Wen Jinghua looked at herself in the mirror, and was a little ridiculous for a while.

That calm state of mind, as if this face was not hers.

The skin itched again.

You can't help but want to scratch.

But Wen Jinghua has suffered so much, and her perseverance has long been incomparable to ordinary people.

This kind of huge itch that came out of the bone marrow was endured by her.

Tomorrow is the banquet to welcome the Bei Clan's mission, and she can't ask for medical advice at this time, messing up the original plan.

Presumably, Tuoba Yuer took this into account and chose this time to give her a knife.

Wen Jinghua itched all night.

But she wasn't really afraid of being disfigured.

Because looks mean nothing to her at all.

Killing people and seizing power, these don't need a good-looking face.

Wen Jinghua even felt that the poison under Tuoba Yu'er was boring.

Early the next morning, Wen Jinghua felt that her face was hot and painful.

She simply covered herself with a hat, stepped on the morning fog and entered the palace by she.

When Wen Jinghua returned to the Furen Palace, the queen had not yet risen.

Wen Jinghua quietly returned to her dormitory to rest, without alarming anyone.

Shiyu Shuhui watched her come back, and then she was finally relieved.

Shuhui caught up, "Your Highness, what are you doing wearing a power hat? Did Chen Xiaomei beat you!? Your face is swollen!?"

"What are you talking about!" Wen Jinghua couldn't cry or laugh, "Your county lord is so useless that he can let Chen Xiaomei slap himself in the face?"

She grabbed Shuhui and wanted to lift her hand, and said with a smile: "I'm just on a whim, don't look at it, let's prepare for the banquet." ”

"Oh..." The book was sneering, and he went back step by step.

"You go too," Wen Jinghua said to the rest of the poems, "Tonight's banquet to welcome the Bei Clan delegation is different from the past, you go and prepare with Shuhui, and by the way, choose a beautiful mask for me." ”

"Mask?" Shiyu frowned, "Does Your Highness want to wear a mask at the banquet?"

"Yes," Wen Jinghua nodded, "You go find me a good-looking one that can cover my whole face." I heard that the princess of the North clan wears half of the mask all the year round, and since I am greeting them today, then I will do what she likes. ”

"Okay..."

Poetry walks quickly to chase the book.

"Whew~"

finally sent the two girls away, and Wen Jinghua breathed a sigh of relief.

She somewhat avoided the panic that these people would have when they saw her disfigured face.

If you can escape for a while, it's a while.

Wen Jinghua looked at the bronze mirror on the dresser, and she didn't want to look at it.

She didn't want to be ugly of herself.

The face is rotten and smelly, it must be terrible.

Wen Jinghua raised her hand and touched her face, feeling that her face was more fragile, as if she could pierce it with a single force, spewing out foul-smelling hot pus.

Wen Jinghua quietly came to the Tai Hospital.

If she is lucky, she should be able to meet Doctor Hu here.

He has returned with the army.

Wen Jinghua took Mi Li, hid at the base of the wall and watched the people coming and going, but she really waited for Dr. Hu.

"Mr. Hu!"

Wen Jinghua beckoned to him in a low voice.

Doctor Hu walked over with a puzzled expression, "Is the girl looking for me?"

Wen Jinghua waved her hand, "It's me, it's me!"

"General Wen?" asked Doctor Hu tentatively.

"Yes, it's me, let's take a step to talk. Wen Jinghua pulled Doctor Hu to hide in the alley.

Seeing that Wen Jinghua was so mysterious, Doctor Hu's face became even more shocked and uncertain.

"General, what's the matter?"

Wen Jinghua let out a long sigh, "Sir, don't be scared," and then lifted the power hat on his face.

"This, this, this, general, what is wrong with your face!"

When Dr. Hu saw it, he couldn't help but be shocked.

Wen Jinghua looked at Doctor Hu's face, and knew that her face must be ugly and scary now.

Otherwise, even Dr. Hu, who is accustomed to seeing the broken arm and stump of the army, would not be so stable.

She seemed to smell the stench coming from the festering of her face.

"Mr. Hu, no matter what method you use, let me get through today's banquet first!" Wen Jinghua's subordinates unconsciously exerted force.

Doctor Hu's gaze carefully looked at Wen Jinghua's face for a long time, and sighed: "General... If you think of your current appearance... It's a little uncomfortable to appear at the palace banquet, so it's better to brush your face with a light veil, how about it?"

Wen Jinghua's heart sank suddenly.

"What do you mean, sir?" Is my face not saved?

Doctor Hu pursed his mouth and stopped talking.

"That's it," Wen Jinghua covered Mi Li's hat again, "I'm sorry to disturb Mr., and I ask Mr. to keep this matter secret for the time being, at least until the end of today's palace banquet, don't spread it." ”

Doctor Hu's expression changed and changed, and he arched his hand and said, "This is nature. ”

Wen Jinghua returned to the Furen Hall in hiding as when she came.

"Your Highness, come and see!" Shiyu greeted with a grin, "Look at the mask I prepared for you." ”

Wen Jinghua looked through Mi Li, and her eyes lit up a little.

"It's so beautiful!" Wen Jinghua sighed sincerely.

I saw that what Shiyu was holding in his hand was a phoenix mask made of gold leaf.

This is a colorful nine-tailed sacred bird, the color of the wings of the whole body is inlaid with various colored gemstones, and each feather carved in pure gold is lifelike.

The wings of the mythical bird spread out on the eyebrows of the mask, leaving just two eye holes between it and its body, and the nine tail feathers were like flowing winds, stretching out all over the atrium.

It's really brilliant and dazzling.

Wen Jinghua gently stroked it with her hand, only to feel that the tentacles were warm, as if she had been warmed by someone, and there was no ordinary cold at all.

"This is really a good thing!Where did you find it!" Wen Jinghua asked Shi Yu in surprise.

Shiyu also smiled happily, "I found it in the queen's treasury, and the lady in charge of the queen's mother doesn't know when the queen's mother received it." ”

"It's strange. Wen Jinghua couldn't put down the mask.

"Yes, yes, it's like it's specially prepared for girls, and when the slave maid sees this mask, she immediately thinks of the girl!"

Wen Jinghua held the mask in her hand, and felt that it was very suitable for herself.

The mask felt so intimate to her, as if she had been born with it.

With this mask in hand, she didn't seem so afraid that her appearance would be ruined.

It's time for the banquet.

Empress Wang chose a fiery red splendid palace dress for Wen Jinghua, with Wen Jinghua's red gold mask, Wen Jinghua looked like a phoenix, a divine bird about to soar above the nine heavens.

Wen Jinghua put on the mask, revealing only a snow-white chin.

She looked at herself in the bronze mirror, and fortunately, the skin on her chin was still intact.

"My Hua'er is just good-looking!"

Queen Wang looked up and down, amazed and amazed.

A group of palace people also came over to see it with a smile.

Wen Jinghua barely bothered to brace and smiled.

She is very good-looking now, but by tomorrow at the latest, everyone will know that under this exquisite nine-tailed phoenix mask, Wen Jinghua's appearance is rotting...