My Crown Prince Consort Is a Firecracker Chapter 4: Five hundred and seventy-ninth

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Although Lingge has a painful expression on his face, since the son has already spoken, he can only do so.

So many good things, Ganoderma lucidum and Saussurea, alas...

The son burned to the flames in his anger, and blamed the girl with the paralyzed face.

She can accept it well!

Lingge quietly raised his eyes and glanced at the fifth son. Seeing that he entered the door with a cold face, he closed the door of the wing with a "click".

At the same time.

Somewhere in the inner city, Mrs. Guoan’s scolding and screaming sounded harshly.

The Handmaid Caihui opened the door tremblingly, and was almost slammed by a cup flying towards her.

She knelt down and cried, "Madam, madam, calm down."

"Why is it only you? Color painting, where did people die! Let her cook a bird's nest porridge, how come no one is seen now?"

"Is it because what I said has no effect now?"

Saihui shivered, and hurriedly stepped forward to please, "Madam, don't be angry, and Saihui will go to the small kitchen later."

"Aren't you going?" Mrs. Guoan roared angrily.

Saihui shook her body, not daring to say anything, she hurriedly got up from the ground, and walked backwards to the door.

"Wait." Mrs. Guoan gave a cold sullen face.

"Yes, ma'am."

"Give me the bronze mirror over there."

Guoan said with a sullen face, and said without giving up.

She has just taken several pills to restore her face in succession, and she thinks it should be effective now.

Caihui shook her body and quickly persuaded her in a low voice, "Madam, it's better for you to rest at ease now..."

"Bring it!" Guoan's face suddenly changed color, as if he was very dissatisfied with the painted girl, and he dared to refute her face to face.

Saihui quickly crawled over, took the bronze mirror and handed it to Mrs. Guoan.

Guo An took a breath and looked at himself in the bronze mirror, barely turning his back on his back.

Originally a long, tender face, now blacker than charcoal, as if it had been roasted in a stove charcoal for several days, it was ridiculously black.

I even wore a big red nose, with a black Qiuqiu tumor growing on the nose, half the size of a finger, it was very conspicuous!

"Ah!" Mrs. Guoan was so angry that she threw the bronze mirror to the ground, and threw everything that could be thrown around her.

She couldn’t believe it. After the emergency treatment with her medication, her face was still infested with toxins~ IndoMTL.com~ That **** little black snake, where it’s not good to bite, it took a bite. Bit her on the nose.

"Qiao Mu, Qiao Mu, I'm going to kill you Qiao Mu! Qiao Mu!!!" Mrs. Guoan screamed and beaten, and the hatred of Qiao Mu in her heart rushed to the highest point.

Painting didn't dare to make troubles, and stood aside with her hands shrank, not daring to say anything.

"What are you doing in a daze? Bring all the best pharmacist alchemists in the city over!"

She wants to treat her face!

How can she go out to see people with such a black and poisoned face.

"Yes, yes." Caihui quickly got up from the ground, grabbing the door.

Today's wife is really terrible. She may explode in anger at any time, venting the depression in her heart, and find a little girl to vent her anger.

She doesn't want to be the cannon fodder of that bad luck.