Yun Zheng originally wanted to treat the wound on her face herself, but she never expected that the goddess would actually raise her hand and touch her wound, leaving a little blood on her fingertips.
The goddess calmly put down her blood-stained fingertips, then looked down at her and smiled, saying, "Let Yunniang treat your wound. Don't worry, it won't leave a scar."
It's still ugly whether there is a scar or not.
After the goddess finished speaking, she turned around without mercy and lay down on the luxurious fairy mink lounge chair again.
The 'Yunniang' she was talking about was the older maid.
Yunniang walked up to Yun Zheng, said "please" coldly, and then wiped the blood, healed the wound, and applied ointment for Yun Zheng in a businesslike manner.
During this process, Yun Zheng could feel that Yun Niang had murderous intentions towards her many times, probably because she slapped the goddess.
Yun Zheng glanced at the goddess out of the corner of her eye and saw that she seemed to be taking a nap.
Yun Zheng lowered her eyelashes slightly. What on earth did this goddess want to do by keeping her here? Could it be that she sensed the demonic aura within her?
Yunniang coldly instructed, "Don't let water touch your face these days."
"Okay, thank you." Yun Zheng nodded.
In the next few days, apart from the goddess occasionally giving her some trouble, nothing major happened.
The maids' eyes changed from coldness at first to kindness when they looked at her, because when the goddess lost her temper, Yun Zheng blocked all the anger for them.
From Yun Zheng's perspective, no matter what temper this dog goddess had, she would always blame it on her. She was simply a psychopath.
The goddess lazily lay on the marten recliner, propping up her head with one hand. She was as charming as she could be, both enchanting and delicate, but her voice was androgynous. "How long will it take to reach Tongtian Abyss?"
Yunniang didn't dare look at her at all. She lowered her head and replied respectfully, "In reply to the goddess, we'll be there in half an hour."
The goddess raised her eyes: "Well, don't forget what you should do."
"Yes, Your Highness the Goddess."
At this time, the goddess lazily called out, "Ugly girl, come here and massage your shoulders."
Upon hearing this, Yun Zheng maintained a standard smile, then slowly walked behind her, took the handkerchief handed to her by the maid beside her, and covered the goddess' shoulders with it.
The goddess also has mysophobia, but this mysophobia is the kind that comes and goes.
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