"She really doesn't know how to live or die." Prison's voice sounded in my mind.
Ling Luo sneered in her heart and communicated consciously: "In two months, let's wait and see the show."
"I'm full." Ling Luo stood up and smiled slightly, "Er Niang and Sister Yue, please take it easy."
Her unfazed look undoubtedly angered Ling Yue.
"Ling Luo!" Ling Yue gritted her teeth with hatred, her eyes full of arrogance, "You'd better not be arrogant. If you kneel down and beg me for mercy now, maybe when you are kicked out of the house, I will still be able to do it.
I will reward you with a few taels of silver out of great mercy."
"Ah? What?" Ling Luo pretended to be deaf and dumb, "Sister Yue, is the injury on your face healed?"
"You——" Ling Yue was angry.
The corners of Ling Luo's lips curved up, and a sly look flashed in her eyes, saying: "It's not healed yet, tsk tsk tsk, it's really pitiful. At the coming of age ceremony in two months, you will still appear like this ghost
In front of everyone?"
A trace of panic flashed in Ling Yue's eyes, and she said: "I am almost recovered, you don't need to worry!"
In the Kingdom of Xijiu, there is a custom. During the 16-year-old coming-of-age ceremony, a young girl will hold a brocade belt in her hand. If a young man comes up to take the brocade belt, it is considered to be an expression of love or a disguised form.
Propose marriage.
For a girl, the more people who come to compete for the ribbon, the more face she will gain and the more it proves her excellence!
Ling Luo looked at Ling Yue leisurely, and her voice was a bit narrow-minded: "If sister Yue's face doesn't get better, do you think there will be young gentlemen coming to compete for your ribbon?"
"Hmph, even if my face doesn't heal, countless young men will come to fight for it." Ling Yue's eyes were full of arrogance, "Martialism is the most respected thing in Tianyuan Continent, and I will soon break through to the sixth level.
, with my talent, looking at the entire Yingyang City, there will definitely be no more than ten!"
"Haha. Sister Yue feels really good about herself." Ling Luo raised the corners of her lips slightly, and the sarcasm in her eyes was unmistakable, "You must think too highly of men like creatures. With only force and no appearance, they will look down on you.
Fuck you?"
Ling Yue's eyes suddenly turned ugly.
"Sister Yue, you are not so naive, are you? Are you willing to be married by a man and used as a decoration, and then raise a bunch of side wives and concubines to have fun in front of you all day long?"
Ling Yue clenched her fists and bit her thin lips tightly, with a faint tendency to explode.
When Ling Luo saw this, a hint of amusement flashed in her eyes, "Very good, it's time now, it's time for her to close the net."
"Sister Yue, Luo'er has heard that Zhirentang, the largest auction house on Yingyang Street, is going to sell an elixir for removing saprophysis and muscle growth today. Maybe you can go and try it."
The eyes of Ling Yue and Mrs. Yu suddenly burst out with blazing light.
The things in the Hall of Humanity must be exquisite!
After Ling Yue's face was burned, it continued to fester, and black pus continued to flow out from the ulcerated area. The military doctors in the palace were helpless, and even the doctor who came from the palace of His Highness King Qi shook his head.
These days, Ling Yue is almost going crazy with anxiety. As the second most beautiful woman in Xijiu Kingdom, her face is her second life!
The Zhirentang Auction House on Yingyang Street has the only second-level alchemist in the country. All elixirs that come out must have staggering effects.
The alchemist is a national treasure!
After Ling Luo left, he saw Xuanyuan Yu at the door.