Shangguan Jing was helping, and Herui removed Qingqing's clothes one by one and covered her with a quilt. Shangguan Jing looked at Qingqing's heavy cotton jacket and smiled and said, "Mother is too exaggerated. She wears so much, and she treats Qingqing like the two small buns that are twins..."

"My wife now holds the second lady in her palm and is afraid of breaking it, and holds it in her mouth and is afraid of melting it..." He Rui sat on the edge of the bed and pressed the corner of Qingqing's quilt.

Shangguan Jing chuckled and shook her head, picked up a sachet from Qingqing's dressing table, and looked at it just now.

"Why is Qingqing still carrying this sachet? It's been a few months now, so you won't change it for her!" Shangguan Jing frowned.

He Rui sighed: "It's the lady who refuses to change it. Why don't she change it? She's like this now, so it's hard for us to force her to do things she doesn't like anymore. It's just a small sachet. If she really likes it, let her take it with her..."

"Then you can find someone with the same appearance to replace it... Otherwise, it would be dirt if you don't wash for a few months?" Shangguan Jing glanced at He Rui and Ling Jiao dissatisfiedly.

He Rui looked embarrassed by her eyes: "We tried it too, but the lady recognized it and cried so anxiously. She had no choice but to exchange it for her... Lingjiao and I thought, maybe it was the fragrance in the sachet that made her miss it!"

Shangguan Jing's eyebrows stretched out. Qingqing was really a quirk. When she was doing well in the past, she didn't know that she had a hobby of fragrance.

She picked up the sachet and put it on her nose to smell it. A rich scent of Qili came to her nose, and there was nothing special.

"It's just some ordinary Qilixiang, why...?" Shangguan Jing said, and suddenly her head became dizzy.

She shook her head hard, and the dizziness in her mind dissipated. What's going on? Why did she suddenly feel dizzy?

Could it be that I have been studying too hard these two days?

Shangguan Jing immediately raised her purse again and sucked two sips of the scent of Qilixiang to refresh herself.

The drowsiness in my mind swept away, and the spirit was also in the formation. Shangguan Jing shook her head and said, "It seems that I have to adjust my time to study, and it can't be too late. This spirit is going to be depressed!"

Then she carried the sachet and said to Herui: "It's just an ordinary Qilixiang. I still have some in there. I'll pack my purse and send it to Qingqing. You guys will bring this sachet..."

As he was talking, Shangguan Jing suddenly felt dizzy again and her mind suddenly became blank.

He Rui and Ling Jiao looked at Shangguan Jing and suddenly stopped, their eyes began to dissipate, and they were so scared that they hurriedly supported her.

"What's wrong, Miss, Miss?" He Rui was frightened when she looked at Shangguan Jing's symptoms that were the same as Qingqing.

The two shouted a few times, Shangguan Jing woke up, looked at the anxious eyes of the two surrounding her, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Miss, you just fainted, no, you didn't faint, you just seemed to be like the second lady..." He Ruiyue said and his voice gradually lowered.

"What?" Shangguan Jing was startled, and her eyes slowly fell on the sachet in her hand, her heart was like a drumstick.

Before she was dizzy twice, she only smelled the sachet. Is there something wrong with the sachet?!

She asked so gently and it turned out like this, that Qingqing...

"How many times does Qingqing smell this sachet every day?" Shangguan Jing reacted and looked at He Rui with sharp eyes.

Herui looked at her holding the sachet tightly, her eyes widened: "Miss, do you suspect... there is something wrong with this sachet?"

"No, I'm not suspicious..." Shangguan Jing made a decisive move. "I'm sure there's something wrong with this sachet now!"

"Miss loves this sachet very much. She smelled it a few times a day, but we didn't count it. I think there must be at least 70 or 80 times!" He Rui said the more she felt more and more panicked, and tears couldn't help but flow out. "Miss, is there really something wrong with this sachet? If there is really something wrong, the lady wears it every day and smells it every day... Isn't she..."

"Did the lady be fine? Because this sachet is actually..." Ling Jiao's mind was trembling and she didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Shangguan Jing's face turned gloomy: "Where did this sachet come from? There is also this spice!"

"This sachet was made by the lady himself, and this spice was made with you last time!" He Rui said.

Shangguan Jing's beautiful eyes widened, how could this happen?

The sachets were made by Qingqing himself, so there would be no problem. The spices were dried together and ground and prepared, so there was no problem. The sachets on her body were also Qilixiang. There was no problem with the same batch of Qilixiang as Qingqing!

What exactly happened to the problem that made Qingqing's wallet different from her own?!

If the problem of sachets and spices is ruled out, then someone must have added something to Qingqing's sachet to harm Qingqing... Who would it be?

A flattering face flashed in Shangguan Jing's mind. Could it be the woman Tian?
Chapter completed!