It’s nice to dream.

If you want to fight, just fight. There is no need to put yourself in a difficult position.

The original owner’s memory was too depressing, and Wu Qing felt a little better after a few slaps.

Wu Qing withdrew his hands and rubbed his hot palms, still feeling a little unsatisfied.

She is currently in labor arbitration with the company while working on her own media. In her spare time, Wu Qing is addicted to watching Thai dramas, and she loves watching the protagonists pulling their hair.

In Thai dramas, slapping is just the most basic thing. To be a qualified Tyrande actor, you also need to master the correct techniques of pulling hair and swearing.

Wu Qing stared at Jiao Suoying's long hair and had other thoughts in his mind.

"Okay, Wu Qing, you finally stopped pretending!" Jiao Suoying said coldly, "I want my father and grandfather to see with their own eyes how vicious a woman you are! You are not worthy of entering my Jiao family!"

He said harsh words, but there were slap marks all over his face, and it was obvious that he lacked confidence.

After hearing what Jiao Suoying said, Wu Qingle fainted.

She pointed at him and laughed out loud: "You are so old, but when you encounter difficulties, you still cry and go to your father and grandfather? Shame on you!"

Being beaten and ridiculed by Wu Qing, Jiao Suoying was furious.

He went against his family's teachings and couldn't help but beat the woman.

Jiao Suoying's father was a famous general, and he learned a lot of Kung Fu from him. Wu Qing was an orphan from a poor aristocratic family, and she could do nothing except study.

If Jiao Suoying's fist really landed on Wu Qing, Wu Qing would probably be seriously injured.

But... the person in this body now is Wu Qing.

She had learned martial arts from Fang Rongan for quite a while in the palace.

Therefore, in her eyes, Jiao Suoying's punching movement seemed to be slowed down by almost ten times.

Wu Qing leaned his upper body back and lightly dodged his fist, then turned half a circle and went to Jiao Suoying's side.

——Then, she grabbed Jiao Suoying’s long hair with such force that she pulled off her tiara.

She didn't forget to say, "Yeah, that's right. That's how it should be. If you don't hit me, I'll feel bored. If you pull hair, it should be a two-way fight."

After being slapped, Jiao Suoying had her hair pulled.

Wu Qing didn't know what kind of magic medicine he took, but he almost tore his scalp off!

After Jiao Suoying finally broke free from Wu Qing's control, his head and clothes were in disarray, as if he had rolled in a chicken coop.

Jiao Suoying was furious and stared at Wu Qing for a long time. In the end, he could only utter a sinister sentence: "...You are very good!"

When saying this, Jiao Suoying's eyes were full of bloodshot, which was very scary.

Wu Qing gave him an "I understand" smile, "I know I'm a good person, I don't need you to tell me."

"Aren't you going to cancel the engagement?"

Wu Qing clapped his hands after having a great fight, wishing he could quickly get rid of the engagement with this guy.

"We will go to your father now and settle the matter. From now on, you will pursue your own happiness. I will find a job to make a living."

Wu Qing urged Jiao Suoying, who was standing still with a livid face, "Go. Why aren't you leaving? I'm telling you, if you miss this opportunity, you'll miss it forever."

"...You hit me, and you still want to cancel the engagement with me?"

Jiao Suoying looked as ferocious as a demon. He threatened Wu Qing sinisterly, "You are dreaming! I will marry you, imprison you forever, and humiliate you!"

Wu Qing looked at him as if he were a fool.

She sighed, "Hey, you don't want to cancel the engagement? Why didn't you tell me earlier? I wouldn't have hit you if you had told me earlier. Really, my hand still hurts now."

Jiao Suoying was so angry that he just wanted to cut her into pieces.

Just as the two were about to start fighting again, a group of servants rushed in with a rather unpleasant news:

An imperial decree came from the palace, requiring Jiao Suoying and Wu Qing to come to the palace for an audience with the emperor immediately.

The reason was that at a flower-viewing banquet hosted by the Queen, Song Ying, the third daughter of Duke Song, suddenly fainted in the sea of ​​flowers in full view of everyone.

After examination by the imperial physician, it was found that Miss Song fainted not because someone in the palace poisoned her, but because she ingested poison last month, and the poison has remained until now, which almost cost her life.

When the Queen asked her why she took poison, Song Ying just said that she had given her love to the wrong person and was trapped by love, so she had to take this desperate measure.

As for what the situation is...

Recently, the news that Jiao Suoying, the son of Jiao Canling, wanted to cancel his engagement has been making a lot of noise in the capital. A few young ladies from official families made a few cryptic comments, which was enough for the masters within the palace to understand.

Now, the palace wants Jiao Suoying and Wu Qing to enter the palace together to explain the reasons to the Queen Mother and the Empress.

——This marriage had such a huge impact that it even came to the attention of the Queen and the Queen Mother.

Someone always needs to give an explanation.

After hearing the whole story, Jiao Suoying couldn't help but applaud.

He thought that finally everyone in the world could see Wu Qing's true face!

He smiled coldly at Wu Qing and said, "It seems that today is the day you die. The emperor and empress are wise and will definitely not let a vicious woman like you continue to harm the world!"

After entering the palace, he reported to the Queen everything Wu Qing had done over the years to see what else Wu Qing could do!

Thinking of this, Jiao Suoying became even happier.

Wu Qing scratched his head, unable to act out the surprise on his face, as if he had heard of some great joy.

She was overjoyed and said, "Oh my god, there is such a good thing in the world?"

That’s great, she doesn’t have to raid the palace at night and she can still see her old acquaintances!

This Miss Song is really my benefactor! Wu Qing thought.

Seeing her excited expression, even though Jiao Suoying hated her extremely, he couldn't help but marvel in his heart.

...This woman is really crazy.

…

On the eve of departure, the atmosphere in the carriage was solemn.

In the carriage, Captain Jiao repeatedly warned the two of them to be careful with their words and to speak less.

He specifically instructed Wu Qing that if Jiao Suoying said anything he shouldn't have, Wu Qing should stop him from talking to avoid any complications.

Wu Qing looked calm and submissive on the surface, but in fact he was thinking that it was none of her business.

——His son’s mouth is not on her body.

Jiao Suoying was even less grateful in his heart, but in order to gain his father's trust, he nodded quietly, which earned him a look of approval from Jiao Canling.

"Your marriage was arranged ten years ago. When the emperor heard about it, he praised it." Jiao Canling sighed, "Your father hopes that you two can talk more to eliminate the prejudice in each other's hearts."

Now that he is in charge of the Bai family army, he must be cautious in every step. He cannot pamper Jiao Suoying as he did before and allow him to do whatever he wants in the capital.

Wu Qing is an orphan from a loyal family, while Song Ying is the legitimate daughter of a duke.

If Jiao Suoying insisted on replacing Wu Qing and marrying Song Ying, it would definitely leave an unfavorable impression on the emperor.

——You, Lord Jiao, are the one who holds the military power, yet you are so eager to get close to the Duke of Song. What is your intention?

The drive was short, so Officer Jiao could only give so much advice.

When the carriage arrived in front of Shenwu Gate, a palace servant took Wu Qing and Jiao Suoying inside and walked all the way to Kunning Palace.

The flower viewing banquet was held in the Imperial Garden, but Song Ying had an accident during the banquet, so the banquet was forced to stop. Hearing that the Queen wanted to ask Jiao Suoying and Wu Qing in person, the concubines simply did not return to the palace, but came to Kunning Palace to join in the fun.

The queen knew what they were thinking at a glance, but she condoned their behavior and only warned them not to scare the two young men.

Now everyone in Kunning Palace is present, just like the morning meeting.

As soon as he walked in, Wu Qing smelled the familiar scent of incense.

When she raised her eyes again, she saw the concubines who were so familiar to her.

Wu Qing looked natural, but Jiao Suoying looked unusually uneasy.

He thought this was just a simple inquiry. However, the hall was filled with noble masters from the palace. At a glance, there were nearly thirty concubines sitting on the seats on both sides.

Even though Jiao Suoying had doubts in his heart, he and Wu Qing knelt down first to pay their respects to all the ladies in the palace.

When the two stood up, the queen simply ignored Jiao Suoying.

She was somewhat curious about Wu Qing, so she asked her with a smile: "You are the child named Wu Qing, right? Come forward and let me take a good look at you."

When Wu Qing heard this, he immediately left Jiao Suoying behind and ran forward happily.

The queen observed her carefully and felt that she had an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

...The name is a homonym, not Ji Guiren's real name.

...and their appearance is completely different.

But how could this expression, this walking posture, this cunning look, be so similar?

Just as the queen was thinking, the long-lost voice came online.

[Empress!!! Imperial Concubine!!!]

[Jiao Suoying bullied me!!! Help me teach him a lesson!!!]

After hearing the inner voice, the queen had no time to feel happy.

After hearing Wu Qing's words, the queen's face instantly darkened.

She asked Jiao Suoying in the distance with a stern look on her face: "What else do you have to say?"

Jiao Suoying looked bewildered, "... Queen?"