After working for a long time, I finally prepared the clothes and jewelry that I will wear when I go to the palace to see the Queen Mother tomorrow. I chose the most expensive and best for each piece.
"Su Yue will enter the palace tomorrow, let's see who can be better between the two of us." Su Baixi looked at her stunning self in the mirror and said coldly.
In terms of beauty, she thinks that no one can match her.
Before going to bed, he applied another layer of skin-beautifying cream that Ba Yiniang asked for from his uncle Meng Jiao on his face, and then fell asleep peacefully, just waiting for the arrival of tomorrow.
In the middle of the night, for some reason, Su Baixi's face suddenly felt a little itchy. She carefully pressed the itchy place with her fingertips.
She always pays great attention to the care of her skin. She never exerts too much force on her face, let alone picks it with sharp objects like nails.
After the itching subsided, she turned over and continued sleeping without taking it seriously.
But after only a moment, another part of her face started to itch again. This time she covered the itchy place with a handkerchief and scratched it twice gently through the silk handkerchief.
However, this time, the itch did not disappear immediately. Instead, it became more and more itchy, as if several small ants were crawling.
She endured the itching and pressed it with a handkerchief, determined not to scratch it with her nails, as she was afraid that her nails would leave any marks.
However, the itch was getting worse and worse, and it made her feel uncomfortable all over.
The itching is no longer just one or two small places, there are more and more itching places, and the itching is getting more and more severe.
Scratching through the veil no longer has any effect!
That kind of itch penetrates deep into the bones, like millions of ants crawling on the face.
She couldn't stand it anymore. She really couldn't stand it anymore. She pulled the veil off her face and reached out to grab it.
But!
No! No! You can't scratch it! It's so itchy that it will never end if you scratch it.
Tomorrow she will go to the palace to meet the Queen Mother and listen to the admonishment. If she makes a fool of herself, the Queen Mother will definitely be disappointed. No, no, no, no, no.
However, if she didn't scratch it, the itching feeling would be unbearable.
"Ah!" She hugged her face tightly with her hands, rolled on her breasts, and screamed in pain, her whole body trembling like a poisonous hair.
"I can't stand it, I can't stand it anymore!" She felt like she would die immediately if she didn't scratch the itch!
Finally, she couldn't control herself, so she stretched out her hand and scratched her face. She couldn't stop scratching, itching here and there, scratching there and there.
Gradually, the itch spread to every cell on my face.
She scratched her face randomly, but it seemed that all the ants had burrowed into her flesh. She had to use her nails to cut open all the flesh, pull out the ants bit by bit, and crush them to death.
He used his nails as sharp tools and scratched his face hard, but it was still itchy and he felt like he was about to die.
"Oh, oh!"
Finally she couldn't bear it anymore, and she rolled on her breasts impatiently, then fell from her breasts to the ground, rolling from one end to the other.
itch!
So itchy!
She grabbed and grabbed hard!
Grab and grab hard...
"Miss, what's wrong with you, what's wrong?" After hearing the noise here, the maid who was keeping watch outside ran in and quickly lit the candle in the room. She held the lamp and walked to Su Baixi.
"Ah! It's so itchy! Hurry, go to the doctor, go!" Su Baixi suddenly raised her head from her arms, the muscles on her face twitching violently.