Dill chuckled, with a hint of mockery: "Do you want to see what you look like now?" ”

As her words spoke, the hatred in the eyes of the Nanyang County Lord deepened, and he almost turned into sharp arrows and stabbed the hearts of the people opposite.

Dill didn't wait for her to answer, and took out a mirror from her cuff.

The mirror is as long as half an arm, and the palms are as wide as the palms together.

Standing in front of the county lord of Nanyang, he could see the hideous bleeding wound on her face at a glance.

The county lord of Nanyang looked in the mirror, the woman whose face was covered with blood.

The wound on her face looked like a sausage cut open from the center, and its horrible and ugly form turned outward. Revealing the tender red flesh underneath.

"No, no...... It's not me, it's not me ......"

The county lord of Nanyang covered his eyes and kept muttering words of denial in his mouth.

As if in this way, he could escape the fact that his face was ruined.

Dill moved the mirror away and looked at the Nanyang County Lord in front of her, who had fallen into a half-crazy state. There seemed to be a hint of pity in his eyes.

"That's right, it's not you." Dill gently stroked the back of her neck, gently moving like a timid rabbit.

With the movements in Did's hand and the whisper softly, the county lord of Nanyang slowly raised his head and lowered the hand covering his eyes.

Just, at the moment.

Her eyes were like dusty gems, losing their lustre, and only her black pupils remained, dull and motionless.

Dill directed her gaze to her own.

"It's not you in the mirror, it's an ugly monster. It will hurt you, and you will only be safe if you hide in a place where no one can see it. The murmuring voice echoed in the ears of the Nanyang County Lord like Sanskrit sounds.

Gradually, her eyes gained focus, and Hitomi regained her turn.

At the same time, her mouth began to repeat the words that Dill had whispered in her ear.

It's just that the words in her mouth are inverted and vague, and no one can discern what she is talking about.

The county lord of Nanyang stood up and stumbled towards the outside of the pavilion.

When she passed by Liu Ting's side, she grabbed her arm.

"County Lord, what's wrong with you?" Liu Ting asked softly with a concerned look.

However, as if he hadn't heard her question, the county lord of Nanyang struggled to get rid of her hand and continued to walk forward.

Liu Ting was stumbled by the strength of her struggle, and almost fell to the ground unsteadily.

She steadied herself, settled her mind, and looked at dill.

"Princess Cheng'an, what did you do to the county lord?"

Dill looked at Liu Ting with a smile and questioned herself with a righteous face.

"What can Hongu do? It was just a few words of comfort to her. ”

"You obviously ......" Liu Ting's voice stopped abruptly, as if someone was stuck in the neck, and she couldn't say a word anymore.

Her mouth opened and closed, but the sound she made was a strange hoarse babbling, and she couldn't form coherent words at all.

Liu Ting pinched her neck and shook her head constantly.

A pair of big eyes bulged out of fear and surprise, as if they were about to burst out at any moment.

Dill smiled softly, and lightly glanced around the other nobles standing aside: "Does anyone still question what this palace did to the county lord of Nanyang?" ”

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