"Bang, dang, dang!" E Qiaomei's hand shook, and the tea cup next to her wrist collided, spinning several times on the table.

Half a cup of tea spilled out and onto the back of her hand.

In the summer, I drank half of the tea again. The tea was not very hot, but it was so hot that E Qiaomei's hands shook and she couldn't help but exclaimed, "Ah..."

"Mrs."

Seeing this, Grandma Chang, who had been guarding the door, hurried back. Seeing E's pretty appearance, she hurriedly took out a handkerchief from her sleeve and wiped her in a hurry.

"Madam, what's going on? It's burned. I'll call the doctor now."

E Qiaomei looked coldly, glanced at Xia Qianqian, and said sternly: "Get out."

"Madam?" Grandma Chang was stunned.

She has never seen Madam treat her with such a cold attitude.

"I won't tell you, you don't have to come in." She reiterated again.

When Grandma Chang saw this, she glared at Xia Qianqian, turned around and went out again.

E Qiaomei tried hard to calm down her mood, and then she said, "What disease does he have?"

Xia Qianqian looked at the person in front of her and couldn't help but sigh that the charm of cuttlefish is really endless.

The woman in front of her who is now a wife still has her love for him buried deep in her heart.

According to a woman's intuition, she will not harm him.

After careful consideration, Xia Qianqian said: "For now, it is not a serious illness, but in the long run, it may kill people."

"What do you mean?" E Qiaomei's expression also became serious.

"Someone wants to harm him." Xia Qianqian said bluntly: "By manipulating his diet and the items he uses, he can be chronically poisoned or even die."

E Qiaomei suddenly remembered that Ji Zimo took Cuilan, the maid who cleaned Ziwei Pavilion, away for unknown reasons.

She couldn't help but change her face and said: "He doubts me?"

No wonder he has such a cold attitude towards her.

Xia Qianqian shrugged, spread her hands and said: "I am not a tapeworm in His Highness the King's stomach. I don't know what he is thinking. But maybe..."

She looked around the room and lowered her voice: "It's not you, it could be the Young City Lord, or it could be Feng Wei and other traitors hiding here."

"Impossible!"

E Qiaomei categorically said: "Husband...husband, he is a loyal supporter of His Highness. Over the years, in order to help His Highness achieve the goal of suppressing bandits, he has provided food, troops and equipment. How could he have the intention to murder him?"

E Qiaomei's expression is determined, and what she says is confident and confident, without any hesitation or hesitation.

Xia Qianqian mourned silently in her heart.

If E Qiaomei knew that Zhao Shu and Feng Wei were the same species, what would she dare to think?

"But..." Xia Qianqian hesitated, "Young City Master seemed to have met someone in a place in the flower garden after lunch today."

Time was running out, so Xia Qianqian had to step out, "I overheard their conversation. They seemed to be interested in the secret room on the top floor of the library. Someone might have sneaked into it and planned something evil."

"That's nonsense!" E Qiaomei slapped the table and stood up suddenly.

She stared at Xia Qianqian with her almond-shaped eyes, her thin willow eyebrows raised, and her eyes were a bit stern, "Bold Xia Qianqian, you are a country girl, you want to deceive me with your sharp tongue,

Trying to sow discord between our Saadi City and His Highness the Wise King."

"Hmph," E Qiaomei sneered, "Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you have His Highness's favor. Whoever is a good person, I think that person is you."

"Come here." E Qiaomei shouted and ordered: "Take her down. I will personally take you to Ziwei Pavilion and let His Highness the Xian King personally interrogate her."

Taking her to Ziwei Pavilion, isn’t that what she wants?

Two boys rushed in from outside, rushed towards her, and tried to tie her up.

"You don't need to tie me up, I will leave on my own."

Xia Qianqian stood up calmly, her expression as usual, "Madam, I told the truth. If you don't believe it, you can ask for confirmation. Of course, I can go with you to the King Xian to have a debate. But..."

She paused and reminded: "I advise you to send someone to Ziwei Pavilion to guard it now, so as not to delay us from going back and forth. It will actually be cheaper for the real craftsman."

E Qiaomei was slightly sluggish, then Grandma Chang stepped forward and whispered: "Madam, you are not afraid of ten thousand, just in case."

"Send the boy to take a look." E Qiaomei ordered.

"It's best to send a few more, not servants, but guards." Xia Qianqian reminded in a serious tone.

"Do as she says."

The group of people started from the small courtyard and headed towards Ziwei Pavilion.

In the Huahai Garden, many people are still admiring the flowers, chatting, and watching the scenery. There are even young men in the pavilion who are reciting poems and painting pairs. Now they see such a big formation, heading towards the Ziwei Pavilion in a mighty way.

As we left, we couldn’t help but talk about it.

Among them, there is naturally Ren Yuanyuan, who has always been depressed and angry.

She had no intention of thinking about her young master, and she only thought about how Xia Qianqian, who was inferior to her in every aspect, fell into the eyes of His Highness the Xian King.

Everyone, including the young city lord and Mrs. E, surrounded her.

Look at her sultry look, it almost makes her lungs explode.

After being depressed all day, she saw Mrs. E walking at the front with a serious face, followed by Xia Qianqian, who looked depressed and was guarded by two guards.

Ren Yuanyuan's silent heart suddenly became bright.

"Mom, look, something big must have happened." She was so excited that even her voice changed a little, "Xia Qianqian got into trouble."

"Don't talk nonsense!" Ms. Qian was a little conservative. She was more calm than her daughter. "Perhaps His Highness the King Xian summoned them, so they went together."

"No, no, absolutely not." Ren Yuanyuan said confidently: "That girl Xia Qianqian is so proud. Normally, she can raise her chin to the sky when she walks, but look at now..."

Not only Qian and her daughter noticed something was wrong, but others also saw that things were not simple.

Everyone was frightened and thinking secretly in their hearts.

"Come on, mother, let's go take a look." Ren Yuanyuan suggested.

"Ziwei Pavilion does not allow others to enter." Qian reminded.

"It's not that you're not allowed in, but it's not that you're not allowed to get close." Watching Xia Qianqian make a fool of herself is what Ren Yuanyuan is most interested in right now.

She dragged Qian and followed him from a distance.

When the others saw this, they couldn't control their gossip and followed cautiously.

The crowd headed in the direction of Ziwei Pavilion.

Unexpectedly, while we were still on the road, a deafening roar suddenly came from the air.

"Boom!"

Like spring thunder rolling, like thousands of war horses running, shaking the ground.

Xia Qianqian looked back, and under the afterglow of the setting sun, in the distant sky, there was a bright light flashing like fireworks in full bloom.

"Where is that place?" She looked shocked.
Chapter completed!