King, Queen Wants Divorce Again!

Su Zixuan's face flushed red. If it wasn't for her good foundation, she would still be able to seduce people from afar at this moment.

She mumbled, "Easily... "Too much …" She didn't even know what she was saying.

Thinking of the hairpin that Chu Yixuan had just taken out, Su Zixuan reached out and touched her hair bun. As expected, she touched a strand of that ice-cold hair.

She walked slowly to the dressing mirror, wanting to see what the hairpin on her head looked like. She also wanted to see her own face, to know how red it was where she had been touched.

The woman in the bronze mirror had a red rash all over her face, making her look even more terrifying. However, the hairpin on her head seemed to have a metallic quality to it.

When Su Zixuan saw him, she had also been frightened. How could her beautiful face have suffered such a terrible fate? However, she could guess who it was, so she didn't panic.

The way Tao Muyun expressed her discontent was too shallow. In this entire residence, who had the ability like her to make others disfigure their faces so easily?

And there was also Prince Jin. Thinking of how he had examined her face before, Su Zixuan felt a little awkward. In the end, she didn't know how he had managed to bite her.

Even she didn't dare to look at his terrifying face for too long.

At this moment in the night, Su Zixuan thought that even if she went to find Tao Muyun, she wouldn't be able to get the antidote. However, she still had to meet someone. With such a face, how could she go out?

All she wanted to know was how many days it would take if she didn't use the antidote. It wasn't that she wasn't angry at Tao Muyun for doing this, but no matter how angry she was, there was nothing she could do. She could only ask Prince Jin for help, but the more she did, the more she would help.

He was angry, yet he couldn't do anything about it. This caused everyone to feel depressed.

This feeling of helplessness left her unaccustomed. There were many things that she could do that were tied down. She needed to ask others for help, and she also needed to ask someone for help. What she could endure couldn't be small.

"Bang." The sound of someone knocking against the window rang out. Su Zixuan opened the door and saw a small porcelain bottle lying there. The words on the slip of paper were written neatly. Su Zixuan had seen Tao Muyun's prescription and knew that it was hers.

If it wasn't for the servants sending it over, the only one who would secretly place it at the window would be Prince Jin.

Su Zixuan lay down and allowed Qingyue to evenly spread out the cool paste. Other than her face, most of her body was covered in a rash. Fortunately, there was enough paste in the porcelain bottle.

Qing Yue's strength was moderate, she was afraid of hurting her mistress' delicate skin.

As for Su Zixuan, she closed her eyes to rest. She understood Tao Muyun, so she wasn't too worried when she saw her face.

However, this ability was indeed shocking. If it were any other person with a bad mindset, it would not be as simple as a rash.

She was still glad that Tao Muyun hadn't done anything bad to her.

A few days later, when Tao Muyun saw Su Zixuan, it was a completely different scene. His gaze landed on Su Zixuan's flawless face, carrying traces of unwillingness, but more of it was grievance. Senior Martial Brother had scolded her for this woman more than once.

Tao Muyun vaguely realized that perhaps senior apprentice brother really did like Su Zixuan. There was a difference in the way he treated her, in the way he treated her.

She wasn't willing to give up. Although Su Zixuan had a good character and good looks, a person like senior brother should like her. Having grown up together, they couldn't be called childhood sweethearts.

But the Senior Brother seemed to take her as his younger sister.

She felt a little sad.

Su Zeyuan watched from the side. He didn't know why this annoying bastard didn't look happy, but he still decided to comfort her. Now that he was one year older, his mental perception of the emotions of others had grown stronger as well.

Ye Zichen handed over his favorite bean cake. When he was willing to share his favorite food, it meant that this person was rather important to him.

In Su Zhe Yuan's heart, Tao Muyun was his only playmate.

Without realizing it, Tao Muyun picked up the pastries from the plate and began to eat. After a while, she started to pinch the bean cake on the plate and eat it piece by piece.

Su Zhe Yuan looked a little anxious. He only had this amount all day, but Tao Muyun ate his mouth twice.

He quickly snatched the plate back and held it in his arms. When Tao Muyun still wanted to eat more, he realized that he couldn't touch the plate anymore and only then did he regain his senses.

Seeing Su Zhaoyuan holding the plate like she was protecting her food, she felt depressed in her heart. Was she not even able to eat a piece of cake?

She took the opportunity when Su Zhe Yuan wasn't prepared to grab her, picked her up and ran. As she ran, she ate and proudly turned her head to look at the flustered and exasperated Su Zhe Yuan who had caught up.

However, as soon as he turned his head, he was choked. Just as he stopped, the thing in his hand was snatched away by Su Zhe Yuan. But right now, there was nothing in his plate.

Su Zhe Yuan was very angry. He poured a cup of tea and passed it to Tao Muyun, purposely not reminding her that the tea had only been served not too long ago and that it was a little hot.

Tao Muyun took the teacup and was slightly grateful to Lord Su Zhe Yuan for not caring about these people. He impatiently took a sip and his tongue immediately became numb from the scalding heat.

This could be considered as getting into trouble. After another round of beatings, Tao Muyun finally let out his resentment.