A girl who doesn't cherish her face, and thyme is no exception.

"Sister Baili, I—I didn't mean to hit you...... I, I obviously want to ......" Cheng Zishan was also frightened, she stammered and wanted to explain, but in exchange for a resentful look from thyme.

"You didn't mean to, so why did your whip suddenly turn around?" Thyme snapped.

"I—I wanted to cut off one of the waste's hands first......" Cheng Zishan explained.

Suddenly, Ye Ruoqing's voice interjected and interrupted Cheng Zishan.

"Sister Baili, isn't this obvious? Why did Miss Cheng San hurt your face, naturally because you look better than her. ”

She looked at the thyme and sighed regretfully.

"It's a pity, it's a pity, Sister Baili's charming face is ruined like this, it seems that this year's Flower God Festival, Sister Baili has no chance to seize the Oiran, alas, it's a pity. ”

Yes!

Oiran Festival!

It turned out to be because of this!

Thyme glared at Cheng Zishan, her eyes full of resentment.

"Cheng Zishan, today's hatred, my thyme will never forget, you wait!"

After she finished speaking viciously, she got up from the ground, covered her face and ran out of the gate of Wanbao Pavilion.

"Sister Baili, Sister Baili, you come back, you listen to me, I really didn't mean to hurt your face......"

Cheng Zishan chased out and wanted to explain, but Thyme didn't look back.

Damn it!

It's all Ye Ruoqing, a slut, who is sowing discord!

Cheng Zishan came back to her senses and turned her head to glare at Ye Ruoqing.

"Waste, you deliberately wronged me!"

"Did I wronged you?"

Ye Ruoqing looked innocent and asked rhetorically: "Is it wrong that you don't want to win the Oiran on the Flower God Festival? Or do you not want to get the favor of His Royal Highness the Prince? Or do you think you are better looking than Sister Baili?"

"I ...... I ......" Cheng Zishan couldn't answer a word.

Ye Ruoqing's words were poked at her point.

Of course, she wants to win the championship at the Flower God Festival, and of course she wants to attract the attention of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, and she thinks that she has a better chance of winning the championship than thyme.

But it was never because of this that she would deliberately ruin thyme's face.

Suddenly, she felt like she couldn't speak.

She glared at Ye Ruoqing, wondering how this waste suddenly became sharp-toothed.

"Tsk, I thought that the Cheng family and the Baili family had a deep friendship, but I didn't expect that if this woman became jealous, she would be able to do anything!"

"Yes, it's a pity that the face of the girl from the Baili family was disfigured if she was so dignified!"

"Careless in making friends, careless in making friends!"

The onlookers all looked at Cheng Zishan with condemnation and discussed a lot.

Cheng Zishan's face turned blue and purple, glaring at Ye Ruoqing, hating to cramp and peel the other party.

But everyone's criticism and saliva are about to drown her, if she doesn't leave quickly, she will only lose the face of the Cheng family even more.

"Waste, you wait for me, Miss Ben won't let you go!"

Viciously dropped a cruel word, and Cheng Zishan ran away without looking back.

"Hey, Miss Cheng San, this is leaving, I haven't drunk the herbal tea I prepared for you yet!"

Ye Ruoqing shouted behind her in a cold tone.

Ahhh

Cheng Zishan was so angry that she almost vomited a mouthful of blood, she didn't pay attention, she tripped over the threshold under her feet, and fell on the, and her nose was bleeding.