Jing Qiaoqiao slammed her chubby hands on the table and stood up.

The face just reached the table.

She said, "Your Majesty, you have misunderstood. Qiaoqiao is a fairy, and fairies are not destined to marry. Even if Qiaoqiao wanted to marry, she would not have the chance. After all, I will be the one who goes up in the end."

She pointed to the sky.

The king of Duoyuan looked lost in thought, "So that's how it is." He stroked his beard and looked at the queen beside him.

The Queen smiled and consoled him, "It's alright, the pretty fairy can still get married while she's on earth. As long as the man is willing, what's the harm?"

She glanced at the young princes and said, "Your Majesty, how about letting the pretty fairy choose a few husbands at random and get married after they come of age? It will be convenient in the future..."

Oh my God, they are really forcing me to choose a husband.

[It's impossible for the baby to enter the grave of marriage at such a young age. ]

The grave of marriage?

Hearing these five words, his eldest nephew stood up with a gloomy face and tried to dissuade him: "I appreciate your country's kindness, but... the pretty little fairy is already married at home."

"Already married?" The queen was disappointed when she heard this.

The monarch of the Multinational State was also a little impatient.

Jing Qiaoqiao thought for a moment and then said, "Your Majesty, Qiaoqiao and you get along well. If you don't mind, I'll be your sister."

Becoming related to other people in the multinational monarchy may bring trouble to oneself.

But she became a brother and sister with the emperor, and when the emperor died, her status was still the highest.

Those princes would no longer think of marrying me.

"Okay, today I will become siblings with the pretty fairy!"

…

The news of the marriage between the king of Duoyuan and the two of them becoming siblings of different surnames spread like this.

Jing Qiaoqiao and her nephew stayed for half a month and then prepared to return.

The young man brought people to personally escort his nephew and Jing Qiaoqiao back.

"It won't do us any harm anyway, nephew. If they want to give it to me, then let them. I'm a princess now, and my status is very noble."

The eldest nephew signaled with his eyes the thoughtful young man outside the carriage.

Jing Qiaoqiao pretended not to see it.

I became his elder at such a young age.

Qiaoqiao: Very satisfied

I must feel a little uncomfortable.

When they were sent to the city, my elder brother and his wife thought that the enemy was invading.

As a result, he saw Jing Qiaoqiao standing on the carriage and waving at him, and he was ecstatic.

"Quick, open the city gate."

Later, after saying goodbye to the young man and others, Jing Qiaoqiao and Jing Shenghan were welcomed into the military camp by their third and fourth nephews.

Inside the tent.

A few people sat and chatted, and a soldier sent the documents back in an urgent manner.

Mu Qingran explained: "The new emperor received a letter from the Multinational State requesting peace, and he sent someone to inform us."

"Well, let's prepare to return to Beijing."

Mu Qingran interrupted again: "Wait."

"What's wrong?"

"My godmother also sent a letter."

"What did aunt say?" the eldest nephew asked anxiously.

Mu Qingran handed over the letter and said, "Take a look for yourself."

The eldest nephew took it, scanned the contents of the letter, and handed it to his eldest brother and sister-in-law.

After reading it, the eldest brother clenched his fist and slammed it heavily on the table. "It seems that the matter between Sheng Han and Qiao Qiao has reached the ears of the new emperor."

"It's normal for news to spread quickly. Even if others are unwilling to spread the news, the Emperor of Multiculturalism will still send people to spread the news."

When Jing Qiaoqiao became a sister of a different surname with the king of Duoyuan Country, she did not care about the possible impact.

"But..." Mu Qingran looked at her niece, who was holding an arrow beside her. "Where's the arrow?"

"Here."

The arrow that Zhuzhu's niece handed over had a black tip stained with blood.

"poisonous?"

"The military doctor has examined it and it's poisonous. It's exactly the same poison that the soldiers were poisoned with before."

"Could it be that the person who poisoned me is from Kyoto?"

"It should be." Jing Qiaoqiao was not surprised at all.

Everyone looked at her, waiting for an explanation.

“We were chased by many assassins on our way to the military camp. The number of assassins chasing us varied each time, which means they were not sent by the same person.

After all, the first assassination attempt failed, so we should send more people the second time.

Second, we previously mistakenly thought that it was someone from the Multinational State who poisoned him, and we tried again and again, but the young man did not admit it, and neither did his confidants.

Moreover, if we threw the poison into their camp, and if it was they who poisoned it, why wouldn't they quickly detoxify it?"

The eldest nephew was the first to agree: "I am a little suspicious of Xiao Lin?"

Mu Qingran pressed on: "Did you run into Xiao Lin in Duoyuan this time?"

"We met him right away. Xiao Lin became the imperial tutor of the Duoyuan Emperor and even called me a demon." Jing Qiaoqiao walked to the chair with her hands behind her back. "Later, we were thrown into the Heavenly Prison."

When the sister-in-law heard that he was thrown into prison, she was extremely worried.

Rushing to Jing Qiaoqiao, he looked at her again and again: "Sister, you are not injured, right? Have you been tortured?"

Jing Qiaoqiao nuzzled her sister-in-law's cheek and said, "Who am I? I'm just a little deity. How could I possibly be beaten and suffer?"

"Then how did you get away later?" The eldest brother was also puzzled.

Jing Qiaoqiao raised her eyebrows and answered excitedly, "It's simple. I told the monarch of Duoyuan the cause of death of the old emperor of Mingyao.

What's more, his son also saw my peculiarity along the way and would definitely talk about it to me.

I said myself, and that young man also helped spread the word, so the ruler of the Multinational State naturally became suspicious."

"Then the monarch of Duoyun Nation finally...believed it?"

"He definitely didn't believe it, so in order to test whether what I said was true or not, I thought of a way.

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