Warning : Providence the Beauty is Driven to Villainy

The beauty’s face was wooden.

Wen Xian slowly nodded, silently acknowledging that this attendant could do whatever he wanted on his face and play with some strange things.

After the time for one incense stick to burn.

After a cup of tea’s time.

After two hours.

Wen Xian was speechless.

There were countless times when he wanted to flip the table and quit, but when he thought of a certain someone, he suppressed it and allowed this person to play with his face.

Just as Wen Xian was about to fall asleep.

“Fengjun, it’s done. What do you think?”

He opened his eyes.

Her feather-like eyelashes were like open fans, and her eyes were as exquisite as black jade. She was unbelievably beautiful.

The person reflected in the mirror.

She put on light makeup.

Her eyebrows were slightly outlined, making them look slightly long and narrow. Her delicate eyebrows and eyes were stunning, and there was even a thin layer of Rouge on her cheeks, adding a bit of femininity.

Wen Xian was speechless.

Who was the ghost in the mirror?

His fair forehead twitched, and he couldn’t bear to look at it.

“Remove them,” Wen Xian ordered with a cold face.

The attendant shook his head in embarrassment, your Royal Highness, this makeup looks so good. His Majesty will definitely like it.

Wen Xian was silent for a while.

“Really?” he asked doubtfully.

As he spoke, he raised his long, white fingers and gently touched his beautiful face.

His tone was ethereal.

The attendant kept nodding like a chick pecking at rice. His Majesty will definitely like it.

Wen Xian laughed at himself.

What was he doing?

This woman was clearly his enemy, but not only did he not want to take revenge, but he was also willing to use his beauty to please her, to please this heartless woman…

He really was a joke.

Wen Xian closed his eyes slightly.

She was his calamity.

He could not avoid it.

Wen Xian met a person on his way to Chaoyang Palace. It was in the Imperial Garden. He didn’t pay attention to this person at first.

Until Wen Xian heard someone call the young man “servant he.”

The snow-robed beauty stopped in her tracks.

He shoujun?

.. Was he the person who had received her favor for seven days?

Wen Xian looked up and frowned slightly. His fingers that were gripping his sleeves slowly tightened, and the aura around him suddenly sank.

The teenager that entered her sight.

That face was extremely familiar.

His eyes and brows were very similar to his. In particular, with the snow-white clothes, they were 80% similar. At a glance, it actually made Wen Xian feel like he was looking at himself.

His heart skipped a beat.

So, why did she dote on this person?

Was it because of this face?

He Luo realized someone’s gaze had fallen on him, he also raised his eyes to look at the other person, his pupils suddenly enlarged, his lips were trembling.

“Who is this?”

He was asking the attendant behind him.

The servant’s body trembled like a sieve as he replied in a trembling voice,

“”This is, this is the Royal concubine.”

He Luo felt his feet go soft.

The Royal concubine?

Why did the Royal concubine look so similar to him?

.. No, it should be said that he was so similar to the Royal concubine.

So, the reason why he was favored was all because of this face that was similar to the Royal concubine’s?

He Luo’s face paled a bit.

No wonder … No wonder His Majesty had never really consummated their marriage…

He was just a fake, a substitute.

He Luo couldn’t help but once again raise his eyes to look at the unparalleled man in white not far away, and lowered his head in shame.

Even though they looked extremely similar.

However, a counterfeit was a counterfeit.

Compared to the Royal concubine, he was as insignificant as dust..