She raised her hand and slowly touched her face, slowly sat up and looked at the bronze mirror opposite the bed.
The mirror reflected an equally thin and pale little face, so white that it was almost transparent, and it looked even more like a pair of dark eyes, which were blank and clear. At this moment, he was looking at her quietly.
Looking at this childish face, she suddenly smiled.
Sarcastic, self-deprecating, yet cold.
She actually survived? So, is even God helping her?
To fulfill her unwillingness and fulfill her overflowing hatred?
It’s just... is this still the Nanling Kingdom?
She squinted her eyes and looked around. This was obviously a boudoir. She sniffed carefully and found that the smell of powder was still lingering in the air. She frowned slightly. This shouldn't be a room for a six-year-old child. So, what was said by the little girl just now?
The third lady? Which family’s third lady is she?
Countless questions came to her mind, and her head seemed to hurt.
He raised his hand and couldn't help but rub the center of his eyebrows. His oversized sleeves slipped down. Suddenly, Qing Jiu was stunned.
On that thin, white and transparent wrist, a blood-red snake-shaped totem hovered over it, so lifelike and lifelike that it seemed as if its faint snake eyes would turn directly in the next moment, and the entire snake body would twist and swim.
This strange thought in her mind shocked her.
The snake-shaped totem on her wrist was so delicate and lifelike that she couldn't help but touch it with her hands.
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but she even thought she could feel the lines of the totem on her skin.
It was clear, profound, and exciting, she could even feel her blood flowing...
"hiss……"
Her finger suddenly pricked, and she immediately raised her hand.
Bright red blood beads emerged from the tips of her fingers, and one drop even landed on the snake-shaped totem. She frowned and was about to wipe it away, but suddenly she froze in place. She squinted and looked at the blood statue.
It was as if Shunran had vitality, penetrating into the skin, and even spreading along the lines of the snake-shaped totem, with blood-red lines, dark snake eyes, Shunran——
circulation!
"!"
Qing Jiu's other hand hanging by her side clenched tightly.
Her dark pupils clearly reflected the snake's lifelike swimming figure. Gradually, a red light shot out from the totem and hit her eyebrows. Suddenly, a red flame appeared silently in her eyebrows.
, very much like the bloody iris lit by cardamom, extremely charming and shocking to the extreme.
Reflecting that pale and tender face, there was an inexplicable and thrilling beauty.
Different from the pure kindness of a child, different from the charm of a woman, just one glance, the eyes are moving and captivating.
At the same time, Qing Jiu felt as if countless memories were flooding into her mind, including crying children, sinister faces, hateful words, and endless firelights...
Until the cold light in her eyes became colder and colder, and the dark pupils became more and more blood-red.
As the memory merged into her mind, Qing Jiu felt as if her little body had been torn apart, and the pain was overwhelming, as if the entire bone had been broken and rebuilt. In this pain, her body and face
A layer of scales slowly appeared on it, transparent, fiery red, very similar... very similar...
"Bang!"
"Third Miss! Third Miss! Your Excellency and the Second Madam are here to see you!"
The door of the room was suddenly opened, Qing Jiu's eyes narrowed like needles, and she looked at the door with a pair of dark eyes!