Fast Transmigration: The Strongest Slag Abuse Project

Chapter 55 Disaster for the country and the demon concubine 4
Wang Qingping was woken up by the noise outside.

Listening to the shouting outside, she sat up impatiently, lifted the gauze curtain beside the bed, and asked, "Qingyue, what happened outside?"

"It seems like something went wrong somewhere."

There was a rustling sound of getting dressed outside, and then Qingyue and Cuihuan came over neatly dressed.

As a maid who took refuge halfway, Cui Huan was afraid that she would be overpowered by Wang Qingping's personal maid, so she took the lead and said to Wang Qingping: "Miss, wait a moment, I will go out and take a look."

"Well. If there is nothing wrong, let them make their voices quieter, it will cause headaches."

Wang Qingping put down the veil and lay down again.

Seeing her rushing to show off, Qingyue glared at her angrily, and wanted to say something, but her own lady had already spoken, so she could only lower her head and silently watch Cuihuan retreat triumphantly.

There was a sound of closing the door outside, and Qingyue walked to Wang Qingping's bed, pouted and said, "Miss, Cuihuan used to be Wang Qingyun's personal maid, how could you trust her?"

"I know what you said. I left Cuihuan for my own use. The new emperor's lack of affection does not mean that he likes those around him and is also ruthless."

"I have more or less participated in Wang Qingyun's affairs. The new emperor feels guilty towards Wang Qingyun, so he may not blame me. Cuihuan is Wang Qingyun's maid. Doesn't she show that I have the same heart with the new emperor?" Wang Qingping's voice came from Came slowly from the curtain.

When Qingyue heard it, she immediately understood, her dissatisfaction with Cuihuan for the past few days disappeared in an instant, and she said with a smile: "Miss is so smart!"

"Hmph, otherwise you think the new emperor only allowed me to be queen because of my beauty?" Wang Qingping sneered, closed her eyes and continued to rest.

Qingyue was also so witty that she stopped talking.

When Cuihuan walked out the door, he saw a shirtless young man running towards him carrying a bucket of water, with an anxious expression on his face.

Cuihuan glanced at it, and hurriedly covered her eyes, feeling that these mud-legged people in the Zhuangzi had no manners, righteousness or shame at all, and it was really indecent to run outside naked!

But just now she took the initiative to ask Ying to come out to find out the news, how could she give up because of this?

Cui Huan had no choice but to stop the shirtless young man and ask, "Hey, where did Zhuangzi get lost?"

When Wang Er heard someone calling him, he stopped and turned around to see a girl in a pink forged skirt standing under the eaves.

I remembered what my parents said during the day, saying that a nobleman came to this village, and told him to be careful in what he said and did, so as not to offend the nobleman.

So he put down the bucket in his hand foolishly, walked forward and said with a smile on his face, "Is the girl calling me?"

"Of course it's you!" Seeing him approaching, Cuihuan showed disgust in her eyes.

She turned sideways, covered her face with her sleeves, and asked arrogantly: "Just now, my lady heard that Zhuangzi had drowned, let me see if Yan is serious, do you need help?"

"Thank you for your concern, Miss. The yard of the consumptive man caught fire, and the fire spread to the vicinity of Zhuangzi's granary, so everyone is fighting the fire."

Wang Er didn't care at all about Cui Huan's disdain. Instead, he felt that this noble man in Zhuangzi was really kind-hearted.

"Consumption ghost? Is the yard okay? Are the people inside still alive?" Cuihuan frowned and looked towards the firelight in the southwest.

"I heard that the yard was burned to ashes, and I don't know anything else. Hey, let's not talk about it. I'm going to put out the fire first. I'm sorry girl!" Wang Er said a few words, looking at the red light in the sky , quickly picked up the bucket and ran away.

"What's the matter?" Wang Qingping yawned sleepily, and didn't bother to open the curtain when she heard Cuihuan's footsteps.

"Miss, there's a fire in Wang Qingyun's yard." Cui Huan approached the bed and answered softly.

"What?" Wang Qingping sat up suddenly, opened the curtain and asked, "What's going on?"

"People in Zhuangzi said that Guan Wang Qingyun's yard was burned to ashes. Wang Qingyun was so sick that he should have been burned to death."

Cuihuan took a step forward and whispered into Shan Wang Qingping's ear.

"Burned to death? It's cheap for her!" Wang Qingping narrowed his eyes slightly, sneered to himself, yawned again, and waved at Cuihuan: "Go down and rest, don't worry about it."

"Yes." Cuihuan blessed Fushen, glanced triumphantly at Qingyue who was standing aside, stepped forward to put the curtain back for Wang Qingping, and the two retreated to the outside room to rest together.

Qingyun looked back at the red light above Zhuangzi, seeing that the fire must have spread to other places, right?

This Zhuangzi seems to be the eldest lady's dowry Zhuangzi. If the burning is over, the eldest lady will feel heartbroken for a long time.

"Host, where should we go next?" 26 couldn't help but ask.

Qingyun: "Get out of the city and stay away from here."

26: "...are you still doing the mission?"

Qingyun: "Guess."

"..." 26 really wanted to say "Where can I guess", but it held back, it is an empathetic system, at this moment it must not make the host angry.

(Author: Aren't you afraid?)

Qingyun walked for a whole night, and finally reached the official road.

As she walked, she paid attention to her surroundings, hoping to catch a ride in a carriage or something. In this evil ancient society, walking on two legs was really tiring and inefficient.

However, there were no people coming and going on the official road in the early morning. It was not easy to meet an old man driving a bullock cart. Before Qingyun could speak, the other party glanced at her and slapped the whip on the cow's buttocks. The slow old cow screamed With a sound, he pulled the ox cart and ran away.

Qing Yun who was just about to open his mouth took a mouthful of dust.

"Hahahahahaha..." 26 couldn't hold back, he laughed wildly, and then said: "With all due respect, host, you look like a ghost right now."

Qingyun was speechless: "Who caused me to be like this?"

"..." 26 didn't dare to say anything.

Qing Yun knew that she looked scary now, but what could she do?
When she took over this body, she was already terminally ill. The skeleton-like appearance was even worse than Lin Qingyun's, and she really didn't have the heart to toss about the complicated clothes on her body, so that it became the messy clothes she is now. Describe Xiao Suo's appearance.

She walked forward for a while, and sang the empty city plan with a very uncoordinated stomach, and her throat was dry and smoky.

Hey, why is she so miserable every time?
Qingyun stopped and looked forward, but he could only see that the official road ahead was blocked by a forest, and the surrounding area was deserted, not even a pointed tea shed.

Qingyun could only change his mind temporarily and took the mountain road instead, and finally picked some wild fruits to satisfy his hunger.

As the sky gradually darkened, Qingyun hurriedly found a dilapidated small temple when it was dark. This temple was not as big as a farm house, and a god of land was enshrined on the altar.

After the first emperor ascended the throne in the Eastern Li Kingdom, he believed in Buddhism more, which led to the prevalence of Buddhism and the decline of Taoism in the country.

This land temple probably lost its incense and left it alone. Not only was the statue covered with dust, but a corner was missing.

(End of this chapter)