Genius Maiden Transmigrates: The Empress of Weapons

But why, obviously her body was gone, but she woke up again.

This hand, this body, and everything she saw in her eyes, were all clear and distinct, not an illusion.

"Niangniang, you must take this opportunity this time. In the palace, if you don't have the grace of your majesty, even if you are a concubine, your life will still be bleak." I don’t really want to say this. The few lines of words are vomiting, and I can’t stop looking at the zero face. "The emperor is good to you. You have to seize the opportunity to succeed. The other ladies in the palace can’t wait to occupy. After your status, overwhelm everything the emperor has given you."

The latter is immersed in an unspeakable atmosphere, unable to recover.

"Forget it, the slave maid will help you clean up first. The father-in-law of the Yaoguang Temple has come to urge it several times. At most half an hour, your majesty will be there." The little maid shook her head, and her eyes were kept busy. Get busy.

Zero did not stop, like a stiff puppet doll, sitting motionlessly on the pear wood carving peony, spreading his fingers, staring at the perfect catkin that could hardly find thick cocoons and scars.

No one knew what she was thinking.

No one understands how she feels at the moment... shock.

The chattering maiden and another silent woman in ancient costumes came to the dressing table. From a beautifully-made bronze mirror, you saw a fascinating shadow, the cold eyes suddenly shrunk, and the mind of zero appeared Three words: Vixen.

That's right, besides that, she really couldn't find any more suitable words to describe the shock that this face gave her.

Peachy skin, slippery like fat, a pair of dark and bright pupils with a faint dark purple color, which is more obvious when the light is strong, the two eyebrows are curved, and the entire face is red and white, combined together, beautiful Heart twitching.

What's more special is that the natural charm, the eye movements, Gu Panshengzi, smiles, raised his hands and feet, a different kind of romantic.

He subconsciously caressed his cheeks. Even the unbridled character that has been cultivated for many years, he couldn't help showing his face in horror at this moment.

The bronze mirror faithfully reflects everything that appears in front of it with its body. The beauty is like a woman transformed into a demon from the wilderness. She is covering her face with her hands in the same posture. Gnawing red lips.

And the pain that raged between the lips could not be felt at all.