Liu Chengfeng, why did you betray me?

I'm dead, come to this inexplicable place, will you shed tears for me?

"Hehe......" Mu Chujin smiled slightly, salty tears flowed to his lips, bitter as Coptis chinensis. The slender jade hand grabbed the collar tightly, wrapped herself tightly, at this moment, she was cold, really cold......

Outside the vermilion lacquer carved door, the elegant and calm man looked at the trembling figure in the bedroom, smiled coldly, his eyes as deep as the sea flashed a sly smile, and revealed a trace of doubt, she seemed to be different from before!

The screen of the rosewood side seat, the smoky light mountain lan, ethereal and ethereal, ethereal and beautiful. On the carved wooden table with vermilion lacquer is a set of bamboo purple clay pots, and the whole bedroom is spotless, smooth and bright. Sunlight filters in through the pink curtains, casting a soft glow over the bedroom.

The petite figure sat on the wooden bench, a green silk poured down like flowing water, the soft sideburns slid down the shoulders, covering half of the delicate face, the slender fingers caressed the other half of the delicate cheeks, the delicate index finger like the root of the onion slowly moved up, and finally stroked the three hideous scars, and the purple scabs flew obliquely from the eyebrows and eyes into the sideburns, destroying the delicacy of the whole face, which looked so terrifying.

Mu Chujin was slightly stunned, staring at this familiar and unfamiliar face in a daze, she was sure that this face was exactly the same as her original, but why did she have these three scars?

The woman in the mirror frowned slightly, the plum blossom embroidered neckline revealed the delicate collarbone, and the open neckline had a touch of red light faintly visible, which was a bewitching red lotus, blooming like fire, firmly imprinted on the white and tender left chest, with the heart, complementing each other.

What is it?

The white little hand caressed the fiery red red lotus, a flash of light and shadow flashed in his head in an instant, and his palm-sized little face wrinkled into folds. Why does that man also have an identical red lotus on his chest, what is the connection between the two?

Ping Pong –

A violent tremor interrupted Mu Chujian's thoughts.

The copper basin rolled to the side, and the ground was covered with water.

"Princess-in-law, the slave didn't mean to see your true face, please spare your life!" A thin figure knelt on the ground, prostrating incessantly, his eyes full of horror.

Mu Chujin stood up in surprise, it was the first time someone gave her such a big gift, she really couldn't stand it. Mu Chujin hurriedly held the little maid and motioned for her to get up and speak.

The little maid was flattered, trembled her body, and knelt on the ground: "Father-in-law and princess, the slave and maid know that she is wrong, please princess don't drive the slave and maid away!" As he spoke, he sobbed quietly.

Mu Chujin was slightly stunned, and then laughed comfortably, this little girl is so interesting, she actually thinks I want to drive her away. But...... What kind of person is she for the former princess! Why is it so taboo for others to see her true face?

"Get up, I'...... Belch...... Hongu doesn't blame you. Mu Chujin sat back on the wooden bench, picked up an ivory comb and combed his sideburns, casually and leisurely.

The little maid got up tremblingly, bowed her head and walked to the dresser: "Princess, the slave maid will fetch a basin of water again." ”