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Ningmeng frowned, a big sadness on her face.

"Don't be sad." Qin Zhaoshun took Ningmeng in his arms, "I will avenge you."

In all fairness, Ningmeng is not sad in her heart.

She wasn't really Xi Ningmeng, and she didn't have that kind of admiration for Wu Qiuxian.

She frowned because Xi Zhicheng’s identity made it difficult for her to start, so when Qin Zhao said that he was helping him get revenge, Ningmeng’s eyes brightened: "How to get it?"

"This person Xi Zhicheng, although timid and cautious, can't be worth a greedy word." Qin Zhao slowly said: "I have sent my confidant to check what he has done secretly these days. Just submit these evidence , Will definitely make him pay for his life."

Qin Zhao spoke the last four words very slowly, and his eyes fell on Ningmeng's face, paying attention to her expression all the time.

However, after all, Ningmeng is not a girl in a boudoir, she is not even an ancient person.

For this life-for-life ending, Ningmeng not only doesn't feel cruel, but feels that doing so is great, awesome!

"Then when can I hand in these evidences?" Ningmeng looked Qiyi, and did not conceal his dislike for Xi Zhicheng.

Qin Zhao smiled: "Wait three months later."

He was still thinking about getting married with Ningmeng.

The crime is not enough to marry a daughter.

As long as Ningmeng marries him, Xi Zhicheng is dead or alive, and has no connection with Ningmeng.

Although Ningmeng felt something vaguely, she was not as familiar with the Constitution as Qin Zhao. She only thought that Qin Zhao had to prepare something else, and nodded obediently, "Okay."

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Ningmeng began to expect these three months to pass soon.

She is looking forward to marrying Qin Zhao, and also looking forward to seeing the end of Xi Zhicheng, and then completing the task as soon as possible.

But Xi Zhicheng didn't know this.

Because in Xi Zhicheng's heart, he also looks forward to coming three months later.

As long as Ningmeng and Qin Zhao get married, he will be the true father-in-law of the prince.

When the crown prince becomes emperor in the future, his status will rise even more.

Xi Zhicheng lives in the beautiful fantasy he has woven.

He didn't know, Ningmeng already knew that he was also one of the culprits who killed Wu Qiuxian.

Xi Zhicheng just felt that Liu Shu was already dead, and the anger in Ningmeng's heart should have disappeared no matter what.

Then, Xi Zhicheng compensated and comforted Ningmeng all kinds of materials as before, just as Ningmeng was raised by his side and loved the daughter he grew up with.

And Xi Jiamu, the daughter who was really raised by him and loved and grew up since childhood, was locked in the yard by Xi Zhicheng after Liu Shu died and couldn't get out.

Because Xi Zhicheng knew Xi Jiamu's personality was extreme, and was afraid that Xi Jiamu would do the same stupid thing as Liu Shu who tried to hurt Ningmeng, Xi Zhicheng randomly found a reason and was imprisoned.

Xi Zhicheng thought that if he did this, Ningmeng would be happy, but in fact, Ningmeng despised him even more in his heart.

Three months passed in the blink of an eye, and it was the eve of Ningmeng and Qin Zhao getting married.

The closer it was to Ningmeng's marriage, the more excited Miao Ling became, as if she was about to get married.

Not long after dinner, Miao Ling urged Ning Meng to go back to her room to sleep.

Because very early tomorrow, someone will come to Ning Meng's face and make-up.

Ningmeng glanced at the twilight outside, her expression a little helpless: "It's not dark yet, let's wait."

"But when it gets dark, time flies quickly." Miao Ling's expression was full of disapproval.

"Miao Ling is right, Miss, you have to rest earlier today. However, it is not too late to go to bed after drinking this bowl of sweet soup."

Mother Tao's voice came from outside.

Ningmeng and Miao Ling couldn't help but turned their heads and watched Mother Tao walk in with a bowl of steaming stuff.

"Mother, sweet soup?" Miao Ling looked puzzled: "But didn't the lady just finished eating."

"This sweet soup is what our side said." Mother Tao briefly explained, and then sighed slightly: "The last time the old slave made it, it was more than ten years ago when the wife was married..."

Speaking of Wu Qiuxian, the atmosphere between the few people fell silent.

But fortunately, Mother Tao didn't want to say anything, she quickly pulled back from her memories and put the bowl of sweet soup in front of Ningmeng: "Miss, wait and eat it."

"Yeah." Ningmeng nodded her head: "Thank you, Sister."

The sweet soup was still steaming, and Ningmeng stirred it with a spoon.

The sweet soup exuded a sweet and attractive smell, Ning Meng was stunned, and her hand movement also stopped for a moment.

Mother Tao had other things to do, and she went out soon, leaving Miao Ling in the room, chatting with Ningmeng about other things.

It wasn't until Ningmeng finished the sweet soup that Miao Ling went out with the bowl and let Ningmeng go to bed earlier.

But after Miao Ling went out, Ningmeng immediately took out a medicine bottle from her arms and stuffed a detoxification pill into her mouth.

This detoxification pill was made by Ningmeng herself. Since Liu Shu wanted to poison her to death, Ningmeng made two bottles of detoxification pills by herself, one for his own use, and one for Qin Zhao.

Ningmeng thought that she might not have the opportunity to use it, but the opportunity came so quickly.

Ningmeng swallowed the detoxification pill and reached out to rub the bottle.

Just when I was stirring the sweet soup, Ningmeng smelled the scent of silver in the sweet soup.

But Ningmeng didn't think that Mother Tao had given her the medicine. Someone must have borrowed Mother Tao's hand and wanted to do something to her.

Because tomorrow is the day when the two get married, Qin Zhao will not come.

Ningmeng lay on the bed, leaving a small lamp.

Miao Ling came in and took a look at Ningmeng, and when she found that she was asleep, he went out without worry and slept outside to watch Ningmeng.

Until late at night, everyone was sleeping soundly.

Suddenly, there was a slight noise in the quiet room.

Ningmeng, who was sleeping on the bed, opened her eyes.

The faint sound rang for a while and then stopped, as if it was a vigilant temptation.

When there was no exclamation in the room, a small voice sounded again. This time, the secret crossing was opened directly, and then someone crawled out of it.

The man who was the first to crawl out was slender, wearing a black robe.

I don't know if he was too confident about this action and felt that he would not be discovered, so he didn't even have a basic masked disguise on his face.

The face exposed to the dim light seemed to be the second prince Qin Jin who was supposed to be exiled some time ago!

Qin Jin came out of the secret road, first observed the situation in the room, and then his eyes fell on the slightly raised bed.

Qin Jin knew that this was Ningmeng's room, and the identity of the person lying on this bed was naturally unnecessary.

Qin Jin narrowed his eyes, with a cold expression, and stepped closer to the bed.