C908 Chapter 908

Consort Chen’s face was completely ruined. Her cheeks were uneven, her nose had shifted out of place, and her lower jaw had sunk in. She looked like a misshapen clay doll—hideous beyond words...

“How did you manage to wreck your face like this?” Chu Jiuge asked, shaking her head speechlessly.

She had only made minor adjustments to Consort Chen’s face in the first place, nothing obvious