After decadence (rebirth)

Thousand elegant wooden houses could not put down the large bathtub, Xiao Jiuzheng asked the guards to erect a new wooden house right next to the wooden house to put down the bathtub as a wooden house for bathing.

Qianya looked at more than a dozen guards Daxing civil newly renovated cabin, and knew that Xiao Jiucheng really decided to spend it with herself, and moved the life of the palace with honor. After all, more than a dozen guards were enough for her to summon, just two more were needed for her to summon.

“Xiao Jiuzheng, are you crazy?” Chiya watched Xiao Jiu's accomplishments come down like this and felt the seriousness of the problem, which is completely different from her own personal feelings and the joy of living with Xiao Jiuzheng.

“The day I lost her, I was insane. You don't understand, I was in a different kind of pain than she was.” Xiao Jiuzheng looked at Qianya, thinking that Qianya still had no intention of going back with herself or even staying with herself. Thinking of this, Xiao Jiuzheng's tears slipped down, she could not bear to lose again, and she would never let herself bear to lose again, it was really too painful.

Qian Ya looked at Xiao Jiuzheng's tearful face, his heart hurts suddenly, kind of like the softest heart, by a pair of heartless hands, squeezed in the palm of the hand, that hand called destiny. Qian Ya dared not look at Xiao Jiuzheng, she did not go too far. She feared that if she saw it herself, she would fail to join the army. She would agree to all of Xiao Jiuzheng's demands. However, either option, Qian Ya felt intense pain, which was stronger than ever. She couldn't resist Xiao Jiuzheng, but she couldn't accept the fact that she had become ugly. On the one hand, she had a blade, and on the other, she had a prick. On either side, she could blur her mind. But she couldn't resist Xiao Jiuzheng's pain, but she didn't want Xiao Jiuzheng to be good enough.

“Ugly, can you hold me as her?” Xiao Jiuzheng looked afraid to look at her own Qianya. She knew that Qianya's heart was also in pain. She was in constant pain. Qianya was wrapping her heart in her heart as hard as she could. There was a blur in the flesh, but she was afraid of pain, unwilling to clean the wound, and the wound could never heal.

Chia didn't refuse, she couldn't refuse Xiao Jiuzhen, she reached out and held Xiao Jiuzhen into her arms, hugging the temperature, let Chia's tears slide silently in the veil.

Xiao Jiucheng was also crying. She felt that she was not good enough, not good enough enough to give Chia enough trust, but she felt that Chia had reason not to trust herself enough for not fulfilling her responsibility to protect properly.

Qian Ya did not rush Xiao Jiuzheng away again, but only became more anxious. She knew that leaving Xiao Jiuzheng here was not a long-term plan.

Every night was Xiao Jiuzhu's toughest time, because she had to work hard to get the veil off Chiya's face every day.

On that night, Xiao Jiuzheng looked at Chiya in her sleep. She still couldn't resist that impulse and * *. She renewed her commitment, but she valued Chiya more, so Xiao Jiuzheng didn't mind letting herself be a trustless person.

After a few days of intense struggle, she finally decided to unveil Chia Ya. At this moment, she looked at Chia Ya Ya Ya, her heart was trembling, like the day she married Chia Chapel, Chia Ya unveiled her red head for a moment. But more than that day, the tension, even less than that, was a little more scared, afraid of being discovered by Chia Ya, and something unforeseeable happened to him. Xiao Jiusheng took a deep breath and tried to calm the tension in her heart at this moment, but her hands stretched out to Chia Ya's face trembled sharply. She told herself that it had to be steady. It was necessary for her to clean the wound for Chia Ya. Thus, Xiao Jiusheng slightly trembled and stretched out her fingers. Xiao Jiuzheng swallowed her saliva once, the most stressful moment of her life.

Xiao Jiuzheng unveiled the veil very, very lightly, and was not awakened because he trusted himself. Xiao Jiuzheng looked under the candlelight, more than ten beautiful knife marks, that once beautiful face, at this moment, ugly face is nothing, even though Xiao Jiuzheng's heart had predicted the results, but at this moment, looking at these daunting scars, she was still strongly shocked, that kind of heartache, unable to own the pain, let her instinct hold her mouth tightly, did not make herself cry out to wake up and sober. She hated herself so much, hated herself for failing to protect Chia Ya, hated herself for not finding Chia Ya sooner, hated herself for not being able to alleviate the pain for Chia Ya, all of which made Xiao Jiuzhu feel extremely painful at this moment. At this moment Xiao Jiuzheng had to also put a few knives on her face. If Chia Ya feared her ugliness, she wouldn't mind making herself ugly to accompany her.

Xiao Jiuzheng was so distressed to put on the veil for Chia Ya. This night, she could not sleep, lay on the pillow, silent tears, tears soaked the pillow.

When she woke up the next day, Qianya woke up and found Xiao Jiuzheng's reddish eyes staring at herself, Qianya was shocked, she felt a feeling of □ □ naked anxiety, her instincts reached out and touched her face, she felt the veil was still there, but there was still a kind of secret that might not be a secret scare.

“Why are your eyes so red?" She cried because she didn't know what Xiao Jiu had become.

“I missed her so much that I couldn't help but cry.” Xiao Jiuzheng couldn't help but shed tears. The teardrop dropped onto a thousand elegant veils. Through the fabric of the veil, she burned a thousand elegant faces with uneven skin, and Chia felt her heart was burned, very painful.

“If you really miss her too much, if you don't think I'm too ugly, think of it as her.” Chia Ya doesn't know how to comfort Xiao 90%, that's all he can say.

It was just ugly words and stinging Xiao Jiuzheng, Xiao Jiuzheng lay in front of Chia Ya's chest, tears were even more fierce. She never knew that she would have so many tears, she couldn't help but shed them.

Looking at Xiao Jiuzheng like this, Qianya suddenly thought of something, panicked to push Xiao Jiuzheng away.

“Are you... peeking at me...” asked Chiya uncertainly.

“Qianya...” Xiao Jiuzheng shouted Qianya's name, that tone contained too much emotion, heartache, sadness, as thick as ice that could not be dissolved.

“I am not alone, I am no longer, you said not to look, why should I...” Thinking that Xiao Jiuzheng has already seen the ugly self, Chia cannot bear to roar at Xiao Jiuzheng, as if that fragile skin was exposed to that fierce sun, every inch of skin was burned uncovered and flesh blurred.

“If you care about appearance and not want to be with me, can I be ugly with you?” Xiao Jiuzheng also did not know when to have an additional sharp dagger against her delicate skin. Soon, her delicate skin was bleeding from the sharp blade of the dagger.

“I'll row as many as you have on your face, I don't mind adding a few more, a little uglier than you, so you have no reason to escape!” Xiao Jiuzheng grabbed the dagger tightly and shouted unusually firmly at Qianya.