Smelling the faint smell of medicine, Murong Yue had a rare sleep all night. It was not until the morning sun shone through the green, sprinkled through the window lattice, and wafted onto the curtains, that she woke her up from her deep sleep.

After stretching comfortably, the girl's soft body exuded a tender look, and then she took off her face and absorbed the virus on her face and became turbid. A complex light flashed in her clear eyes.

When he came to the bronze mirror that was polished as smooth as jade, Murong Yue looked at the face that was obviously much smoother in the mirror with joy. The originally dense ulcers had shrunk a lot after absorbing the medicinal properties overnight and the color was a little lighter.

The small face and perfect facial features have begun to show a bit of holy charm. As the evil sores at the corners of the eyes dissipate and the swelling and retreat, the already bright eyes are even more attractive.

The golden light of the first sun shines on the girl's body through the green leaves and autumn chrysanthemums, dyeing a circle of colorful light on the girl's face. The girl standing in a white underwear, at this moment, was holy and charming, but when her eyebrows were turned and her eyebrows were flying, she added a bit of playful and agile.

Shui Feifei, who had already returned to the tree outside the window, was stunned, with a bit of inferiority complexion. Looking at the elf girl in front of her who was not like the world, she felt a little embarrassed about her confidence and pride in her face.

Her complacent face was so eclipsed in front of Murong Yue, who had only recovered some of her face. So, after a few more treatments, how thrilling should she be beautiful?

Madam Xiao, who heard the movement in the room, opened the door softly, brought the wash water, twisted the facial towel, and walked to Murong Yue. She was about to cleanse her face, but after seeing her much healed face, her eyes stagnated, her face changed, and the facial towel in her hand fell to the ground.

"Madam, what's wrong?" Murong Yue smiled at Madam Xiao Zhanyan and asked intentionally.

After this period of contact, Murong Yue also gained some trust in Madam Xiao. Today, she revealed that her face was about to recover in front of Madam Xiao, which was her last test, because anyone who saw her face recovering without external factors could naturally guess that she was no longer the fool she used to be.

Awakened by Murong Yue's question, Madam Xiao was shocked and rushed towards the door without waiting for a reply. Seeing this, Murong Yue's eyes turned cold, and murderous intent appeared in Shui Feifei's eyes on the tree outside. However, without waiting for her to act, Madam Xiao's next move made the two of them completely relieved.

Madam Xiao looked at the door, then quickly closed the door, then turned around and looked at Murong Yue in disbelief, stretched out her hand and pointed at her, but she couldn't speak for a long time.

"Madam, you read that right!" Murong Yue slowly walked to Madam Xiao and said softly to the old man who was obviously stimulated by her changes.

"Little, Miss!" Madam Xiao grabbed Murong Yue's hand, her eyes filled with the glory of expectation, and asked with difficulty, "Your face has been cured by yourself?"

"Yes, Madam!" Murong Yueying smiled and returned.

"Aren't you stupid?" Madam Xiao asked again, two lines of hot tears slid down her face and fell on Murong Yue's hands, warming her heart.
Chapter completed!