Transmigrated into a vicious female supporting role, reborn as a hostage to the paranoid male protag

The person lying on the bed was not Su Yingxue. He coldly lifted her right wrist. On her wrist, as white as a lotus root, there was a toad's blood in the middle. On the lower right side of the toad's blood, there was no cinnabar mole that was unique to Su Yingxue.

This was something he discovered accidentally when he was taking her pulse and treating her last time.

Perhaps the mole was too hidden and no one knew about it, so no one would bother to fake it.

Chu Xingchen's face turned stern, his eyes dimmed, and a bold guess emerged in his mind.

If the person on the bed wasn't Su Yingxue, then where had the real Su Yingxue gone? Had she slipped out of the palace? Or had she been abducted by the mastermind behind the assassination?

Chu Xing looked at the fake Su Yingxue lying on the bed with deep eyes, and looked at the face of the woman in front of him carefully and coldly in the moonlight.

Looking at it this way, this fake Su Yingxue really looks like Su Yingxue.

Could it be...

Chu Xingchen reached out and found the edge of a human skin mask at the woman's hairline.

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Chu Xingchen smiled faintly. He knew that this person was not Su Yingxue. He didn't expect it was a disguise...

Almost, even Chu Xingchen would have been fooled, if it weren't for the fragrance of the osmanthus hair oil, the flaw would have been revealed...

But if the woman in front of her is not her, Su Yingxue, then where is the real Su Yingxue?

Chu Xing pondered this, his expression turning cold. This antidote needed to be taken once every two weeks, combined with internal energy and acupuncture to force the poison out.

If treatment is missed even once, all previous efforts will be wasted due to the potent nature of this poison.

Where could this woman go? Chu Xingchen couldn't help but feel furious. He had used the medicine from the bottom of his treasure chest to save her life, but she had wasted it! She had agreed to recuperate in the Princess' Palace and not see anyone, and now she had found someone to impersonate her and take charge of the place, while she had slipped away to who knows where!

Chu Xing's eyes were as deep as the abyss, and he stared at the woman in front of him coldly and deeply, but he placed her on the couch without saying a word, and left the Princess's Palace quietly with a cold voice and returned to the side hall.

"Zhaoying, go and check. Where did Su Yingxue go?" Chu Xingchen returned to the side hall and coldly ordered Zhaoying who was standing beside him. There was a hint of resentment and a hint of faint worry hidden under the iceberg in his heart.

The miserable experiences he had endured over the years had inexplicably made him obsessed with trusting only himself. He had always hoped to be in control of the situation, so he would be unhappy if something he didn't know about happened.

In particular, the other party is Su Yingxue, who has always claimed that she likes her appearance very much and has tried every means to stop her.

If you like me, why did you suddenly disappear like this? Is it playing hard to get?

Chu Xingchen's eyes became deeper and colder.

Don't think that just because she disappears, I'll change from disliking her to being nice to her, Chu Xingchen thought with disdain.

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On the second day, Su Yingxue, Situ Qingming, Qin Dong, and Mo Yunsheng finally chose their teammates, received their assigned private room jade tokens, and entered the second floor of the Plum Blossom Appreciation Villa. Qin Dong handed over the jade tokens, and a red-dressed maid led them to the corresponding private room.

After entering the private room, Su Yingxue removed her veil. She had Si Dong perform a facelift early that morning. He had her nose raised, her chin pointed, and a red cinnabar mole dotted at the corner of her eye.

When the competition officially begins, contestants are not allowed to wear veils, so Su Yingxue's initial plan was to create a stand-in who looks like Wanwan Leiqing.

At first glance, she looks very similar to Su Yingxue, but upon closer inspection, I feel that there are many differences and they are not similar at all.

Qin Xue was Su Yingxue's stand-in, and she wanted Qin Xue to spend more time with Mo Yunsheng while they were still on the same team. Only if Mo Yunsheng didn't dislike Qin Xue would he be able to lessen his hatred for the original Su Yingxue's similar face in the future.

Zhang Susu has mastered the art of substitute literature.

Entering the private room, there was a large two-room building. The outer room held a zither and a writing desk, while the inner room was used for needlework and incense making, as well as a wall-long display of weapons. All the equipment needed for the competition could be found here.

According to the rules, the men competed in writing poetry, prose, playing music, playing chess, painting, martial arts, Cuju, and horseback riding and archery.

The women's categories include needlework, painting, poetry, calligraphy, music, dancing, martial arts, and incense making.

According to the rules of the first round, at least half of the eighteen teams must be eliminated, leaving only eight teams for the second round. Four participants will each choose a single skill, and no more than one category may be selected. The final ranking in each individual match will be counted towards the group competition score.

Situ Qingming was a bit nervous during their first meeting, as it was her first time meeting two men from outside her family. Fortunately, she had Qin Xue with her. Qin Dong was her older brother, and the other was the renowned gentleman Mo Yunsheng. With Qin Xue's insightful analysis, she quickly adjusted to the pace of the competition.

"For the first competition, since the competition categories are self-selected, this greatly increases the room for manipulation." Qin Xue said with a smile. There was no one around here, only the four of them, so she took off her veil.

Today, she wore light makeup and a headgear specially made for Mo Yunsheng. Her voice was soft and gentle as she seriously consulted everyone's opinions, "Mr. Mo and my brother both have their own strengths.

Sister Qingming had told Ah Xue early on that she wanted to compete in martial arts, and Ah Xue's talent was somewhat weaker than the others. Therefore, Ah Xue wanted to avoid the other noble ladies' strengths and choose a less popular category like incense making, so as not to fall behind.

Upon hearing this, Situ Qingming smiled and patted her on the shoulder, saying, "Sister Xue, there's no need to underestimate yourself. You're so smart, you're sure to achieve great results."

Situ Qingming, a descendant of a military commander, spoke directly. "Qingming isn't very good at the usual arts and crafts of noble ladies, but having grown up in a military camp with my father, I do know how to use some weapons."

She stood up from the round table in the main room and walked into the inner room. She stopped in front of the weapons that covered the wall, tried this and that, and finally chose a black cowhide whip. Then she walked back to the main room and said with a smile, "Excuse me, everyone. I will leave the martial arts to Qingming."

"Most of the ladies present are descendants of civil officials. I am the only one who likes this. If, as Sister Xue said, Qingming chooses martial arts, it would be a good thing for the group if I can get points."

Mo Yunsheng and Qin Dong smiled and nodded in agreement upon hearing this. Mo Yunsheng was a refined and refined man of remarkable talent. Rumor had it that the young master of the Mo family possessed three unique talents: his zither playing, his painting skills, and his poetry and prose. So, in truth, Mo Yunsheng's talent was truly due to Qin Dong's preemptive efforts.