After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

"You'll be lying down anyway when you die, so what's wrong with me lying down now?" Nian Susu forced an ugly smile.

It is said that it takes only one mouth to spread a rumor, but it takes a lot of effort to refute it. Since they have already spread the rumor, they will not listen to your explanation.

When you produce evidence, they will doubt the authenticity of the evidence, and you will then have to prove that the evidence is true. This cycle will repeat itself, and you will fall into the trap of self-proving. Not only will you fail to prove your innocence, but it will increase your anxiety, and others will think you are quibbling.

Besides, she didn't even know who started the rumor! If we can't solve it at the source, this matter can't be solved.

Zhihua's face wrinkled into a ball, and she held Nian Susu's shoulders to prevent her from lying down again, "Miss, are you just going to let them bully you like this?"

Nian Susu nodded weakly, "If they mess with me, they will be considered to have picked on the softest persimmon within a hundred miles."

Zhihua felt as powerless as a eunuch looking at a beautiful woman.

Nian Su Su is like a eunuch touching himself, there is no reaction at all.

Zhihua didn't know why the young lady wanted to give up on herself. Every time the second young lady came to her house to cause trouble, she would fight to the death and would never suffer any loss. Why did she...

She let go of Nian Susu's shoulders and lay back down.

Zhihua suddenly had an idea and realized the problem.

She lowered her voice and asked Nian Susu mysteriously, "Miss, don't you know who spread these rumors?"

Nian Susu finally responded. He opened his eyes and looked at Zhihua, his eyes full of curiosity. "Who is it?"

Whether the other party is hitting a steel plate or cotton depends on whether Nian Susu can afford to offend him. If the other party is in a high position and can kill her with just one word, then even if she is slandered, is she not wrong?

Zhihua glanced towards the west wing and said, "Well, Miss, do you understand what I mean?"

Nian Susu sat up from the couch and asked again in disbelief, "Nian Qiaoyue did it?"

From her almost cracked voice, one could tell she was really angry.

Zhihua nodded and said, "I also heard it from the maid in the backyard. People outside have no doubt about the accuracy of the news because the news came from the prime minister's mansion."

Nian Susu gritted her teeth. She should have thought of it earlier. Qin Junyu sent her something without anyone noticing. How did people outside know that she had such a close relationship with Qin Junyu, except for a small number of people in the Xiangfu? And how did they spread the news so unpleasantly?

In the prime minister's mansion, except for Nian Qiaoyue who disliked her, everyone else respected her very much. And as a servant, they would never dare to spread the master's affairs.

Then it can only be the year and the month!

Nian Susu tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, calmed down and thought of a solution.

Since it was Nian Qiaoyue who spread the rumor, she didn't need to refute it and could directly shift the topic to Nian Qiaoyue.

This is the public relations rule in the entertainment industry - if you want to suppress the popularity of a certain piece of gossip, just reveal another more shocking piece of gossip.

In this way, the attention of the onlookers was all on Nian Qiaoyue, and naturally they had no intention of paying attention to her.

She knew that during this period Nian Qiaoyue often disguised herself to go out on dates with Qin Fengtian. She wore a veil hat and dressed low-key, so she was not afraid of being recognized on the road. The two of them went shopping hand in hand openly, which was so sweet.

A few days ago, Nian Susu was still happy about the rapid development of the relationship between the male and female protagonists, but he didn't expect that he would take advantage of this now.

"Zhihua, did Nian Qiaoyue go out today?" Nian Susu lifted the blanket, put on his shoes and went out, full of fighting spirit.

Zhihua pouted and thought for a while, "She must have gone out. Madam summoned the second young lady to the main hall to ask questions this morning, and Mrs. Zhang said she was not there."

Nian Susu snorted complacently. This time, he would let Nian Qiaoyue know what it meant to shoot oneself in the foot!

Nian Susu took Zhihua and sneaked out of the house through the back door, hiding on the streets like a thief.

"Miss, what are we doing?" Zhihua didn't understand, but still followed and hid behind a cart.

"You'll know soon." Nian Susu looked mysterious.

Hard work pays off. Nian Susu finally saw Qin Fengtian in front of a hairpin stall. Next to him stood a petite woman wearing a veil hat. She must be Nian Qiaoyue.

Nian Susu pulled Zhihua and hid behind a mask stall. The owner's shelf was full of masks, which just hid the two of them tightly.

They were far away and could not hear what the two were saying. They only saw Qin Fengtian gesturing at Nian Qiaoyue's head with a hairpin through the veil. Nian Qiaoyue was coy and lowered her head shyly.

Then Qin Fengtian grabbed several hairpins on the spread with his big hand, held them in front of Nian Qiaoyue, said a few words with a smile, and Nian Qiaoyue nodded.

Qin Fengtian handed the hairpin to the stall owner, who smiled so hard that his teeth were showing. He carefully wrapped the hairpin and handed it to him with both hands.

The two left the hairpin stall.

Nian Susu made a gesture to Zhihua, indicating her to follow, and the two of them followed Qin Fengtian and Nian Qiaoyue stealthily.

When the two of them stopped in front of a stall again, Nian Susu took advantage of this opportunity to open the system backpack.

When she rowed to the back, her eyes fell on a small prop called "scratching ears and cheeks".

Nian Su Su: Resurrection, my love!

【I'm here honey.】

Nian Susu was frightened by the Taobao customer service in his mind. After calming down, he asked it: What is this "scratching" used for?

It is said that the system has become more developed, so it is okay to ask about the function of props, right? I remember when she first bound the system, this broken system was like a mute, no matter how hard she tried, it didn't make a sound, and the function of props was all guesswork. Now the times have changed, and she can talk to the system.

[The upgraded version of the itching powder has stronger efficacy and longer-lasting effect! ]

Nian Susu lowered his eyes and asked: What is this "Give me a big slap in the face"?

[As the name suggests, the user will slap themselves crazily until the drug wears off.]

Nian Susu: Then this “lunar surface”…

[You can make your smooth face as bumpy as the surface of the moon! ]

Nian Susu couldn't help but twitch his lips. Who on earth invented these heaven-defying props? The names were weird, and the functions were even weirder.

Zhihua patted her shoulder and said, "Miss, what are you thinking about?"

Nian Susu was startled. The backpack page was still in front of her. She shook her head nonchalantly and said, "Nothing."

She threw those three props at Nian Qiaoyue at once.

When she thought of how embarrassed Nian Qiaoyue would be in the future, she couldn't stop smiling.

When Zhihua looked, she saw her leaning sideways, covering her face with her hands, and her shoulders shaking violently.

Zhihua comforted her in a panic: "Miss, please don't cry. Why don't we go back? Following the Second Miss like this won't do anything, and it will only make you sad."

Nian Susu raised his head and looked at her. His lips were harder to press than an AK47, and he didn't look sad at all.

"Miss, you're not crying?" Zhihua breathed a sigh of relief.

Nian Susu sneered, "Someone else should be crying!"