Pei Yuanhao looked at him and smiled coldly, then looked down at me and asked: "Yue Qingying, I am here to ask you, what did you do to the Queen's meal at the Bath Orchid Festival night banquet?"<

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The severe pain in my abdomen came one after another, making me almost breathless, but I still persisted and said: "Slave, please exchange the Queen's almond tea with Madam Yingxue's almond tea."

When the people around him heard this, they were all shocked.

Queen Yin's face turned stern, and the emperor immediately said angrily: "It's really you who poisoned me, here comes——!"

"Father!" Pei Yuanhao stopped him hastily: "This matter is not that simple. If she was really the poisoner, why did she need to exchange the two bowls of meals? Then the one who was poisoned was the queen."

The emperor frowned and reacted. He immediately glared at me and shouted: "Explain me honestly, otherwise I will destroy your nine tribes!"

Pei Yuanhao also asked: "Why did you exchange these two bowls of meals?"

I looked at the queen carefully, and for some reason, her eyes were as cold as needles. She didn't feel the joy of escaping the bad luck at all, but became more severe. I said: "Because, this slave smelled something in the queen's bowl of almond tea.

Osmanthus was added, and the servant guessed that the Queen hated the taste of osmanthus, so——"

As soon as the word "osmanthus" was spoken, the atmosphere in the entire lobby suddenly became solemn.

Queen Yin's face immediately turned ugly, and the emperor sitting next to her suddenly became gloomy.

Pei Yuanhao asked again: "Why do you guess that the queen hates the smell of osmanthus?"

I turned my head and glanced at Pei Yuanfeng, and there was a hint of surprise on his face. He nodded hurriedly at me, and I said softly: "His Royal Highness King Qi once told the slave that his mother didn't like the smell of osmanthus, but at that time he

Hiding his identity, the slave was not the Queen as he said. It was not until the slave arrived at the night banquet that he realized that the person who had been dating the slave was the King of Qi, so the slave boldly guessed that the Queen hates sweet-scented osmanthus."

As soon as I finished speaking, Pei Yuanfeng also stood up and said, "Yes, I did tell Qingying this matter."

Queen Yin glanced at me: "I didn't expect that you, a little palace maid, are quite clever. You can guess that I hate osmanthus in such a short period of time."

"Your Majesty, this is so praiseworthy."

I bowed to her and felt the pain on my body getting deeper and deeper. The sweat had dripped to the floor and accumulated in a small ball. It became more and more difficult to breathe.

Pei Yuanchen said coldly: "So what if she changed the osmanthus? Maybe she planted the osmanthus after all, just as a way to avoid responsibility afterwards."

When I heard this, my heart sank. It seemed that Pei Yuanchen was trying every means to frame me and put me to death.

Pei Yuanhao asked: "Yue Qingying, did you plant the sweet-scented osmanthus?"

"No!"
Chapter completed!