Face Changer: Ugly Transformed

Chapter 93
Qingqing was stunned suddenly, such a blatant refusal was more direct than her confession.She was silent for a while, and the dull atmosphere around her made her want to run away oppressively. She sighed softly until her shamed red face turned blue: "The fourth prince, the proud son of heaven, how can you be interested in knowing this? Besides, not every ugly duck can become a swan."

What kind of swan is a swan?No one knows, only the swan knows.Maybe every ugly duck woman with a lover feels like a swan.And a beautiful woman does not necessarily feel that she is a "swan".

And does the fourth prince know this crossword puzzle in his heart, the answer to the riddle is: I can't live without you?Qingqing smiled sadly, and her heart began to slowly stiffen... She thought with all her heart that the fourth prince disliked her appearance, and she suddenly found it ridiculous. He said many years ago that saving her was only because Li Qin wanted a The slave sacrificed, and he felt that "don't do to others what you don't want yourself to do to yourself", and all the things he had done to her before were just self-indulgence...

Originally, the ugly duckling and the swan would never get together... All kinds of childhood memories seemed to gather in the mind, as clear as yesterday, but yesterday has become a trace.It would be wonderful to be able to walk a complete life with him hand in hand, but I should be grateful for being with him for a while...

After two months of being so busy and muddled, it finally came to the day when Li Qin welcomed his relatives.The spirit of the emperor, who had been ill for many days, did not improve.

Up and down the imperial palace, and the Lin Mansion were filled with joy.Everywhere is fiery red, as if if you are not careful, you will fall into this fiery red world.Even sitting on the simplest wicker chair is like falling into a sea of ​​fire.

Everyone is clear, no one is allowed to be angry, no one is allowed to say unlucky words.Even the laziest slave in normal times worked a lot harder today.

One hand pushed Qingqing violently, although it was very light, but Qingqing couldn't prevent someone from pushing, fell down, and shed tears.The visitor's mischievous mood immediately dissipated, and he murmured in a bewildered voice: "Eldest sister, I..."

Qingqing's tears fell more and more violently.After a while, I realized that I had lost my composure, and said, "Hong'er, why don't you help out with Yafu? Why come to my side to join in the fun?"

(End of this chapter)