity that I only remember what the owner of this body has experienced, but I don't know what she thinks, and I don't understand how a little girl who is so good and good can fall in love with mask-making.

It seems that tomorrow we will have to go to the library to see if the other masks can also be transformed, so as to find out whose weirdness it is. ”

Qing Huan secretly thought about her thoughts, and halfway through her thoughts, she suddenly noticed something abnormal, and couldn't help but curse a dirty word in her mouth.

"I'm grass!"

Then there was a wave of horror in my heart.

"What the hell is this, when did you Hua Ye and I think that everything was so Wen Zou Zou?

And just talking to that little girl! What's that tune? ”

After reacting, Hua Qinghuan's heart beat wildly, and a huge sense of fear swept over.

She can calmly accept that she has changed her body, and she can also calmly accept that she can transform by wearing a mask.

But the fact that her tone and way of thinking were different from before made her frightened.

"What the hell? What's going on? Is there another person in my body? Is it Miss Hua? Miss Hua, are you controlling my thoughts in my body?

If you want to take back your body, I can give it back to you, and you must not swallow my consciousness. ”

Qing Huan thought about it in her heart, even thinking of the legendary soul snatching, she sat on the bed, feeling her body carefully, and after a long time, she breathed a sigh of relief.

There is no other Miss Hua in her body, and no one can answer her for this series of questions.

It's still me, and I don't feel anything out of the ordinary.

But Qing Huan didn't dare to completely let go of her thoughts, after all, the words she said just now, and when she was thinking in her mind, those words were not what she usually spoke. Fortunately, except for the tone problem, what happened was according to her ideas.

Qing Huan guessed that although the soul of this body was now himself, the body belonged to someone else after all, and when he was inadvertent, he would inevitably be affected by the body.

After figuring out this joint, she put her heart down a little more.

This night, Qing Huan barely fell asleep.

First, she took a long nap at noon, and she was not sleepy at all at night. Second, she was always a little worried that if her consciousness was really swallowed, then she really didn't even know how she died.

After lying down for a long time, feeling that her consciousness showed no signs of being eroded, she suspected that this situation might be caused by the fusion of two memories.

Having figured out this joint, she began to meditate on the future again.

Although there is only one day in this Washington, but in that dream, in the memory of this Miss Hua, she is very clear about how this Miss Hua lives.

After seeing such dull and boring days, it is hard for her to imagine that she will have such days in the future, and then when she reaches her age, she will marry blindly and dumbly, marry a man she doesn't know, and have a litter of snotty cubs.

Thinking that he was holding a doll in his left hand, holding one in his right hand, and two of them were playing in front of the bed, and he was busy, when suddenly a delicate concubine walked in, raised her nose and told her that the master would not come to sleep with her tonight, and let her quickly coax the doll to rest early.

Thinking of that situation, Qing Huan shuddered, if he wanted to live his life in such a mess, it would be better to die directly by hitting his head.

Fortunately, God is not too ruthless, and now she has another choice.

Judging from the situation just now, the ability to deform by wearing a mask is not brought by the mask, if it is not that the face is strange, it is the ability of this body.

If it is the ability of this body, then she should not only be able to become a monkey, as long as she can become something else, such as becoming a man, then she will dare to escape from the Hua family.

Anyway, she didn't survive alone in her previous life, and now she has 26 years of survival experience, and in this era, she feels that she may be able to live freely.

It's just that I'm a little sorry for Master Hua in this way, but let a female man like her stay in the Hua family all the time, and sooner or later she will be suffocated.

What's more, in this Hua family, she is in such an embarrassing situation, there is no more than her, there is no less than her, she is an extra person, that Hua Master will be sad for a while at most, and sooner or later he will forget her, as for the other members of the Hua family, they are only afraid that they will disappear quickly.

Thinking that she could leave this Washington Mansion and live freely in this Dachang Dynasty, she was impatient to go to the small study next door to confirm her conjecture and see if the mask could make her become something else.

Turning her head to look at the dark night outside the window, she listened to the sound of Xunchun's even breathing from the outside room, and she didn't like to cause trouble to others, so she had to force down this urgent desire.

In this way, Qing Huan was crankily flipping through the cakes on the bed, and it was not until the second half of the night that she fell asleep in a daze.

This sleep, I didn't sleep well, and when I woke up again, the sky was still just bright, but there was already a sound of rustling outside.

Hearing that Xunchun got up, Qinghuan also propped up the side of the bed and sat up from the bed.

With yesterday's experience, she didn't dare to open and close the action, this action of getting up was a lot more gentle, and after resting all night, she got up like this, and the head was not so painful.

Xu lay down for a long time, and when she sat up straight, she was still a little dizzy in her head, she sat on the bed and slowed down, and then she sat on the edge of the bed, ready to put on her shoes.

At this time, Xunchun also finished cleaning up, and was walking in from the outside, seeing Qing Huan's movements, he hurried over.

"Miss, why did you get up, Lang Zhong told you to stay in bed for two days, in case you are going to get hurt again, how can you get it."

Xunchun stood beside Qinghuan's bed, looked at Qinghuan disapprovingly, and wanted to persuade Qinghuan to lie down and rest again, Qinghuan had something in his heart, where was he willing to follow.

"It's okay, it's okay, what Lang Zhong said doesn't count, the body is mine, I think it's okay, it's okay, there's no need to lie down."

Qing Huan was afraid that Xunchun would be verbose, and she was afraid that it would shine in the evening, and Qingtian heard the movement and came to persuade her, so she hurriedly started first, and without waiting for Xunchun to react, she lowered her head and went to find the shoes to wear.

The shoes were the same as yesterday's high-toed slippers, and she quickly put them on, straightened up and had a dizzy headache.

She was afraid that Xunchun would use this as an excuse to persuade her to lie back on the bed, so she survived the dizziness with the same face and slowly stood up from the bed.