Hua Xi opened her eyes and wanted to cry without tears, God wouldn't be playing with her, right?

The time-traveling novels she has read, after the heroine crosses over, she usually finds that the body that was originally a waste is actually a super peerless genius, and since then, all kinds of anti-heaven plug-ins, and the enemies she kills have no armor left!

Why is she still a waste?

"No! Try again! "She never gives up!

An hour later......

Hua Xi hung her head and wrapped herself in the quilt, feeling that life was so difficult for the first time.

Could it be that such a thing as cultivating immortals really requires an innate physique? She has such a strong comprehension, and it doesn't help at all.

Playing with the little gourd on her wrist, she will never admit defeat, there will definitely be a way, with her cleverness, she will definitely be able to find an unusual way!

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I didn't sleep all night, and I studied the law in my memory, and it was already dawn.

Ling'er pushed the door in and said, "Miss woke up really early, just as Mrs. ordered, Miss is not well, and she still doesn't have to go to the academy today." ”

Although martial arts are respected in this era, the young masters and ladies of aristocratic families still go to the academy since they were young to learn poetry and etiquette.

Hua Xi thought about it, anyway, there was nothing to do, so it was better to go to the academy and take a look, so he spoke.

"I'm fine, let's go to the academy."

Ling'er bit her lip and said embarrassedly, "Miss, don't go today." ”

"Why?"

"Because ......"

"Are you afraid that if I go to the academy, I will hear those gossip?"

Ling'er nodded, and then said, "Although you don't have to pay attention to those rumors, Miss will inevitably feel uncomfortable when she hears them." ”

"No, it won't." How could someone who has nothing to do with it hurt her with a few words?

Ling'er couldn't resist her, so she had to help her comb her hair and dress up seriously.

She took out a set of snow-white wide-sleeved liuxian dresses, Hua Xi squinted at it, and her face was a little ugly: "Don't wear this." ”

In the past, Mo Huaxi always imitated Mo Qianxue, and this dress was exactly the same as Mo Qianxue.

But Mo Qianxue is eighteen years old this year, tall and tall, and naturally wears it like a fairy, while fourteen-year-old Mo Huaxi is relatively small, and if she dresses so cumbersomely, she will only look old-fashioned.

Ling'er was puzzled, this dress was the third lady's favorite, because the eldest lady often wore it......

Hua Xi walked to the wardrobe and flipped through it casually, all the snow-white long skirts were mature and cumbersome, she finally found a more pleasing one, brought scissors, clicked three or two, those elegant, decorative, useless, all cut off!

The transformed clothes are put on, there is no drag on the ground, there are no complicated streamers, a simple long skirt, covered with a white silk robe, tied with a belt, simple but not losing the style of the lady, playful and cute, and a faint bit of heroic taste.

She picked a copper lock plate from the jewelry box and hung it, the size of a palm, except for the hollow moire around it, the center was smooth and round, like a mirror.

"Come and comb your hair." Waving to the stunned Ling'er, Mo Huaxi thought in her heart that she should make a few new clothes.

Ling'er walked over slowly and said, "I'll help Miss count the butterfly buns......"

"A bun is fine." A fourteen-year-old girl with a butterfly bun and a hairpin full of hairpins, how disobedient? Little girls, there should be little girls' elves cute!

"Yes." Her aura was too strong, Ling'er didn't dare to disobey, and a pair of skillful hands quickly combed the bun, and specially left two small braids.