Zhao Lingxuan stared at the person in the mirror.

The mercury mirror is sure to show every detail, and even the subtle wrinkles on the face can be clearly illuminated.

What is showing in Zhao Lingxuan's eyes at this moment is a red, swollen, small face, and miserable!

"No! It's not true! Hongu doesn't believe it! It's not Hongu's face! Absolutely not!"

Zhao Lingxuan screamed and smashed the mirror, and the exploded fragments flew everywhere, but she didn't care at all, she only held her face in horror, eager to go back in time.

However, as soon as her fingers touched it, she screamed in pain.

Soon, the whole face was hot and painful, and even a little tightened, hardened, forming a rough and ugly dry skin, which stuck to the face.

The ones with dry skin and crumpled skin were dry and hard, and ugly.

Zhou Qingping, who was on the side, clearly saw the whole process of change, and screamed in fright: "Mother, mother, your face, your face is wrinkled!"

"Shut up!" Zhao Lingxuan scolded fiercely, "This palace told you to shut up, did you hear!"

As soon as she finished scolding, she felt that her cheeks hurt even more, as if her flesh had been torn alive.

In fact, it is.

It's like a parched lip can't laugh, or it will crack.

The skin on her face was dry and wrinkled, and dead skin and hard crusts clung to the soft, fragile skin.

She roared, her facial muscles twitching violently, and the scab and dead skin were torn open and clinging to the bottom, and the skin that had not yet grown naturally tore after it.

Therefore, Zhao Lingxuan's angry roar made her cheeks hurt and itchy, making her worse than death.

At this moment, Zhou Jinghong and Zhou Ruian were alarmed by her scream, and the father and son rushed in uneasily.

Who knew that when he came in, he saw Zhao Lingxuan's miserable face.

Not only was that face covered with dry and wrinkled dead skin and large crimson scabs, but there was also a trace of blood spilling from the torn wounds on her cheeks, making the cracks on her face more and more obvious.

Zhou Jinghong and Zhou Ruian watched this scene in horror, and almost vomited out the overnight meal in disgust.

Especially Zhou Jinghong.

He was so unhappy with Zhao Lingxuan last night, and when he recalled it at this time, Zhao Lingxuan's beautiful face instantly turned into the appearance in front of him, which frightened him so much that he almost vomited.

Shocked, he asked, "You...... How did you end up like this?"

Zhou Qingping immediately complained: "It's not Ji Xie that demon! He must have poisoned his mother, so that the mother became like this!"

"That's right, it's him, he poisoned me!"

Zhao Lingxuan gritted her teeth and said, suddenly pounced in front of Zhou Jinghong, and looked at him pitifully: "Your Majesty, you have to be the master for Xuan'er!"

Her appearance at this time is already ugly and terrifying, and looking at it from a distance is already satisfying, let alone watching it up close?

Even Zhou Ruian couldn't stand it and turned his head, let alone Zhou Jinghong, who was used to seeing beauties.

Zhou Jinghong tried his best to endure it, so he didn't slap her out.

He endured his disgust, looked at Zhao Lingxuan's ugly face that was close at hand, and said in a deep voice: "If it is him, it means that this Ji Xie is not only an alchemist, but also a master of poisoning. ”

At this moment, a man in black appeared ghostly: "Your Majesty, there is something important to report for your humble position!"

Zhou Jinghong secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "Xuan'er, don't worry, I will send someone to invite Lin Haotian, and I will definitely let him heal your face!"