Face? When Wanqiu heard this, she instinctively wanted to say something, but when she thought of Concubine You just said, she forced all the emotions in her heart back.

The master is too naive. Where can she have any face to speak of when she is with the queen?

The queen had already stepped on her into the mud with her favor.

face…

No matter how good the gift is, it is just left to eat ashes. I'm afraid it's nothing if you even open it and show it to the queen and show it to her...

Wanqiu felt unwilling to accept it, and when he stepped down, he couldn't help but take a secret glance at Concubine You.

But the purpose is to behold, but Concubine You looked dull.

The other party seemed to not take the bad things she cared about at all. Not only that, the other party seemed to be in the mood to appreciate her newly repaired nails?

Is this the Empress... everything is expected?

I was curious about late autumn, but because I knew the rules, I didn’t dare to ask more questions.

As soon as her eyes drooped, she left the door directly.

When he heard the door being taken up, Concubine You bent the corners of her mouth.

When there was no outsider guarding her, she couldn't help but unload all the disguises.

The corners of her mouth raised, her red lips curled slightly, and her smile soon covered her entire face.

"Is face important? Of course face important..." Concubine You smiled softly, "If I don't have my face first, how can I praise the queen to the sky?"

As she said that, she gently stroked her sharp nails: "It won't hurt if someone who is standing on a high place falls. Only by standing on the top of the mountain first and being pushed down heavily will she know what it means to be truly heart-wrenching!"

As soon as Concubine You held her five fingers, her properly trimmed sharp nails were directly embedded in her palm.

But accompanied by severe pain, the smile on Concubine You's face was still there.

…

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the autumn wind is refreshing.

It was already late at night when Shen Lanxi woke up slowly.

She struggled to spread her heavy eyelids and wanted to get up, but after working hard for a long time, she could only half open her eyes and make a slight low and silence: "Um..."

"Lan Xi? Are you awake?!" Xiao Ciyu was leaning against the bed and pretending to sleep. As soon as he heard the movement, he quickly turned over and went to see Shen Lanxi, "How is it? Does it still hurt? Is there anything uncomfortable? Do I want me to call the imperial physician to show you again?"

A series of questions popped up from Xiao Ciyu's mouth.

As soon as he finished speaking, he patted his forehead on his own: "Look at me, where is the intimidation? You have just woken up and your body still needs to recover. How can you answer so many things for me?"

As he said that, Xiao Ciyu carefully helped Shen Lanxi up: "Come on, I'll help you get up and drink some water first, so you can slowly sort out your thoughts."

"Well..." Shen Lanxi responded softly, and let Xiao Ciyu support him and lean on the soft pillow.

The warm water stained the lips and soaked the throat. The hoarse feeling finally faded.

"I'm hungry..." Shen Lanxi said softly.

Her voice was faintly audible, but Xiao Ciyu, whose heart was hanging on her, immediately understood what she meant: "Okay, I'll prepare now, you can rest for a while."

He hurriedly got up, and after taking two steps, he came back to help Shen Lanxi get humiliated.

He left with confidence after confirming that the person was comforting him.

"This person..." Shen Lanxi couldn't help but curl her lips and smile when she saw Xiao Ciyu's busy back.

If she hadn't known her physical condition, she would have thought she was already a terminally ill patient.
Chapter completed!