"It's useless. A maid can't catch it. She ran away under her nose."

Seeing Feng Yue's corpse, Feng Qingshui is not in a good mood. Now she is even worse when she hears that Alan rushes to Zhenguo general's house to save people and leaves Zhenguo general's house safely.

The guard knelt on the ground, did not dare to speak, anyone can hear the wind light water, this will be very bad mood.

Feng Qingshui still felt that her whole face was itchy and painful. She had seen herself in the bronze mirror.

This windy and watery face is really terrible. All the skin on her face is festering and purulent. There is almost no good skin. The skin in some places has even turned up. At first glance, this face will have a very frightening feeling.

The rest of the words, Juxiang did not dare to say, directly covered his mouth.

"Miss, your face..."

When the chrysanthemum fragrance came back with the doctor, she was shocked by the sight.

Ju Xiang was just about to go back to the house to recover her life. Hearing the wind and light water, she immediately took back her front foot and trotted to the doctor.

Feng Qingshui had an ominous premonition in his heart. He didn't dare to look in the mirror at all. He immediately cried, "Ju Xiang, come on, go and get the doctor right away."

Feng Qingshui changed into a light purple dress and suddenly felt that her face was itchy. She reached out and scratched. It was ok if she didn't, but the more she scratched, the more itchy it was. She didn't dare to scratch again, but she had an unbearable feeling.

After applying the powder, Ju Xiang immediately went down and gave orders.

"I'm going to inform the kitchen."

"No, let the kitchen prepare some porridge and pickles for me. I have no appetite."

Ju Xiang applied water powder to Feng Qingshui's face. Seeing Feng Qingshui's calm face, he asked in a low voice, "Miss, do you still prepare lotus root powder balls for breakfast?"

Ladies of all families pay great attention to their appearance. They always wear Rouge every day. Originally, they should dress up to celebrate the new year. Because of the wind, the wind and the water are not in the mood to dress up.

Wind light water sitting in front of the dresser, let Juxiang give her a light make-up.

The next morning, Feng Qingshui gets up. It's not appropriate to make a public announcement about the events after the Spring Festival. If the new year's Day is spread out, it's very bad luck, but he is buried quietly.

No matter for herself or Fengyue, she won't let Su Jiusi go.

She and Su Jiusi will die. She doesn't believe what Fu Chenrong will do to the general's house of Zhenguo for a su Jiusi. Since it's her who has done all this, Feng Qian's attitude Fu Chenrong has known for a long time that she shouldn't be angry with Feng Qian, and she dares to bear all this.

Today is a terrible day. Feng Qian advised her to stop. She knew what he meant, and she knew what he meant. But she didn't want to live in the days that Feng Qian said. She was never a person who pursued stability, or she would not go to the battlefield.

Feng Qingshui waved her hands impatiently. After everyone stepped down, she sat alone in front of the dresser.

"Throw it to the dog! Step back. "

"Miss, what about the body?"

Seeing the doctor coming in, he immediately rushed over and grabbed the doctor's hand. His voice was very urgent. "Show me quickly. What's wrong with my face? What's wrong with my face?"

Ju Xiang stepped back in fright. Even the doctor was frightened by the appearance of wind and light water. It was really terrible that a good young lady turned into this.

The doctor didn't dare to show anything in front of fengqingshui. He said calmly, "don't worry, miss. Let me feel the pulse for you first."