Chapter 69 Battle of the Gods (fifty-eight) Goodbye
The warm spring water repelled the fatigue accumulated all day long, and the bright petals that emitted a strange fragrance slid across the skin. She slowly stood up, causing layers of waves. The two maids on the side hurriedly waited to put on her bathrobes, and the other gently held a thick towel to wipe the water droplets on her hair.
She raised her hand arrogantly, and the maids resigned respectfully, lowered their heads and looked directly at her without any offense. She stepped on the soft red carpet with barefoot, stood in front of a bronze mirror that was tall by one person, squinted her eyes and stared at her appearance, and couldn't help but sigh softly.
"Oh...is it still not effective?"
In the mirror, a petite figure quietly raised his head and looked at her. With a whoosh, her figure swayed, and the movement was so fast that the naked eye could hardly see clearly, he moved to the maid and grabbed her tender neck with a cold look, "Do you dare to laugh at me?"
"Snow Girl... Give up your life... No..." The maid struggled to squeeze out a few words from the cracks of her teeth, and tried her best to resist with both hands, trying to break free from the bondage. However, the snow girl's not very wide palm was extremely powerful, like a copper lock, slamming her throat tightly.
The other maids standing beside him were so scared that they lowered their heads deeper, not daring to do anything, for fear that the next turn would be her turn. The maid who was strangled to the neck struggled for a few times, and then she disappeared. The snow girl waved her hand in disgust and saw that the maid's body fell to the ground like a pool of mud, motionless.
One of the maids was slightly decorated in their clothes, and unlike other people's maids, they could tell that they were probably in charge. She waved to the outside of the door, and trotted in in groups of three or three, dragging the body out together.
The snow girl returned to the bronze mirror, and a touch of powerless sadness appeared on her cold face. The in charge was holding a silver comb with exquisite patterns and gently dressing her up.
"Dona, I'm really sad. Why do I treat them so well that they still disobey me and humiliate me?" The snow girl said, her eyes turned red and shed tears.
The maid in charge comforted her softly, "This is not your fault. Don't think too much, just blame them for being ungrateful!"
"You said...that prescription," the snow girl paused and asked hesitantly, "Will it work?"
The movements on Duna's hand quietly stopped, and then continued to comb her hair, with a firm tone of "Of course." She looked at the snow girl's face in the mirror again, "Look, your complexion is much better now than before!"
After she said this, the snow girl stared at her face in the mirror. Sure enough, the yellowish-brown dark spots that had been stubbornly imprinted on the skin of her face disappeared a lot without realizing it. It seemed that it would disappear in a short while! The jaw was a little sharper than before. It seemed that she was too anxious. The snow girl's mood improved greatly, and her eyes were much softer. "Thank you, Dona! You always have a way to calm me down."
Donna smiled faintly, "What do you say? It is my honor to serve you!"
Suddenly, a noisy sound came in through the cold window frame, "Catch him~~Quick~"
The snow girl was stunned and then regained her coldness. "Go and take a look!"
He said he would go and see, the snow girl didn't move. Donna listened silently, put down the comb, ran out in a hurry, and took the door with her. The snow girl was left alone, sitting in front of the mirror, her eyes were still staring at the mirror, but her consciousness had already drifted away. She was mediocre in appearance, or in other words, if she didn't have the opportunity to become the snow girl and have the power that can turn the world around, for ordinary people, how could she have the respected status and support now?!
"What made our great snow girl so sad?" Suddenly a hoarse male voice rang behind her back.
"Who?" Xue Nu exclaimed, holding a silver scepter in an instant, ready to fight. But she couldn't help but feel cold in her heart. Who was it? She broke in quietly, and she didn't notice it at all. If the man didn't speak out, he would assassinate her directly, the consequences would be unimaginable, and she was afraid that she would sweat coldly in her palms.
I looked closely and saw a man sitting in a black cloak on the floor, playing with her favorite, on the pastoral swing rocking chair, his feet shaking constantly, making the wooden rocking chair clatter. The wide cloak hat blocked the whole face tightly, with only a pair of pale hands passing through the cloak and exposed it outside.
"Don't be afraid! I want to hurt you. I just had time to start." The man in black said, making a grabbing move with both hands, which was very provocative.
Snow Girl thought about it secretly, and his words were not unreasonable. She calmed down and put on an iceberg-like expression again, responding, "Tell me, what is the purpose of you who deliberately came to see me in such a shameful way?"
The man in black trembled his shoulders, and a puff sound was made under his cloak, as if he was laughing. The snow girl rolled her eyes very disgustedly, and saw that the man seemed to stop laughing, coughed dryly, and continued to make a hoarse voice that made people feel extremely uncomfortable after hearing it, saying, "Become a snow girl, your temperament has really changed drastically! It turns out that you still have such a cold side, which really shocked me a little!"
What does it mean? Listening to this person, it seems that he had known her originally. Xue Nu tried hard to search in her mind. When did she meet such a "person"?
With a bang, the window was knocked open from outside, and a figure rolled in along the crack of the window. At the same time, the door was opened, and a woman walked in quickly and closed the door tightly.
"Oh, I C! I'm so sad!" The invader who rolled in through the window stood up, rubbed his back, and complained to himself.
"Who made you careless? You just have a door and don't leave. You have to squeeze in through the window." The woman who walked in through the door covered her mouth and laughed.
"You?" The two of them raised their faces. Snow Girl looked at them carefully. It turned out to be them.
"Hi! Long time no see!" The woman greeted the snow girl with a smile.
"Who is he?" Xue Nu asked with her eyes widened incredible and pointed at the man in black.
Chapter completed!