After killing the system, he was bound to Zai's father again.

Ignore the surprise in Zhu Yan's eyes.

Yunyue's fingers carefully stroked the right side of his face, and even rubbed it carefully.

Finally, she had to accept the fact that this ugly face was indeed real and not fake.

In ordinary novels, there is no plot to deliberately act ugly.

Red spiderweb-like veins lay dormant under the smooth and white skin, bringing the ultimate damage to this beautiful face.

Yunyue held the mirror and stared at the "polarized" face for a long time before accepting it.

She put the mirror back on the frame of the dressing table and said to Zhu Yan: "Brush my hair."

Maybe Yunyue's excitement just now scared her, so Zhu Yan didn't dare to say anything at this time.

He responded with a sigh, picked up the comb and started to dress up.

As Huang Qiuli's personal maid, Zhu Yan's dressing skills are very good.

Within a moment, Yunyue had combed her hair.

He even deliberately put some hair down on the right side to cover the right side of his face.

Yunyue looked at the hair on the right side and felt it was too obstructive. It blocked her eyes from time to time, which made people feel irritated.

She said to Zhu Yan: "Comb all the hair on the right side and cover your eyes."

Zhu Yan hesitated: "But... the young lady always dressed like this."

Yunyue really doesn’t know.

She woke up in a mass grave last night. Her hair was disheveled at that time. How could she know what hairstyle she had worn in the past?

Yunyue brushed her hair: "No matter how it was in the past, it will be combed up in the future."

Although this face is not good-looking, it is not her temperament to be secretive.

Zhu Yan: "...Yes."

Even though she felt weird in her heart, she did as she was told and combed her hair up.

After putting on her makeup, Yunyue walked towards Wanluo Pavilion where Mrs. Qiu was, guided by Zhu Yan.

As soon as Yunyue entered the main hall of Wanluo Pavilion, she saw Mrs. Qiu Huang Qianrong sitting at the top, Huang Qiuli standing beside her, and several wives and maids standing respectfully at the bottom.

Huang Qiuli saw Yunyue combing the hair on the right side of her face, exposing her entire face, and surprise flashed in her eyes.

Then he looked at Zhu Yan with displeasure.

Zhu Yan noticed the coldness in her eyes, turned slightly pale, and lowered her head in panic.

Yunyue didn't do anything after entering. She just stood carelessly in the middle of the main hall, looking around at the surrounding layout.

Not only is this room spacious, but it is also magnificently decorated, with smooth black stone floors, expensive and colorful jade and porcelain, and even the tables and chairs are made of fine wood.

In comparison, the courtyard where she lived was worse than a beggar's den.

This original person seems to be a "soft persimmon"!

A woman standing next to her didn't show any courtesy when she saw Yunyue coming. She just stood there looking around and immediately scolded her: "Why don't you show respect to your wife when you see her? You don't have any manners at all!"

Hearing this, Yunyue turned to look at the mother-in-law who spoke out, stared at her for a few seconds, and then suddenly smiled: "Are you telling me about education?"

"Then you must first ask your wife if she is well-educated?"

"Ask her again, should I salute her, or should she salute me?"

As soon as Yunyue said these two words, the hall fell silent for an instant.

Everyone looked at Yunyue with astonishment.

I don't blame them for their reaction, mainly because Yunyue used to speak softly.

In addition, because of my ugly face, I always huddled up, lowered my head, and did not dare to look at people.

But today, not only did she comb her hair up for the first time, showing her ugly face openly, but she also held her head high and spoke in such a stern voice.

The mother-in-law felt inexplicably panicked when she was stared at by Yunyue, and her voice trembled as she said, "What are you talking about?"

"What...what is it? Husband...ma'am, I'll give you...a salute."

Yunyue looked at Mrs. Qiu, raised her brows, and said with a faint smile: "Ms. Qiu Huang, what do you think? This servant is not sensible, are you not sensible too?"

"What? Have you really forgotten your identity?"

"Do I need to salute you?"

Although her tone was calm, her words were anything but gentle.

Mrs. Qiu looked at Yunyue's smiling face and was annoyed at being called "Qiu Huang" unceremoniously in public. She forced a smile.

"You girl, you are still so naughty. Why should you be polite or not? Why do you care about this as a family?"

After saying that, she gave the old lady a hard look.

"Unruly old guy, what is your identity? Yue'er, are you the one who can teach me?"

After scolding the mother-in-law, Mrs. Qiu stood up and walked towards Yunyue.

Originally she was walking to Yunyue's right side, but looking at her right face, she turned around and walked to her left side.

He held her wrist affectionately and walked to one of the upper seats, asked her to sit down, and then sat down in another seat.

Pushing a plate of pastries on the table, he said in a gentle tone: "Come on, let's eat some pastries to fill your stomach. Lunch will be coming soon. You probably haven't eaten anything since early morning."

Yunyue took a look at the cakes at hand, and they looked pretty good.

She reached out and was about to pick it up, but when her fingers were about to touch the pastry, she suddenly paused.

He raised his wrist and turned to look at Zhu Yan.

Zhu Yan was originally standing below, looking at the two people above her like the other servants.

Unexpectedly, Yunyue suddenly turned to look at her, and she felt confused.

Others in the main hall also followed Yunyue's gaze and looked at her.

Being looked at by so many pairs of eyes, her heart turned from confusion to panic.

What's going on here?

What did she suddenly do?

She was silent just now!

Zhu Yan's eyes were flustered and erratic, and she accidentally met Yunyue's eyes.

Then it fell into her hand again by some strange combination of circumstances, and in the flash of lightning, she suddenly understood something.

She quickly walked a few steps to the washstand nearby, wetted a clean white towel, and handed it to Yunyue.

Yunyue glanced at Zhu Yan with satisfaction, took the wet white towel and wiped her hands carefully, handed it back to Zhu Yan, then picked up a piece of pastry and ate it slowly.

The main hall suddenly became quiet, and everyone watched Yunyue finishing a piece of pastry in eerie silence.

Yunyue swallowed the pastry gracefully, nodded, and commented: "Not bad."

Then, she looked at Mrs. Qiu sitting next to her.

"Listen to that black cake face and your niece, do you want to see me for something?"

After hearing this, Mrs. Qiu's heart tightened inexplicably and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

I don't know what's going on. Although the person in front of me has changed a little from before, he is still Yunyue. No matter how he changes, he won't change much.

But she was actually nervous about her question.

Mrs. Qiu pinched herself quietly with her hand under her sleeve, suppressing the inexplicable emotions in her heart.

He straightened his expression and asked: "I heard from my servants that you entered the city from outside the city this morning and fainted as soon as you entered the city gate. Or were you sent back by the soldiers guarding the city?"

"What did you, a girl, do last night? Why did you go out of town?"

"What happened to you outside last night?"

After saying this, Mrs. Qiu's tone became more serious and her voice became louder and louder.

It seems as if Yunyue has done something wrong that cannot be tolerated by nature.

Mrs. Qiu's confidence has also gone from being insufficient at the beginning to being extremely powerful now.

The atmosphere in the main hall became more and more condensed as she asked questions.

Others subconsciously held their breath, not daring to breathe out.

However, the condensed atmosphere was broken by Yunyue's sneer.

"Are you questioning me?"