Watching Jiucheng Qiu leave, the smile under Shui Miaomiao's veil disappeared instantly, without a trace.
After closing the door and holding the porcelain jar with both hands, Shui Miaomiao walked to the dressing table in a daze and sat down.
The porcelain jar was thrown onto the dressing table and rolled around, stopping on the edge of the dressing table, almost falling to pieces.
"Haha." Shui Miaomiao suddenly laughed and took the shaky porcelain jar in her hand. Why didn't she drop it? If she did, she would have an excuse to throw it away and stop looking at it.
Open the porcelain jar and find pink paste inside.
Pulling out the blood color from her hand, there was a very clear fragrance. I have to say that Shui Miaomiao quite liked the smell. She took out a little paste and applied it on the back of her hand. The color was very similar to the light pink on the cheeks of a girl when she was shy.
After rubbing the back of his hand vigorously until it became congested and red, completely covering up the presence of the ointment, Shui Miaomiao shifted his gaze and slowly took off the Juan Lian Ling.
Shui Miaomiao's face in the mirror is fair and flawless, and there is no injury.
Touching herself in the mirror, Shui Miaomiao wished that there were wounds on it, just one, so that this thing would not be given by mistake.
The hand moved all the way down to the red lip. The bite mark on the lip had healed at some point, but does healing mean it no longer exists?
The hand was clearly describing the lips in the mirror, but there was a numbing feeling spreading on the lips. Recently, when Shui Miaomiao had dreams at midnight, each dream was more bizarre than the last.
Although it was the same people and the same scene, the struggle and resistance at the beginning gradually evolved into unspeakable joy.
Shui Miaomiao closed her eyes and fell into memories.
Little brother, Mu An.
During the days in the world of gods and demons, it seemed that I could always meet him. If I were to be suspicious of Shui Miaomiao, for him, apart from being a life-saving grace in the mist, there was also an indescribable feeling of familiarity with him.
As a result, Shui Miaomiao gained infinite tolerance.
And he never betrayed Shui Miaomiao's trust. He always tried his best to protect her. After getting along like this, he unconsciously developed a sense of attachment.
Subconsciously pinching her right earlobe, without the blood-red earring, Shui Miaomiao always felt a little uncomfortable, feeling empty in her heart as if something was missing.
The memories gradually became a little confusing. They were all scenes when I was with my little brother, and there were also some blurry scenes in the mortal world interspersed in between.
Details that I had never noticed before emerged one by one, and every move was filled with affection. Why hadn't I noticed it before?
This made it even more difficult for Shui Miaomiao to ignore her little brother and pretend that nothing had happened, let alone that someone's impressions were overlapping each other.
Shui Miaomiao may be looking forward to something. There is a sweetness that seems to be absent in her heart, and the empty place in her heart is filled, but then what comes up is like endless bitterness.
Opening his eyes and looking at the porcelain jar on the dressing table, is this all the courage he has shown? You can experiment on yourself, but you can't block the door. You are as cowardly as ever.
Is it possible that I will be stupid again? Always remind yourself that her goal is not to last forever, it is just a marriage certificate, so don't ruin the existing perfect situation.
But if you can get the best of both worlds.
Do you deserve to have the best of both worlds?
Black and white images flashed in her mind, showing her father falling to the ground due to a heart attack. How long had it been, how long had it been since Shui Miaomiao had thought of those images.
After a long time, Shui Miaomiao almost thought that she had forgotten it, but she didn't expect that it was just the murderous love flower that took over everything in her heart and blocked everything.
The scene surged up like a flood that burst a dam, almost suffocating in the next second, and being innocently scolded by everyone as a sinner who cannot be tolerated in heaven and earth...
Just after visiting Wenrenxian and making sure that he remained unconscious, Xianyan Xianzun who walked out of Zhuli Zhai suddenly stopped and looked back.
The killing spree hasn't subsided yet, why did the forbidden curse on Shui Miaomiao react again? It's because he's not exhausted enough!
Without the suppression of the Killing Flower, the connection between the two should not involve the inner demons and would not affect Wen Renxian.
Xianyan Xianzun didn't have an accurate explanation of the function of this spiritual object, but fortunately there was a Forbidden Magic Curse that could help him figure it out.
The mark on the right earlobe was pinched by Shui Miaomiao, and blood oozed slightly. Shui Miaomiao seemed to have been flung away from the black and white wall by someone.
His eyes suddenly became a little more determined.
I've been feeling sentimental for a few days now, and it's time to come up with an explanation.
She just didn't know whether to rely on reason or emotion. She put her hand on her heart, and the beating heat always seemed to be a gamble, a gamble...
At night, Jiuchengqiu finished the handover with Mu Cang. There must be someone on the boat at night to be on guard and walked to his room.
Looking at the bright lights in his room, Jiuchengqiu was stunned for a moment, opened the door and walked in.
"Miaomiao?" Jiuchengqiu was a little surprised and stepped into the room. Later he wondered if he had entered the wrong room and rubbed his eyes.
Under the candlelight, Shui Miaomiao was playing with her fingers without her lace. When she heard the movement, she raised her head and saw Jiu Qianfeng being stupid. She couldn't help but smile, and it suddenly surpassed thousands of brilliance.
"Ahem." Jiuzhongqiu coughed a few times to regain his consciousness, closed the door, walked towards Shui Miaomiao with his head held high, and said openly, "As expected of the medicine I specially stopped the boat to find, it's good."
The teacup in Shui Miaomiao's hand was splashing with tea. She was originally going to hand it to Jiucheng Qiu, but she lost the energy and put it on the table. She rubbed her eyebrows and said, "You really can't speak."
"Huh?" Jiuzhongqiu was confused and sat down on the stool next to Shui Miaomiao. Did he say something wrong? This medicine is indeed good. Shui Miaomiao took off her veil immediately, and there was no trace of any injury on her face.
Looking at Shui Miaomiao, Jiucheng Qiu, who was about to laugh, slowly froze his expression. Shui Miaomiao's eyes were red like a layer of seductive red mist under the light, "Are you crying?"
"No." Shui Miaomiao denied. She really didn't cry. Her eyes were red and swollen as if she had cried, half from anger and half from fear of being suffocated.
No matter how much time has passed, how far the distance is, even across dimensions, the sudden death of her parents will always be Shui Miaomiao's nightmare. She has become accustomed to this kind of torture.
I'm even still wondering why I haven't seen him for so long, but today... As expected, nothing has changed at all, and I can't forget it, let alone get over it.
So she really didn't cry, because she had already finished crying. Shui Miaomiao looked at Nine Fateful Enemy calmly.
Obviously Jiuchengqiu didn't believe it. He must be trying to be tough again. He grabbed Shui Miaomiao's hand on the table and said, "I'm here. Now that you have me, you can tell me anything. Although I don't have Mu An's Thoughtful, but I’ll always be there.”
Shui Miaomiao's breath tightened. It had to be said that the words of Ninefold Enmity touched his heart. What she needed was someone who could be her refuge when she was tired.
You don’t need to be powerful, you don’t need to be able to stand in front of yourself, as long as you exist and are willing to stand side by side, Shui Miaomiao can handle the rest.
However, Shui Miaomiao subconsciously shook off Jiuchengqiu's hand and said with a smile, "You are more proactive than before. What's wrong with you?"
