Chapter 1987: Don't pretend, isn't that what you did?

Xia Housu is still wondering, this court is so serious and quiet as a chicken, how can someone dare to make such a squeaky voice?
Who? Stupid pig, then no eyes!
however.
When she glanced around, she found that everyone was watching her!
She frowned and looked at herself with a glance, and finally realized that those strange, sly voices were actually sent from themselves.
That stupid pig is her!
She bit her lip, and her heart is a little messy. What happened?
How can I control the swallowing water, scorn, and then... the hand is a little itchy...
Because of the uncontrollable itching, she subconsciously rubbed her trousers with her hands, and the throat also uttered a more weird hum.
She swallowed her tongue and raised her hand to see what was going on.
As a result, she was shocked!
At the palm of my hand and at the back of my hand, I don’t know when I had a spotted pockmark, and they came out one by one and looked like they were covered with black sesame seeds.
very scary!
The point is, itchy!
What surprised her even more is that this symptom should obviously appear in the North Palace, and finally spread to the North Palace to read the face.
This is obviously the effect of disfiguring powder!
Why, inexplicably appear on yourself?
When she popped the disfigured powder just now, she used nails. She didn’t have any hand on her back. It’s absolutely impossible to make mistakes.
unless……
Xiahou Susu’s pupils stunned and stunned, looking at the audience, the two-year-old the auditorium!
now.
The North Palace in the audience, sitting in the auditorium, looks like a normal two-year-old milk bag, no difference!
Even, I followed the crowd and sighed: "Yeah, the aunt's hand is sick and serious, black and ugly, she will not feel bad, good self-esteem... looks pitiful..."
Around her, the little troupe turned her head and glared at her with a cold look: "Don't pretend, isn't that what you made for her?"
The North Palace chanted and coughed, and quickly grabbed the mouth of the small corps, whispered: "Duke brother, how do you know?"
Miyazaki's lips twitched slightly: "You just had nothing to do with her to hand over the paper? The problem is on the note? What poison is so ugly to her?"
Beigong mourns his mouth: "That's not my poison. I have a poison that is so low in quality and so bad in quality? Where do I know that this poison is a long-lasting numb? I knew it and wiped her face directly!"
Miyazaki: "..."
The line is more toxic.
Your society and society, OK?
Bei Gong’s thoughts pushed the arm of the small group:
You don’t want a disdainful eye for your brother. I’m not poisoning anyone. I’m treating him with his own way. This poison is what she wants to give me first, and I am blocked by halfway! Oh, when I say that I used a note to block her poison, it seems that her hand is a bit strange... her How does the hand feel like a puncture? It seems that there is a layer of skin. It makes me almost think that the poison is unsuccessful. Now it seems to be quite successful. The poison of the powder has all bounced back... ..."
When the little corps listened, there was no reason to think about Xia Housu’s nostalgia in the multi-layered skin. Instead, she was shocked: "She just wanted to do it for you?"
He only hated that his medical skills were not refined and he did not find it at all.
The North Palace is thinking that he is so nervous, and his heart is sweet.