Wang Qingyun loved Ouyang Jing deeply, and at the suggestion of his disciples, he resolutely 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 appearance of being abandoned by his lover, which made Wang Qingyun blame himself after seeing it, and he worked harder to help him.

In the harem, Wang Qingyun relied on her beauty and Ouyang Jing's maid to give her advice, and won the emperor's favor, and passed five levels all the way to the position of concubine.

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

However, the good times did not last long, and the emperor suddenly fell into a coma on Wang Qingyun's bed during a bed, and died after a few days.

At the same time, I don't know who passed on the words of the Taoist priest of You Fang back then, and the emperor had an accident on her collapse, everyone thought she was a demon girl, and the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty knelt down and begged the new emperor, Ouyang Jing, to execute her.

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

Only then did she know that she was just a pawn of Ouyang Jing on the throne, and even the emperor's accident was designed by Ouyang Jing, and her personal palace maid Cuihuan betrayed her early and took refuge in Wang Qingping.

The death of the old emperor is the poison of this ungrateful green ring.

Wang Qingping hated Wang Qingyun to the bone, and let people lock her up with several men who had tuberculosis, Wang Qingyun was not only humiliated by those people, but also suffered from tuberculosis, and finally died of illness in the Zhuangzi where she was imprisoned.

On the day of her death, Wang Qingping became the queen of Dongli Kingdom, and the Protector General's Mansion was named the Protector Mansion by the new emperor, and became the most powerful nobleman in Dongli Country except for the royal family.

Wang Qingyun's soul was unwilling, she carried the name of the demon queen of the country with her empty back, but in the end, she let everyone step on her corpse to ascend to the high position.

She hated Ouyang Jing who treated her as a pawn, and even more hated Wang Qingping, who let her die innocently.

She wants to become a real demon concubine of the country and let all those who step on her blood and climb up fall down one by one.

"26, that's the simple task you're talking about?" Qingyun let out a low sigh.

Woe to the country's demon concubine? Nima, is this kind of task she can do? Become a concubine and can't roll sheets with the emperor?

"Yes, isn't it so simple, Wang Qingyun looks like a fairy descending to earth, and that Wang Qingping just now is far worse than her! Hey, host, am I so smart? 26 grinned and waited for Qingyun's compliment.

"Huh...... If you wanted to die, say it early, and I'll kill myself right now and send you to the recycling bin. ”

Qingyun's heart is refusal, fighting for men with a group of women, and the picture feels cold when you think about it.

"Don't, don't, don't, the host, calm down, if you kill yourself, you'll be wiped out."

26 was taken aback, and said aggrievedly: "This task is really simple, it belongs to the lowest strategy task, only the inferior system can do this kind of task, and the 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 out of bed and went around the house.

"Host, what are you doing?" 26I saw her walking up and down in this broken house, and she was a little confused.

"I killed myself looking for something." Qingyun gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"No, the host is big! People are wrong, people really don't mean it. Why don't we kill Ouyang Jing and then kill Wang Qingping? In this way, there is no need for a strategy. 26 We wept miserably.

"Do you think I am an immortal? Ouyang Jing is the emperor, just relying on Wang Qingyun's body that falls down as soon as the wind blows, what is the difference between killing the emperor and committing suicide? "Qingyun is really convinced of this mentally retarded 26.

26：“…… Otherwise, the host is big, and you can barely make it difficult for you......"

"Fuck off! Don't even think about it! Qingyun refused.

……

Qingyun rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, and finally found an emerald green smoke gauze Bixia skirt that she had worn before in the corner of the broken house, she took a rough look, then put the clothes on her body roughly, and then tore off a strip of cloth from the corner of the skirt to tie up her messy long hair.

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

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

Qingyun asked impatiently, "What are you doing?" ”

26 was frightened, and replied in a very small voice, "No, it's nothing." ”

"Oh."

26 silently suppressed what he wanted to say, and comforted himself: Forget it, anyway, even if you put on your clothes neatly, it still doesn't look good, so be it!

Qingyun didn't know that she was disliked, and after hastily putting on her clothes, she began to look around the house.

After some tossing, Qingyun found that the doors and windows in this house were locked from the outside.

It seems that Wang Qingping is very defensive of the original owner, the original owner has tuberculosis and died not long after, and she actually locked the doors and windows of the room.

But fortunately, it was only locked, and if it was sealed with a wooden board, Qingyun was afraid that he would only have to kill by hand like in the second world.

She pushed all the windows again, chose one with some rotten or even loose wood, picked up the only stool in the room that was missing a leg, and smashed it into the loose place.

There was a "bang", the window was not smashed, and the stool was shattered.

Qingyun: ......

Without a stool, Qingyun had to look for other tools.

The dilapidated house was so shabby and pitiful, and after a long turn, I couldn't find a decent tool to smash the window.

In the end, Qingyun could only look at the candlestick, this candlestick was made of copper, and it had some weight in his hand, so it should be usable.

Qingyun took the copper candlestick to find a more vulnerable place, and smashed it with all his strength.

After ten consecutive clicks, the wooden window finally cracked in response to the sound, smashing a big hole.

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

Leaning against the wall for a moment, she returned to the bed, tore off the tattered and yellowed curtain and put it on her shoulder, and then took the candle in her hand, and climbed out of the window with great difficulty.

When I got out of the house, it was pitch black, and it was clear that there was no one around the house.

Qingyun knew in his heart, tuberculosis was a terminal disease in ancient times, except for Wang Qingping, who hated the original owner, and the person who delivered the food dared to come, which of the other people in the Zhuangzi dared to guard here, and they were afraid that they would have to stay far away from the courtyard, for fear of contracting this disease.

There is no one to guard, which greatly facilitates Qingyun's hands.

I saw that she quickly spread the bed curtain that she carried out on her shoulders all over the window, and then lit the bed curtain with a candle, and the already rotten wood was ignited in an instant, and the flames spread rapidly, and the whole house was soon in flames.

Qingyun saw that the whole house was completely burning, so he turned around and left.

When the people in Zhuangzi found that the courtyard where Wang Qingyun was locked was on fire, two hours had passed.

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

The people of Zhuangzi were so frightened that they took pots and buckets of water to put out the fire.