this..."

Hearing this, the maid looked at Zuo Qiuyan and couldn't make up her mind for a moment.

Zuo Qiuxuan saw that she was not moving and said coldly: "You'd better move quickly. I don't have much patience. If I'm in a bad mood, maybe..."

As he spoke, the embroidery needle pressed against Zuo Qiuyan's neck moved forward a few points.

Zuo Qiuyan froze and raised his voice: "You idiots, why don't you go and do things quickly?"

In a moment, the rooms of Zuo Qiuxuan and her brother Zuo Qiuze were all tidied up.

Zuo Qiuyan was temporarily free, and he quickly left Ninghui Garden with his people in dejection.

As the night passed, Zuo Qiuxuan suddenly opened her eyes and sat up from the bed.

My thoughts were spinning, and I went through what I had experienced yesterday in my mind.

After washing up and sitting in front of the bronze mirror, she was in the mood to look at the appearance of this body.

I saw a pair of clear black eyes as clear as glass, as light as water on the small melon-shaped face.

There is a small cherry mouth under Qiong's straight nose, and her pale pink lips are slightly pouted, with a frowning expression that looks like anger or anger, which is lively and attractive.

Although it hasn't fully grown yet, it's easy to tell that it's a beautiful embryo.

Unfortunately, the only fly in the ointment is that there are black things like birthmarks on the fair and tender skin, not only on the forehead, but also on the cheeks and chin.

This made a good-looking little beauty turn into an ugly creature.

This is why she wears a veil all year round and even her forehead is covered with bangs.

Not to add some sense of mystery, but to cover up the ugliness.

Zuo Qiuxuan rubbed his face. The more he looked at this face, the more unpleasant it became.

Just when I was feeling depressed, I heard an ethereal voice in the void.

"Do you think it's ugly? Do you want to remove those marks?"

"Who? Who is talking? Stop pretending and get out of here!"

Zuo Qiuxuan looked around, but she was the only one in the room.

After confirming that there was no other person's breath, he couldn't help but frown.

Just when I was feeling confused, I felt dizzy and completely lost consciousness.

When she opened her eyes again, an enlarged handsome face suddenly appeared in front of her.

She has long silver hair, pale skin like snow, long and charming eyes, and the corners of her eyes are slightly raised. She is wrapped in a fiery red gauze dress, and she looks like a seductive vixen.

"woke up?"

The vixen curled her lips and smiled, with boundless charm in her eyes.

Zuo Qiuxuan was stunned for a moment, then asked with a cold face, "Who are you? Where is this place? Why am I here?"

The vixen smiled, slowly straightened up, and gently hugged her gauze clothes, "You asked me so many questions at once, which one should I answer?"

"Answer one by one."

"Okay. My name is Xue Yanjiu, and I am a ghost in this space."

Zuo Qiuxuan felt a touch of sadness from his body, her pupils flashed slightly and said: "This name is too complicated, I'll call you Ah Jiu!"

Ah Jiu?

That’s fine.

Anyway, Xue Yanjiu is no longer in this world, so what does it matter what her name is?

Now it's like changing the name, it's like a new life, which is not bad.

Wait, is this girl telling him to forget the past and start over?

Xue Yanjiu, also known as Ah Jiu, smiled gratefully and continued: "The space in front of you is called the chaotic space. As for why you appear here, I have to ask you."

"What's the difference between you saying it and not saying it?"
Chapter completed!