Explosive Poison Concubine: Your Highness, please accept

Chapter 382 Am I going to say that this chapter is the key point?

In the end, Zhiluo had no choice but to succumb to Mu Qianqian's coercion, and obediently went to find her something to eat.

Seeing Zhiluo going out, Mu Qianqian yawned, but also quickly got up from the bed to wash up.

Thinking that it might take a long time to cook the soup, Mu Qianqian lay down on the table and thought about how to successfully cheat money from Baili Mochen later.

After thinking about it, Mu Qianqian suddenly yelled at the case, "What kind of lie, I deserve it!"

That's right, she is simply the most witty cute (nv) girl (han) child (zhi)√
Not long after Mu Qianqian finished thinking, Zhiluo walked in with a tray in her hand.

"Miss Qing, hurry up, come and help~"

Mu Qianqian was afraid that the delicious food in her mouth would run away, so she hurried forward to give her a hand.

Putting the delicious food on the table in a comfortable posture, Mu Qianqian nodded in satisfaction, smacked her lips, and said, "I'm going to start!"

Although Mu Qianqian is starving like a dog, she still eats elegantly. How can she say that if she eats too cruelly in the early stage, her stomach will be full and she will no longer be able to eat any more?
Zhiluo stood by and watched Mu Qianqian happily eating, but didn't say anything.

Mu Qianqian tilted her head, gnawed on the chicken leg and asked Zhiluo, "Eh? Zhiluo, do you want to eat together?"

She only called Zhiluo after eating for a long time, but Mu Qianqian knew that Zhiluo wouldn't mind.

Unexpectedly, this time Zhiluo shook her head and said, "No need, I'll eat later."

Mu Qianqian nodded, and continued to eat without saying anything.

After feasting, Mu Qianqian patted her swollen belly with satisfaction, but her beautiful eyes were still scanning the table, only to find that there was still a bowl of fried chicken soup that she didn't drink.

It's shameful to waste food!

Looking at the bowl of green soup, Mu Qianqian smacked her lips, picked it up without hesitation, and drank it in one gulp.
Mu Qianqian didn't see it, but when Zhiluo beside her saw this scene, she had a triumphant smile on her face.

"By the way, what kind of Zhiluo soup is this? I really don't think I've ever had it~" It's not very refreshing, but the taste is average.

Zhiluo smiled and said, "Mengpo soup."

"Mengpo soup? What do you use to make it? It doesn't taste like meat. It's absolutely vegetarian!"

Zhiluo stepped forward, picked up the soup bowl that Mu Qianqian drank, and in the next second, under Mu Qianqian's eyes, the soup bowl disappeared out of thin air, and Zhiluo teased, "Is it vegetarian? , I have to ask Granny Meng."

Mu Qianqian was startled, "!!!"

She stood up abruptly, took a few steps back, followed her to keep a certain distance, but the hand under the sleeve tightly clasped the bracelet that Yu Lan transformed into on her wrist,

Mu Qianqian stared at 'Zhiluo' in front of her, and said firmly, "You are not Zhiluo!"

"Hey, Mu Qianqian, you guessed it right." She covered her mouth and smiled lightly, and the next second, Zhiluo in front of her turned into a tall and tall Mu Ying, and Mu Ying raised her chin proudly towards Mu Qianqian,

"Meng Potang, after entering the roar, the past and the past will all disappear, Mu Qianqian, you should thank me, hahaha~"

Mu Ying looked up to the sky and left with a long roar.

Mu Qianqian wanted to ask, but she noticed that the memory in her brain was gradually decreasing...

Mengpo soup, she can't solve it.

Mu Qianqian inserted her hands into her hair, clutching her increasingly blank head tightly, and kept murmuring, "Don't forget, don't forget!"

She can't forget, she still has to ask Baili Mochen for money, and she still has to leave the palace to go wandering, how can she forget like that!

With the last consciousness, Mu Qianqian struggled to get to the desk, grabbed the brush and wrote tremblingly,
"My name is Mu Qianqian. I come from the 21st century. I know poison and medicine. My husband's name is Baili..." Mo Chen, I hate him, and he still owes me money.

Before the last word was written, the brush in his hand fell off from his fingertips, and the splashed ink formed countless ink spots on the paper.

Her legs began to weaken, Mu Qianqian grabbed the rice paper on the table tightly, and she fell to the ground with a bang.

At the moment before she completely fell into a coma, Mu Qianqian swore in her heart: she must never be fooled around by Baili Mochen again, otherwise, Mu Qianqian, you will live broadcast Chixiang!
(End of this chapter)