Chapter 37 True and False Identity
"Poison Zhicao, but it's white... ouch..."

Just as my aunt was about to speak, Qiao Qingqing grabbed her waist and twisted her hard!
When everyone looked at her, Qiao Qingqing opened the corners of her mouth and smiled apologetically, "Auntie picked some sesame herbs last night and said she was going to make me stewed chicken with mushrooms... Er... stewed sesame herbs. I found that sesame grass is poisonous, so I threw it away." It's..."

Auntie shut her mouth wisely.

The attention of the crowd continued.

Qiao Qingqing didn't intend to say anything else, but she couldn't bear the thoughtful eyes of everyone.

She cursed "grass" in her heart, raised her eyebrows falsely, and covered her mouth and nose in disbelief:
"The people in the village didn't eat the same kind of sesame grass, did they?"

Although she was regretful on the surface, she was extremely happy in her heart!
This group of bandits, my aunt raised the stewed chicken last night for a long time. They also robbed my aunt of mushrooms and beat my aunt beyond recognition. Now they are poisoned and died.

As long as their deaths are not caused by Jun Muxi, otherwise Jun Muxi's character design will collapse.

The witness is dead, the prince almost gnawed his back molars!

He closed his eyes, walked back to the almond cake, picked up a piece, and his face lost all politeness:
"Put aside the witnesses first, sister Qiao, since you have no ghosts in your heart, then eat a bite of almond cake, and the rest, the prince will think about it himself."

"Ah, yes, yes, I'm not the third lady, you brought the real third lady here?"

Qiao Qingqing began to smash the jars.

Wouldn't it kill her to let her eat almonds?
Hearing what she said, Qiao Qianqian started to jump out again:
"Our whole family can eat almonds, why can't you? You impostor, even if father can't find the real third sister, he will never allow you to play tricks here!"

"Who cares? I have Brother Xi."

Qiao Qingqing raised her chin with pride.

With a smile on the corner of Jun Muxi's mouth, he silently watched the farce in front of him.

The system finally couldn't listen anymore, and reminded:

[As of now, the number of recommendation tickets held by Wenwen is enough to exchange for intermediate wishes, and the host can consider short-term isolation of allergens. 】

That's right, why did she forget that Wenwen is currently in a PK, although there are not many recommendation tickets, there is still a lot to exchange for wishes.

Thinking of this, she exchanged the wish card without hesitation, and then grabbed the almond cake from the prince's hand and was about to stuff it into her mouth.

Seeing this, Jun Muxi grasped her bright wrist quickly, hesitant to speak.

"Don't worry, it'll be alright!"

After that, she raised her hand and stuffed the pastry into her lips.

After chewing briefly, Qiao Qingqing closed her eyes and swallowed.

After that, everyone stared at her for a moment.

"What are you thinking? No accident!"

Qiao Qingqing spread her hands, Jun Muxi frowned, and gave a wink behind her.

Cangsong understood, and handed over the kettle, Jun Muxi unscrewed it, and handed it to Qiao Qingqing naturally.

"Thank you Ang, you're really nice~"

Without even thinking about it, Qiao Qingqing raised her head and drank it.

The attention of the crowd continued.

Qiao Qingqing wiped the corners of her mouth and rolled her eyes again, "I hate a family with no sense of proportion..."

However, before he finished speaking, the familiar feeling of suffocation slowly came over.

Qiao Qingqing raised her hand to hold her neck, and shouted in her heart in disbelief:

"Goo, what's going on, your CPU burned the almond cakes?"

The voice of the system is also full of doubts:

[Intermediate wishes are more than enough to block allergens, theoretically there is no failure. 】

"Save the child, I'm sure I'm allergic..."

The dizziness hit, and Qiao Qingqing's consciousness began to slacken, until a pair of strong arms lifted her up, and then hugged her horizontally into her chest.

When everyone reacted, Jun Muxi had already disappeared with Qiao Qingqing in his arms.

When the night comes, everything returns to tranquility.

When Qiao Qingqing woke up, her aunt was standing by the bed.

She opened her eyelashes tremblingly, and what she saw was an incomparably luxurious curtain, which was obviously not the same room as the one she usually slept in, and it didn't look like Jun Muxi's mansion either.

"Auntie, where am I?"

She sat up slowly, and her aunt woke up with a start, and immediately brought her a soft pillow and put it behind her.

Seeing Qiao Qingqing looking around, my aunt's eyes were full of light:
"Girl, this is the house given to us by the prince. The title deed is in my hands, and it contains all the betrothal gifts from the prince. I'm afraid it will never be spent in this life..."

Auntie said with tears in the corners of her eyes:
"My aunt has suffered all her life and was almost poisoned to death by Zhicao. Now she not only survived, but also lived a good life..."

Qiao Qingqing was touched, sighed, and patted the back of her rough hand lightly.

Soon, a scene during the day flashed through my mind, Qiao Qingqing frowned, and asked:

"Auntie, I suffocated from eating almond cake. Is there any movement in the prime minister's mansion?"

The aunt stopped crying, and suddenly shook her head.

"My lord brought you here, and asked a doctor to pour you a medicinal soup. After making sure you were safe, he left, leaving only a few people guarding the house. I haven't had time to inquire about the prime minister's mansion."

Once her identity is framed, the marriage with Jun Muxi is likely to be abandoned.

Thinking of this, Qiao Qingqing nodded solemnly, "As soon as the sun rises tomorrow, go and check."

After thinking for a while, Qiao Qingqing felt a little dizzy. She raised her arm, feeling unable to lift herself up, so she said, "Auntie, is there anything to eat? I'm a little hungry..."

My aunt got up immediately, "There is porridge in the kitchen, I'll get it for you."

The candlelight was flickering in the dark night, Qiao Qingqing was lost in thought, when suddenly the light flickered, and then, several people dressed in black broke into the bedroom one after another!
Seeing the shadow behind the screen slowly approaching, Qiao Qingqing walked to the bed with bare feet and hid in the closet.

The system finally spoke:
[Because the host is allergic and the cause has not been identified, a writing overtime card is presented to help the host escape the immediate crisis. 】

Qiao Qingqing snorted coldly, "You want to send me away with just one picture?"

[Danger is approaching, please agree quickly, otherwise your life will be in danger! 】

"Three Zhang, I'm not greedy, otherwise I'll be ruined, and you're not reliable anyway..."

[Two, this is the maximum authority I can give. 】

"make a deal!"

Qiao Qingqing looked at the two writing overtime cards that had arrived in the account, and the corners of her lips twitched.

When a piercing scream came from the dormitory, the guards in the house broke into the dormitory with lightning speed.

All I could see was a group of men in black circling around.

There is a bobo hanging behind them, and they are chasing the bobo and spinning around, like a mentally handicapped husky that only chases its own tail and bites.

And the girl in the closet, weak Liu Fufeng, stretched out her arms tremblingly with her pale face:
"There are assassins..."

The headed guard's face turned serious, "The assassins have entered the girl's bedroom, how could no one notice?"

The other guards lowered their eyebrows and lowered their heads in silence.

Qiao Qingqing's face was full of black lines, "No, big brother, can you take these goods away first?"

Only then did the leader think about the business, and hurriedly cupped his hands, "Yes, girl!"

The guards took the assassin away, and Qiao Qingqing lay back on the couch without sleep all night.

Early the next morning, my aunt went out, and Qiao Qingqing waited in the house for fear of missing Jun Muxi.

However, Jun Muxi did not wait, but a group of officials from Tingwei's Mansion did.

Qiao Qingqing's heart sank!
She, she, she... Are you going to eat in prison?
(End of this chapter)

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