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1524 A face that can’t be healed after a long time

At the same time, in the royal family.

Song Zhiyun looked at his own face in the mirror with a dark gaze.

It had been so long, but the wound that should have healed long ago showed no signs of improvement. The overlapping wounds were red and swollen, and yellow and white pus flowed out from time to time. It was disgusting!

With a loud bang, song Zhiyun picked up something and threw it at the mirror!

The cracked mirror reflected her face, which was also in pieces, making song Zhiyun loathe his current appearance even more.

The second Princess Consort had clearly said that these were the best medicines, so why were they still not effective?

“I want to see the second Princess Consort!”

Song Zhiyun looked at his attendant, who was standing at the side, not daring to even breathe, and spoke in a dark voice.

“I ... I’ll go immediately ...”

The attendant shuddered in his heart and wished he could stay away from this second miss of the song family!

All these years, everyone in Xuelan city had praised second song to the heavens. At first, they had thought that she was a good person and had secretly felt sorry for her for a long time because of her face, but who would have thought ...

This second song was beyond everyone’s imagination!

On the night she came, someone had used a fruit knife to cut her face because it hurt her when she was applying medicine for her!

Not to mention that bossy and evil temper!

Compared to her actions, Lin xiaojiu, who had brought his men into the royal family and given the second Princess Consort a taste of her own medicine, could be considered an Angel!

Soon, the room was empty.

Song Zhiyun looked around, but there was still a sense of resentment in his heart ...

Nowhere to vent!

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

“Who is it?”

Song Zhiyun raised his head alertly and subconsciously reached out to put on the thick mask.

“Second miss song, the eldest wangfei has invited you.”

First wangfei?

She had been hiding in the royal family for two weeks, and there had been no movement from the eldest wangfei’s side. Why did they have to take advantage of today when there was no one in her room to send someone over?

Could it be that he was plotting something?

Song Zhiyun suddenly felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

“Miss song.”

The person outside the door spoke again, and his tone was obviously two degrees lower than before.

Song Zhiyun’s heart trembled.

She stood up abruptly and opened the door.

Very quickly, she met the eyes of the person who spoke.

In contrast to his voice was his smiling face, which made him look like Maitreya.

“Please,”

Inexplicable intimidation.

By the time song Zhiyun came back to his senses, he had already involuntarily followed the other party for a long distance.

Song Zhiyun felt that something wasn’t right.

They didn’t meet a single person along the way.

She became more and more vigilant.

“We’re here. The first wangfei is waiting for you inside.”

Just as song Zhiyun’s thoughts were running wild, uncle Jin turned around and spoke.

“......”

Song Zhiyun didn’t move, his mind tense.

Uncle Jin was still smiling as he looked at her.

Song Zhiyun pushed the door open and entered without a word.

She didn’t know if it was just her imagination, but she felt like she could see the shadow of that damned Lin xiaojiu in this Smiling Buddha!

Inside the house.

There was a faint, elegant fragrance in the air.

As soon as song Zhiyun entered the room, she was attracted by the smell. Her festering face, which was hidden behind the mask, was surprisingly not as itchy as before.

This discovery made her suspicious.

“Have you realized that your face isn’t so itchy anymore?”

A female voice suddenly interrupted, giving song Zhiyun a big fright.

“You ...”

It was the first wangfei!

...

The great wangfei slowly walked out and gently fiddled with the incense. Then, her eyes fell on song Zhiyun’s face.

His eyes were very light, but they were sharp.

you’ve been in the royal family for two weeks, but your face hasn’t recovered. Have you never thought about what’s wrong? ”