A generation of enchantresses bewitched the harem

Chapter 11
Seeing my anxious expression, Tang Ju hurriedly took the mirror to me, and said, "Second miss, don't worry, there is nothing dirty on your face."

I snatched the copper mirror from her hand, the dark yellow blurry shadow inside was really similar to Xue Yutong.I was so angry that I threw away the mirror in my hand angrily, panting like a cow.

Tang Ju looked at me in bewilderment, knelt down and said in fear, "Second Miss, calm down, Second Miss, calm down..."

I "hummed" and said: "As expected, as expected, it is another Xue Yutong, it is her again, it is her again—"

Tang Ju was shocked by my sudden yelling, she tremblingly asked me: "Second, Second Miss, are you alright?"

I just stared at the front without focus, and gradually calmed down.

Seeing that my mood had eased, Tang Ju reminded me in a soft voice: "Second Miss, the Eldest Miss is now a noble concubine, even before she enters the palace, you can't call her by her first name."

I saw Tang Ju's terrified expression, and my anger gradually subsided: "Prepare water for a bath."

Tang Ju hurriedly stood up to bless her, and said: "Young maidservant is going now, the second young lady sit still, and this servant will immediately pick up the pieces, you must not get hurt."

I nodded, and rushed towards the cotton wool behind me again.

Tang Ju rushed out in a hurry, and came back after a while. A servant girl swept away the fragments of the bronze mirror, and immediately another servant girl sent a new one.

Tang Ju directed the servant girl to boil water for me, and she undressed me.

I withdrew from the crowd, only Yu Tangju was waiting on the screen.I tried the water temperature, just right, I slid into the water, the warm liquid wrapped my whole body, every pore seemed to open to absorb the fragrance of the petals, it was extremely comfortable.

I completely submerged myself in it, with my back facing Tangju, leaving only my head lying on the edge of Yutong.

Tang Ju wiped it lightly with a silk handkerchief, I closed my eyes and became confused for a moment.

In the haze, I walked into an empty and gorgeous house, which was covered with red curtains, layer by layer, and I slowly approached, with a trace of fear and a trace of expectation in my heart.

The red curtain was rustled by the wind, but there was no sound, no sound.I walked forward cautiously, as if there was something waiting for me in front of me.

(End of this chapter)