The Queen's Rebirth: Your Highness, please bow your head

The road to winning the game was pointed out to her by Xia Si himself. Despite the reluctance on his face before going out, he still temporarily detoxified her from the poison.

Probably because they had never rehearsed together, she was also very uncertain about the tacit understanding between Bei Gong and her.

Anyway, success or failure depends on one move, even if she has never choreographed, she still has to bite the bullet. People like Bei Gong who received Western education from a young age and come from a famous family should not be able to trouble him with any pas de deux.

Just as she stepped out of the elevator and was about to go to the room assigned in advance to change clothes, a somewhat familiar figure walked up to her.

Sang Chen walked towards her proudly, as if she was about to change clothes, no one else was allowed to enter here, and only she carried the big and small bags herself.

but. . .This direction is the dressing area for all girls. . .

Seeing her approaching, Sang Chenyou put on an expression determined to win, "I will join this welcome dance as a special guest! You said that if Beigong saw that I resumed my women's clothing...would you be right? It’s impossible to even look at you? You, who have a similar appearance to mine, have been disfigured after all!”

As she spoke, she sneered at the scar on Mu Yuluo's left face, gloating at his misfortune.

Mu Yuluo ignored her taunts, and still kept a confident smile on her face, which made Sang Chenyou's self-satisfied expression stiffen for a moment. She stood up straight and looked into her eyes without fear, with a calmness beyond her age Sang Chenyou's body trembled suddenly due to his self-cultivation.

She sneered, as if she felt that her behavior was childish, and gave her a free and easy back, "We'll wait and see."

Without any reason or basis, she always firmly believed that Beigong would definitely stand by her side, this time. . .She is like a red-eyed gambler, betting everything on herself, including her reputation, friendship, family affection, and more. . .love.

Now she doesn't seem to understand how she feels about Beigong, even though she knows that he has a good friend who looks like her, she still keeps her trust in him.

Whether Xias' prophecy comes true depends on tonight. . .

It is said that tonight's welcome dance will not only be a strict assessment of dancing skills and temperament, but appearance will also be one of the assessment items. . .

Among them, appearance is a bit shocking. After all, appearance is given by parents. If you can choose, no one wants to be ugly. This kind of assessment seems to be a bit difficult for others.

The self in the vanity mirror has already changed into an expensive and elegant dress. The long skirts are overlapping, like surging black sea waves. The design is bold and novel, and the body can still make various large arcs. Movements can form an indescribable beauty, especially the intertwined design of tassels and skirts, which can make people present colorful and complex brilliance and patterns during the rotation process, which plays a good role in foil.

After the make-up artist finished the task and left, Mu Yuluo carefully looked at the hideous scar on her face, frowning slightly as if considering whether to tear it off.

The white and slender fingers were slightly placed on the end of the scar, and the movements were extremely slow, but they withdrew their hands in the end.

For some reason, she smiled secretly at herself in the mirror.

When I arrived at the venue, the venue that had already been arranged was magnificent, and the soothing and melodious piano music made people feel extra relaxed, instantly adding a little elegance to this grand event.