My beloved wife is reborn, let's get divorced, Mr. Prime Minister

Song Qingcheng felt more and more that everyone must be possessed by demons. This kind of blind worship was unacceptable.

She insisted that the entire box of things be thrown away. If they were to do so, would Chunhe Hall still be habitable?

But the nanny strongly opposed it.

"Girl, is it possible that this durian really smells bad but tastes good?"

Everyone in Chunhetang disagreed with Song Qingcheng's rash decision to throw away the box of things.

In short, this stinky thing can no longer be thrown away.

Song Qingcheng had no choice but to order the box of durian to be moved far away.

When the servants received the order, they went forward to move the box of durians away. They had just lifted the box up.

Song Qingcheng remembered what they had just said.

Then he asked again: "You said this thing smells bad, but it tastes very fragrant!"

The servant who had replied earlier nodded, "That's exactly what the master said when he gave instructions!"

Hearing this, Song Qingcheng seemed to be thinking about something, and then said, "Then let's keep the ripe one and taste it."

As soon as he said this, the servant put down the box, took a deep breath, and then opened the lid of the box.

Song Qingcheng and the people from Chunhetang had already retreated a long distance.

They all covered their mouths and noses with handkerchiefs and had the servants place them directly on the table in the pavilion.

After a long period of mental preparation, I finally walked forward. Although the smell was still very bad, I could still accept it by covering my mouth and nose.

She walked forward and wanted to reach out and touch the strange thing on the table in front of her.

“Hiss…hiss…hiss….”

"Be careful, girl!"

Song Qingcheng's cry of pain and the reminders from everyone in Chunhe Hall sounded at the same time.

But it was too late, Song Qingcheng had already touched him.

Unexpectedly, the thorns of the durian were so hard that they directly pierced a small hole in her hand.

A drop of blood condensed from the finger.

This thing can also be used as a hidden weapon...

The maids of Chunhetang hurried forward, took Song Qingcheng's hand, and asked someone to bring some medicine.

Song Qingcheng: “............”

"No need, it's just a minor injury, it's nothing serious!"

Song Qingcheng wiped the blood drops from her fingers with a handkerchief and said indifferently.

For her, this minor injury was really nothing serious. After all, in her previous life, she had put in a lot of effort to improve her cooking skills.

At that time, she didn't know how many times her hands had been splashed with hot oil, but it was much more painful than this.

This minor injury couldn't touch her bottom line at all.

Moreover, when we were heading south to Nanjing, her legs were rubbed bloody while riding a horse, and she got over it.

Nowadays, this little injury is really nothing.

In the eyes of everyone in Chunhetang, she is a spoiled young lady who has never had a scratch on her skin since she was a child.

Now that I've been pricked by this thing, I can't help but feel a little nervous.

But Song Qingcheng looked indifferent, so the people in Chunhetang felt relieved, but they still bandaged Song Qingcheng's hands tightly with layer after layer.

Song Qingcheng raised her hand, "Is this reasonable? Isn't this a bit of an exaggeration?"

If the people from Chunhetang saw her injured before, they would probably faint from fright.

Now the people in Chunhetang have kept Song Qingcheng far away and will not let her get any closer, for fear that something might happen.

However, Song Qingcheng was no longer allowed to approach the thorny durian, but was asked to sit aside.

Wait until the box is opened.

Dongmei and the others asked someone to bring a thick cloth and put it around the durian.

Break the durian apart with force.

An even stronger smell rushed up, causing Dongmei and the others to retreat several steps.

".....................Girl is fine............"

They turned around and said.

Then there was another round of vomiting sounds.

I couldn't vomit, so I had the most uncomfortable dry heaves!

“Girl…are you sure…you…want…to…eat…Ugh!”

It's strange to say, after Song Qingcheng smelled a foul odor, she actually smelled something else vaguely. Could it be that it was really as Pei Huaizhi said, that this thing smells stinky but tastes delicious.

Has Pei Huaizhi ever eaten it himself?

Song Qingcheng was a little curious. She thought about Pei Huaizhi's face and then thought about how he ate.

She was absolutely ridiculous.

Song Qingcheng then moved forward again and looked at the petals of fruit, which were quite strange.

It turns out that the fruit inside looks like this.

Spoons, bowls and dishes had just been prepared on the table.

Everyone held their breath and watched Song Qingcheng pick up the small spoon, scoop a mouthful and put it into her mouth.

"Ugh...Ugh...Ugh...Ugh...Ugh...Ugh...Ugh..."

Song Qingcheng overestimated herself and couldn't help vomiting.

This isn't fragrant either.

If it weren't for the fact that this person is a bit rebellious.

Song Qingcheng refused to give up.

He turned to look at the people in Chunhe Hall and said, "Try it and see what it tastes like."

In fact, everyone is curious about this strange fruit.

Song Qingcheng came forward as soon as she called him.

He took the bowl and plate, carefully took a piece, and ate it in small bites.

Song Qingcheng looked closely at their reactions.

See if anyone thinks it tastes good?

All the people in Chunhetang went into battle.

Each of them took a small plate and tried to eat.

"Ugh... No, young lady... I can't swallow it..." Qiuyue said and took another bite, "It really can't be done... It still can't be done... Young lady... Young lady, I really can't accept it!"

Next came Chunyu. Chunyu didn’t say anything because she had already proved with her actions that the durian didn’t taste good either.

"...Ugh...Ugh...It really tastes terrible,...Ugh...I can't swallow it...Ugh...Ugh...Ugh...Ugh...Ugh...Ugh...Ugh...Ugh...This taste...Ugh...

...Ugh...Ugh...Ugh...Ugh...Ugh...Ugh...Ugh...I can't...Ugh...Ugh...It's definitely not fragrant...Ugh...It's a bit smelly...Ugh..."

Song Qingcheng saw that Chunyu looked like she was about to break into pieces. This durian tasted stinky!

Next is Dongmei.

Song Mei closed her eyes and prepared herself mentally before eating, and she was also prepared to dry heave.

She held her breath and swallowed it in one gulp!

"Um???"

Dongmei smacked the food, her eyes sparkling, "Girl, this thing is really not smelly, it's soft, sticky, sweet and delicious!"

Chun He Tang: "...........Dongmei.............Do you really think it tastes good?"

Dongmei nodded, "It's a real girl!"

Song Qingcheng raised her eyebrows. Pei Huaizhi did not lie to her. Some people indeed thought that this stinky thing was fragrant.

Song Qingcheng seemed to have a rebellious nature.

She asked someone to prepare another piece, as she refused to believe that she couldn't eat it.

So she ate another piece. It was OK, not that unacceptable.

Sure enough, after trying a few more times, it was different.

It's kind of delicious!

In the end, she actually thought it was delicious!

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At the same time, Xie Wanning came out of Ripple Garden and walked out of the room.

A group of masked men in black suddenly appeared in front of me.

Xie Wanning was startled and held her purse tightly to her chest, fearing that it would be snatched away by the criminals.

"You...you...who...are...you?"

As he spoke, his face kept retreating!

He turned around and wanted to run away, but the man in black kept pressing him until he had no way to retreat.

"You...you...who...are you?"

Xie Wanning continued to ask tremblingly.

"Ms. Xie, are you willing? Don't you want revenge? Don't you want the person who hurt you to get the punishment he deserves? As long as you do what I say, I can avenge you."

The masked man in black said.

When she thought of Song Qingcheng's life of luxury, she couldn't think so much.

"What do you want me to do?"

Xie Wanning asked.

"I have nothing now, how can I take revenge?"

"No!"

The man in black stretched out a finger and shook it. "You are not completely penniless. You still have a trump card in your hand!"

"Trump card?! What is it!?"

Xie Wan Ning asked impatiently.

"Your aunt Xie!"

"Aunt? My aunt?"

She had never thought of her aunt since the accident; how could she have forgotten her?

"Yes! It's Xie's."

The masked man in black said.

Hearing this, Xie Wan Ning sneered, "Perhaps you don't know yet, Pei Huaizhi is not someone who can be easily manipulated by my aunt? To be honest, the relationship between my aunt and Xie is not very good. If you want to manipulate Pei Huaizhi, you may have made a wrong calculation."

"Besides, I'm a criminal now. How can you be sure that my aunt will accept me unconditionally?"

The masked man in black said, "The Xie family may not have feelings for you because you left the Xie family when you were young, so they don't have many feelings for you. But this Xie is different. You were raised by Xie, so she naturally treats you differently. Moreover, Xie is confused. As long as you go back and keep crying, Xie will definitely not be able to bear it. Although she cannot take you back to the Duke's Mansion, she will definitely arrange a place for you to live outside, and because of her debt, she may visit you often."

"Your aunt has always been dissatisfied with Song Qingcheng! As the saying goes, allies with a common enemy are more solid!"

The masked man in black spoke with conviction.

"What do you want from me? There is no such thing as a free lunch!"

"You don't need to do anything. You just need to please Xie and become her niece who she can talk to about anything!"

Xie Wan Ning frowned, not knowing what the man in black was up to. What was the point of coaxing a woman in the backyard?

"Just do it yourself. I'm not discussing this with you, I'm telling you. If you don't do what I say, I might as well let you bleed to death right now. It's just a worthless life, so I don't think anyone will care about the death of a beggar!"

"Either you die, or watch Pei Huaizhi and Song Qingcheng crawl at your feet. I don't need to tell you which one to choose!"

Xie Wanning had no choice at all.

"it is good!"

Xie Wan Ning said.

"Then someone will send you back to Shangjing!"

The masked man in black stepped forward and grabbed Xie Wan Ning's neck as he spoke, forcing Xie Wan Ning to open her mouth.

The man in black directly gave Xie Wan Ning a pill to take, "You'd better not play tricks! You have to take an antidote for this Word Spirit Poison every month. If I find out that you are not honest, the Word Spirit Poison will take effect and you will bleed to death from all seven orifices. Do you understand!!!"

The man in black let go of Xie Wan Ning's neck and patted her face.

"Be obedient... Got it?"

The man in black said.

The sound reached Xie Wanning's ears like a poisonous snake.

It made Xie Wan Ning shudder.

She kept coughing, and it took her a long time to catch her breath.

When I raised my eyes, there was no trace of the man in black in front of me.

Who is this man in black? Xie Wan Ning regained her consciousness only after the man in black left quietly.

What kind of secrets do you want to get by getting close to your aunt?

"Thank you, Miss!"

A hoarse man's voice suddenly sounded behind Xie Wanning.

She was startled and turned around suddenly, not realizing that an old man with a hunched back was standing behind her.

I only heard the old man say, "Next, an old servant will escort Miss Xie back to the mansion!"

Xie Wan Ning looked towards the end of the alley and saw a carriage parked there.

Xie Wanning followed the hunchbacked old man onto the carriage, which creaked slowly towards the city gate of Jinling.

"Let's find an inn. I'll wash up first!"

Xie Wanning was dirty at this time. In the closed carriage, she could already smell the sour odor emanating from her body and the unbearable itch on her head.

The old man on the shaft outside the carriage said, "Miss Xie, please be patient. If you are clean, how can you see how miserable you are? It's better to go back to the capital first and see Mrs. Xie before you wash up."