Fast Transmigration: The Strongest Slag Abuse Project

Chapter 54 Disaster for the country and the demon concubine 3
Wang Qingyun loved Ouyang Jing deeply, and at the suggestion of his retainer, he decided to enter the palace and become the emperor's concubine to help Ouyang Jing.

After Ouyang Jing learned about it, he put on a heartbroken look of being abandoned by his lover, which made Wang Qingyun blame himself and work harder to help him.

In the intrigue in the harem, Wang Qingyun relied on her beauty and the maid Ouyang Jing sent her to give advice all the way, won the favor of the emperor, and passed five hurdles all the way to be promoted to the position of noble concubine.

With her help, Ouyang Jing also gained the emperor's attention.

However, the good times didn't last long, and the emperor suddenly passed out on Wang Qingyun's bed when he was serving the bed, and passed away after a few days.

At the same time, who spread the words of the wandering Taoist back then, and the emperor had an accident on her bed, everyone thought she was a witch, and all the ministers begged the new emperor, Ouyang Jing, to execute her.

So Wang Qingyun was given poisonous wine by Ouyang Jing, and she, who loved Ouyang Jing deeply, drank the poisoned wine without complaint, but she didn't expect that not only did she not die, but also fell into the hands of Queen Qingping, who had always hated her.

Only then did she realize that she was just a pawn for Ouyang Jing to ascend to the throne, and that even the accident of the emperor was planned by Ouyang Jing, and her close maid Cuihuan betrayed her early on and took refuge in Wang Qingping.

The death of the old emperor was the poison of Cuihuan, who had betrayed his master and ungrateful.

Wang Qingping hated Wang Qingyun to the bone, so she was locked up with several men who had tuberculosis. Wang Qingyun was not only abused by those men, but also contracted tuberculosis, and finally died of illness in the village where she was locked up.

On the day of her death, Wang Qingping became the queen of Dongli Kingdom with her phoenix robe, and the General Protector's Mansion was named the Duke Protector's Mansion by the new emperor, becoming the most powerful nobleman in Dongli Kingdom besides the royal family.

Wang Qingyun's soul is not reconciled, she bears the name of the demon concubine who is a disaster for the country, but in the end let everyone step on her corpse to ascend to the high position.

She hated Ouyang Jing who used her as a pawn, and even more hated Wang Qingping who made her die without innocence.

She wanted to become the real demon concubine who brought disaster to the country, and let all those who climbed up on her blood fall down one by one.

"26, is this the simple task you mentioned?" Qing Yun snorted.

Disaster for the country and the demon concubine?Nima, is this kind of task she can do?To become a concubine is not allowed to have sex with the emperor?

"That's right, isn't it so simple? Wang Qingyun looks like a fairy descending to the earth. The Wang Qingping just now is far worse than her! Hehe, host, am I particularly smart?" 26 smiled and waited for Qingyun's compliment.

"Hehe... If you want to die, tell me, I will kill myself right now and send you to the recycle bin."

Qingyun refused in his heart, arguing with a group of women for a man, just thinking about the scene makes him feel chills.

"Don't, don't, don't, host, calm down, if you commit suicide, you will be wiped out."

26 was taken aback, and said aggrievedly: "This task is really simple, it belongs to the lowest level of strategy tasks, only low-level systems can do this kind of task, middle and high-level systems are not qualified to do it."

"Then I really thank you!"

Countless grass and mud horses flew by in Qingyun's heart, jumped off the bed and turned around in the room.

"Master, host, what are you doing?" Seeing her walking up and down in this dilapidated house, 26 felt a little confused.

"I'm looking for something to commit suicide." Qingyun gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"No, host! He made a mistake, and he really didn't mean it. How about we kill Ouyang Jing and then Wang Qingping? Then we don't need to use the strategy." 26 cried miserably.

"Do you think I'm a god? Ouyang Jing is the emperor, what's the difference between killing the emperor with Wang Qingyun's body that can collapse in a wind, and committing suicide?" Qingyun was really convinced by this retarded 26.

26: "... Otherwise, the host is so big, you will be reluctant to do it..."

"Go away! Don't even think about it!" Qing Yun refused.

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Qingyun rummaged through boxes and cabinets, and finally found an emerald green smoked veil Bixia skirt that she had worn before in a corner of the dilapidated room. She took a rough look, then roughly put the dress on her body, and then tore off the skirt from the corner. A cloth strip tied up the messy long hair.

26 silently took a look at the crooked clothes on Qingyun's body, such delicate and gorgeous clothes were actually worn by the host like this, it was really shocking.

It wanted to remind Qingyun a few words, so it coughed twice and was about to speak.

Qingyun asked impatiently: "Why?"

26 was startled, and replied in a very low voice: "No, it's nothing."

"Oh."

26 Silently suppressing what she wanted to say, she comforted herself and said: Forget it, it’s still not good-looking even if the clothes are neatly dressed, so be it!

Qingyun didn't know that she was being rejected, and after hastily put on her clothes, she began to look around the room.

After a lot of tossing, Qingyun found that the doors and windows in this room were locked by someone outside.

It seemed that Wang Qingping was very wary of the original owner. The original owner died of tuberculosis not long ago, and she even locked the doors and windows of the room.

But fortunately, it was only locked. If it was sealed with wooden boards, Qingyun would have to kill people like in the second world.

She pushed all the windows again, chose a window with some decayed or even loose wood, picked up the only stool in the room that was missing a leg, and slammed it towards the loose place.

With a "crash", the window was not smashed open, but the stool was shattered all over the floor.

Qingyun: ...

Without the stool, Qingyun had no choice but to look for other tools.

This dilapidated house is really pitiful, and I turned around a lot, but I couldn't find a decent tool to smash the windows.

In the end, Qingyun could only turn his eyes to the candlestick. This candlestick was made of copper and held some weight in his hand, so it should be usable.

Qingyun took the copper candlestick and found a relatively fragile place, and smashed it with all his strength.

Ten times in a row, the wooden window finally cracked, leaving a big hole.

Qingyun threw the candlestick away, panting from exhaustion, his hands were numb and painful from the shock, not to mention how sore it was.

After leaning against the wall to rest for a while, she returned to the bed, pulled off the worn and yellowed bed curtain and put it on her shoulders, held the candle in her hand, and struggled to climb out of the window.

After leaving the house, it was pitch black, and it was obvious that there was no guard around the house.

Qingyun understood that tuberculosis was a terminal disease in ancient times. Except for Wang Qingping, who hated the original owner, and the person who delivered the food, whoever dared to guard here, everyone in the village would stay far away if they passed by the courtyard. Afraid of contracting the disease.

No one was guarding, which greatly facilitated Qingyun's hands.

She quickly covered the entire window with the bed curtain she carried on her shoulders, and then lit the bed curtain with a candle. The rotten wood was instantly ignited, and the flame spread rapidly, and the whole house was soon engulfed in flames. among.

Seeing that the whole house was completely on fire, Qingyun turned and left.

Two hours had passed when the people in Zhuangzi discovered that the courtyard where Wang Qingyun was locked up caught fire.

Guan Qingyun's house had already been turned into ruins, but the fire was still spreading wildly, sweeping towards the surrounding houses.

The people in Zhuangzi were so frightened that they rushed to fight the fire with basins and buckets filled with water.

　La la la (*^ω^*)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)