mask wife

The two maids treated Qianxi's wound secretly, which was a great favor to her, after all, everyone in this family is so ruthless.

"Thank you all..."

After Qianxi thanked her gratefully, the two maids looked at each other one after another, and smiled hypocritically: "Hehe Miss, you are welcome, take care of your injuries."

"Ah."

Maybe, because Qianxi's eyes were covered with hatred; maybe, because Qianxi couldn't bear other people's care, the two maids pretended to hide that she didn't notice at all, and they simply thought that they were really good to themselves.

After seeing off the two servants, Qianxi slowly sat in front of the dressing table, raised her hand and caressed the scars on her forehead. These scars have long been numb to her, and they are always the result of previous injuries that have not healed. , old wounds strike again, constant reincarnation, repeated cycles, there is hardly a day of 'peace'!

Now, with Emperor Yin Ying...

"Heh..." With a cold smile, Qianxi took out the silver half-face mask from the drawer, ran her slender fingers across the surface of the mask, and said to herself, "No matter how serious the injury is, 'you' can help me cover it up." live, don't you?"

"Because of 'you', I am the supreme godmother of the underworld in the eyes of others."

"I really hope, I really hope that 'you' will be with me forever, and there will never be a moment when the mask is lifted..." The silver moonlight reflected the mysterious half-face mask in a different way, and the mask was worn on Qianxi's face. At that moment, most of the scars were really covered under the mask, but...

The only thing that can't be concealed is the bruise that Emperor Yin Ying left on the corner of her mouth...

"Heh, heh heh, I really didn't expect that I could leave the darkroom so soon! If that's the case..." The moonlight shone in front of the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows, and the silver mask on her face was particularly glaring.

Putting away her eerie and sinister smile, a trace of murderous intent flashed in the jewel-like eyes of the silver-masked woman, she opened the French window with her hands, and jumped out of the villa.

Her graceful figure, which gradually fell to the ground, flashed across a beautiful landscape in mid-air, not only possessing the poignant beauty of a laurel goddess, but also seemed to contain the aloofness of a fallen angel...

The moment she landed, she was as light as a cat in the dark night without making any sound, and her flowing long hair even flung out a beautiful arc: "Emperor Yin Ying, from now on, you have officially become my enemy!" After the words of the declaration of war fell, the silver-masked girl swiftly disappeared into Shi Xiu's villa area...