Qiao Yiqing didn't want to hand over this matter to Doudou because it was an unreliable beast, but Qiao Yiqing really had no one available at the moment, so she simply believed it again: "I must be low-key this time. If something goes wrong, I will swell your little brother."

Doudou shook his body when he heard this and nodded obediently: "Yeah, yeah, don't worry, Master, Doudou promises to complete the task this time."

Qiao Yiqing heard it assured and handed another letter to Doudou: "Do you still remember the bully who beat Su Zhuo on the street?"

Doudou nodded quickly: "Well, Doudou remembers the one who looks very fierce."

"Talk this letter to him quietly, and he naturally knows how to do what happens next."

Doudou nodded in a vague way, took the letter paper and ran out of the room quickly.

Qiao Yiqing made all arrangements and lay back on the bed again, closing her eyes to rest.

Tomorrow, there will be a good show-

In the early morning, the fiery sun finally broke free from the constraints of the white clouds, gradually revealing half of the smile, and sprinkling soft morning light-

Qiao Yiqing in the side hall of Ziyun Palace, finished dressing under the help of the palace maids, and sat in front of the dressing table and tidying it up without any haste.

Yesterday, the incident of Qiao Yiqing making a big fuss in Changchun Palace has spread all over the city. The palace maids who like gossip the most naturally know that today is Qiao Yiqing's death.

So, everyone was puzzled - didn't she want to stop herself, why did she still wash and dress up so calmly?

Several palace maids who were serving each other closely were secretly frightened and quietly looked at Qiao Yiqing's movements and expressions.

Qiao Yiqing naturally knew what they were thinking and couldn't help but answer: "Do you think I will die today?"

When the palace maids, who were a little confused when they heard Qiao Yiqing's sudden questioning, hurriedly lowered their heads and did not dare to make a sound.

"What are you talking about?" Qiao Yiqing continued to ask without getting the answer.

The palace maid was forced to helplessly, so she could only lower her body and whisper: "Miss Qiao, how could she die?"

Qiao Yiqing chuckled lightly, her face glowing with a bit of joke: "It seems you're going to be a golden word today."

Several palace maids looked confused and looked at each other privately, without understanding what Qiao Yiqing meant.

Golden words?

Is it a hint that what she said is correct?

The palace maid who was talking lowered her head and couldn't figure it out.

"If you have any questions, just ask." Qiao Yiqing was in a good mood and didn't care about their Yueju. Everyone was curious and she could understand it very much.

When the palace maids heard this, they relaxed their expressions and carefully looked up at Qiao Yiqing. Seeing that she was not angry, one of the palace maids took the courage to ask.

"Miss Qiao, didn't you tell the elders to come to Ziyun Palace to collect the corpse? Why-"

This brave palace maid asked everyone about their doubts.

Qiao Yiqing clearly promised to stop herself, but looking at her current expression and behavior, she didn't look like she was dying. Could it be that she deceived the elders and patriarchs?

Qiao Yiqing raised her eyebrows coldly, glanced at the palace maid from the mirror, and her red lips moved slightly: "I said I would break it by myself, but it depends on whether God wants me to break it, so everything depends on God's will."

Several palace maids were dizzy when Qiao Yiqing made this big argument. They were not so chaotic, but they were also confused by Qiao Yiqing.

Just as several palace maids were slandering and doubting, a notice came from outside—

"Miss Qiao - Miss Qiao -" A panting voice rolled from a distance, and a palace maid ran in panic.

Qiao Yiqing heard the hurried footsteps without any reaction. She stood up calmly, came to the dining table, sat down steadily, and picked up the chopsticks in the shocked sight of everyone, and started eating slowly.

The palace maid who ran in in a hurry was frightened when she saw Qiao Yiqing at this time.

There was turmoil outside, and she could still have breakfast without any fear of being fond of praise and criticism???

Cuihua and Doudou followed them to the dining table. Under Qiao Yiqing's guidance, the two beasts initially learned to use chopsticks, but they were not skilled in using them.

"Master, why do you have to use this thing? I'm really not used to it." Cuihua grabbed the chopsticks awkwardly, inserted a few times into the plate without picking up the dishes she wanted to eat, and protested unhappily.

Qiao Yiqing was eating on her own and responded coldly: "Since you are a woman, you should be a lady among female animals. Just your appearance, where will my old face be put?"

When Cuihua heard that the meeting of the food had lost Qiao Yiqing's face, she immediately did not dare to complain anymore and continued to work hard to fight with chopsticks.

Doudou saw Qiao Yiqing's tough attitude, and when she was not paying attention, she put down her chopsticks and quietly stretched her claws to the chicken legs on the plate-

"Bang--" Qiao Yiqing picked up its chopsticks and knocked it hard on the back of its hand.

Doudou whimpered in pain, suddenly retracted her hand, and looked at Qiao Yiqing pitifully.

"If you use chopsticks, just use chopsticks. Don't hit Doudou, it hurts so much-" Doudou sticks out his pink lips, his big round eyes are filled with tears. He blew the back of his hand while saying that, and it was almost bleeding.

The palace maids who were stunned by the interaction between one person and two beasts.

They all appreciate what calmness is and what freaks are.

It is already strange enough that spirit beasts can speak, and they can also eat with chopsticks. Emma, ​​who will save their worldview?

At this time, the palace maid who reported something to her suddenly came back to her senses and shouted anxiously: "Miss Qiao, go out and have a look, the Canghan clan is in turmoil."

Qiao Yiqing looked at her calmly, and a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth: "Is it because the sky of the Canghan clan is about to collapse?"

The palace maid was so anxious that she shook her head vigorously, "No, no, the people of the Canghan tribe paraded and demonstrated. Each street was blocked. They all held cloth strips full of big characters, shouting and shouting, all of which were messed up."

Qiao Yiqing chewed slowly and asked, "What are they calling?"

Seeing that Qiao Yiqing was still indifferent when she heard this news, the palace maid said more vigorously: "They riots were because of you, Miss Qiao. This morning, they saw the clan leader and elders walking towards Ziyun Palace with coffins. The clan members of the city immediately surrounded them and asked them to let Miss Qiao go, otherwise, they would cause chaos in the Canghan clan. The momentum was noisy, which shocked the clan leader and the elders to panic."

Upon hearing this, Qiao Yiqing raised her eyes and put down her chopsticks expressionlessly: "What? They asked you to inform me that they wanted me to appease the tribe?"

When the palace maid saw Qiao Yiqing revealing the essence incisively, she nodded excitedly: "Yes, yes, if you don't stop the tribesmen, the Canghan tribe is really going to make a big deal."

Qiao Yiqing sneered and gave them a vaccination yesterday, asking them to follow the will of the people. Unexpectedly, they were so stupid that they did not understand her deep meaning.

A group of elders and a patriarch wanted to force her to death with the reason of adapting to the overall situation, so she would use her own way to cure her and call on the villagers of Xingshan Village and the forces of bullies.

It depends on who forced who to death today!
Chapter completed!