57: Gentle, Cold Laughter (Part 3) _1
Translator: 549690339
After biting into the hardtack twice, she struggled to swallow it down but seemed to choke a little, so she quickly squatted by the river to scoop up some water and drink.
After the food that was stuck in her throat went down, she looked at the rippling river surface. Her own facial features were unclear in the reflection, but she could still make out that ugly face...
"That's right!"
She suddenly slapped her forehead and pulled out the tender shoots she had picked earlier. As she squeezed the shoots, a slightly sticky, colorless liquid oozed out.
Dong Huiying used the liquid to smear over her dark freckled face, and stuffed the flesh of the shoots into her mouth. Treating both internally and externally, she believed that in about a month, she might turn into a beauty?
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As time ticked by, Dong Huiying leaned against a stone by the river. Whether out of boredom or from too much running around in the mountains, in any case, she was tired and unknowingly fell asleep.