It’s not from deliberately disfiguring with tools; Ying Qi’s face now is truly indescribable.
If you look closely, it seems the features are the sa as before, but upon closer inspection, sothing feels off.
The whole face looks as if features from different faces have been forcibly pieced together, making it appear utterly unreal, sowhat frightening.
Moreover, so areas of the skin on this face have already started peeling.
Gu Shengyin stared at this face with so astonishnt, suddenly recalling the dicine she had stopped giving Ying Qi.
Indeed, the stand-in must maintain the exact sa figure and appearance as the master, so the White Jade Pill dication can never be halted.
If stopped...
The internal backlash is no joke.
Ying Qi seed sowhat confused, but the mont she saw Gu Shengyin, she snapped back to clarity.
She nearly scread as she looked at Gu Shengyin, "Who are you? What kind of person are you to dare impersonate the appearance of this palace?"
Gu Shengyin was silent.
She turned to look at Ying Yi, who had her head bowed: "What’s wrong with her?"
Ying Yi dared not lift her head: "Reporting to the master, Ying Qi couldn’t withstand the Shadow Guard’s punishnt and has gone mad."
"Gone mad?" This was beyond Gu Shengyin’s expectations.
As a Shadow Guard, they’ve undergone various specialized training from a young age; their willpower is quite astonishing.
Gu Shengyin did not believe Ying Qi would go mad so easily.
She did not approach but stayed beside Ying Yi, quietly asking, "Who are you?"
"Who am I?" Ying Qi was still lying on the ground, seeming confused for a mont before quickly straightening her body and holding a reserved expression: "I am the most noble Eldest Princess Yong Le of Da Qing."
Ying Qi did not realize that this deanor, paired with her now bizarre face, was truly unsightly.
However, among the only two spectators, Ying Yi kept her head down, not daring to make a sound, while Gu Shengyin had no interest in playing along with her confusion.
"Bring a mirror," Gu Shengyin said to Ying Yi.
"Yes." Ying Yi didn’t understand what the master intended but dutifully blew a whistle, and soone quickly arrived.
Gu Shengyin held the newly delivered mirror and tossed it directly in front of Ying Qi.
"Ying Qi, now look in the mirror at your own appearance. Who would think you are the noble Eldest Princess Yong Le?"
Upon seeing the mirror, Ying Qi quieted down.
Her sowhat blackened fingers fumbled and took the mirror from the ground, then her face appeared in the reflection.
"Smash!"
The next mont, the mirror shattered against the iron wall, breaking into pieces.
"No, no, this isn’t , this isn’t , this isn’t !" Ying Qi seed to break down, desperately shouting.
She shouted for a while, then tried to pick up the mirror again to look one more ti.
But the mirror had already been shattered by her and could no longer reflect anything.
Her hands eagerly searched the ground, piecing together several fragnts of the mirror, wanting to see her appearance again, indifferent to the several bloody cuts on her hands.
Gu Shengyin watched coldly from the side.
"Ying Qi, whether you are truly mad or pretending doesn’t matter to , nor does it matter to you, because for the rest of your life, never dream of escaping the chance for revenge."
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