It was already daybreak, and with a loud whistle, a group of white pigeons swarmed out from a certain palace, circled over the Forbidden City for a while, and flew towards the White Tower in the North Sea.

"Players who can enter this game are considered experts. Why would they become the emperor's concubine?" Li Qianxia looked at the graceful back of Concubine Cao Duan.

"Male players want to sleep with all the beauties throughout the ages. Women also have this idea, but they sleep with men." Yaochi explained.

She continued: "With this idea, coupled with the appropriate 'originality', the game will naturally give her priority in assigning similar identities, so Chang Zhou and I are the Emperor and Queen of Heaven, Qian Xia, you are the sister of the Emperor of Heaven, and Qinglan is

The Goddess Gushe who doesn’t eat the fireworks of the world.”

In one sentence, he hinted that he and Li Changzhou were in tune with each other, elevated his sister-in-law, and pointed out that Yang Qinglan actually didn't love Li Changzhou that much in her heart, and still liked to be alone and aloof from the world.

After listening to this, Li Qianxia didn't care about the first two points, but kept an eye on the last point.

Does Qinglan really not like my brother that much? No, when assigning an identity, one must consider all aspects, including appearance, skills, etc.

Yang Qinglan said: "It seems that I did a good job. I went against the will of heaven and did not follow the rules of the game. I am a qualified black card."

She was walking gracefully, holding fairy Ruyi in her hand, dressed in white, and her belt was flying like a butterfly.

A palace maid hung a parrot cage on the eaves of the balcony facing the sun.

While the palace maid turned around to get the bird food, Li Qianxia flicked the parrot's head with her finger.

"Lucky New Year's Day! Lucky Queen!" the parrot straightened its neck and screamed. It was a parrot specially trained for New Year's Day.

Li Qianxia laughed twice and teased it twice.

Emperor Jiajing's biological mother, Mrs. Jiang, died in 1538. The current Empress Dowager Zhang in the palace was Emperor Jiajing's aunt.

The beauty with beautiful hands, Empress Fang, led all the concubines, princesses, and some imperial wives to the Palace of the Empress Dowager to celebrate.

According to the rules of the palace, the emperor should also give congratulatory gifts to the Queen Mother, but Emperor Jiajing did not have a good impression of the Queen Mother Zhang.

Empress Dowager Zhang had two younger brothers, one of whom was granted the title of Marquis of Shouning. In the early years of Jiajing, he was promoted to Duke of Chang Kingdom. He was dismissed from the title in 1529, and was arrested and died in prison in 1533.

The other younger brother, the feudal Marquis of Changchang, would have died as well and would still be in prison if the Empress Dowager Zhang had not knelt down to plead for mercy.

Because of these two incidents, Queen Mother Zhang, who was already 69 years old, could not afford to fall ill.

When Yang Qinglan and the others arrived at Ciqing Palace, Yingying Yanyan's large army had already begun to evacuate. Empress Dowager Zhang did not keep them, and they did not want to stay with Empress Dowager Zhang who was not dealing with Emperor Jiajing for a long time.

The queens, concubines, concubines, princesses and concubines wearing bright and luxurious palace attires and imperial attires are like a flowing colorful river in the snow-covered Forbidden City.

"Zisui, go and see this Empress Dowager Zhang." Yaochi ordered the voluptuous one under her command.

"Misha." Bi looked at a Russian female player, "You go too."

"Yes." Misha nodded.

The two of them jumped into Ciqing Palace. Yaochi did not wait for them and followed Concubine Cao Duan directly. Yang Qinglan's eyes fell on the chariot of Empress Fang, the beauty with beautiful hands.

After a while, Zisui and Misha rushed up quickly.

"Yaochi (Princess), she's dead!"

Everyone stopped.

"What's going on?" Yaochi stepped forward and continued to follow Concubine Cao Duan.

"After we entered," Zi Sui replied quickly in a low voice, with a hint of fear in her tone, "the Queen Mother and all the palace maids and eunuchs all sat neatly in the palace, holding their heads in their hands."

Li Qianxia took a step closer to Yang Qinglan.

"That scene was too scary." Misha shrank her shoulders as if she felt cold.

"What are you afraid of! Useless things!" Bi folded her arms.

Misha knew the princess's mouth very well and was not afraid of her at all. She was still frightened in her heart.

She and Zisui sneaked in and didn't sense anyone, so they entered the room directly, only to see a room full of people sitting on chairs, which was startling to begin with.

Taking a closer look, these are all holding my head.

Empress Dowager Zhang was almost 70 years old and was seriously ill again. She was very vicissitudes of life. She was sitting on the bed holding her head and just looking at them. She was scarier than any other ghost.

"Killing people in such a short period of time without making a sound." Yaochi fell into deep thought.

"Be careful with this skill." Yang Qinglan said.

Li Qianxia tentatively said: "Could it be——"

She suddenly lost her voice.

"What's wrong?" Yang Qinglan looked at her.

Li Qianxia pointed forward.

Everyone looked over and saw that the eunuch at the end of the crowd took off his head as if taking off his hat, held it in his arms, and continued to walk forward with the team.

Not long after, a palace maid next to the eunuch also took off her own head.

The queen and her entourage walked in silence without any communication. Starting from the end, they took off their heads one by one.

The people walking in front had no idea that the eunuchs and maids following behind them had turned into corpses.

The sky is blue and the sun is rising, but there is a chill in the Forbidden City. Inexplicable fear surges into the heart, making people feel chilled all over.

"What should we do?" Li Qianxia's mouth was trembling, "Are we going to take down Concubine Cao Duan directly?"

So far, Concubine Cao Duan is the most suspicious.

"What kind of skill is it? Why is it so weird?" Zisui's face was equally ugly, not because he was afraid of ghosts, but because he was worried that he would also take off his head.

Thinking of this, Zi Sui quickly looked back and saw Narcissus at the very back of the crowd, holding her head in both hands. She was so frightened that she screamed.

"Narcissus!"

The sound was not loud, but it was very penetrating. Everyone was startled and looked at Narcissus.

Narcissus was also startled.

"What are you doing? You scared me to death!" Narcissus changed from a translucent water man to a naked, living human body.

It was obvious that he was really scared.

"Do you know that you want to take off your own head?!" Zisui said.

"I -" Narcissus was speechless and said a little embarrassedly, "I was worried that my head was gone, so I felt it to see if it was still there."

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"Stop scaring people!" Yaochi glared at the two of them.

"Hey, if we don't take action, all of these people will die." Bi Luo rested on the shoulder of one of his subordinates, looking at the palace maid and eunuch walking in front of him.

"As long as we don't catch up, the other party will probably stop," Qi Die said.

"It's not that simple," Yang Qinglan said. "Now that the other party has taken action, they will definitely not let it go."

"What do you mean, this person will deliberately make things worse?" Yaochi asked.

Yang Qinglan nodded.

The team was already some distance away from them, but the act of decapitating people still hadn't stopped. If it continued, the whole harem of Emperor Jiajing would die here.

What's even more terrifying is that the eunuchs and maids guarding the palace gates along the way also took off their own heads.

"If this continues, will the entire palace turn into a ghost town?" Li Qianxia asked with a breath of cold air.

A book flew out from the ground and was spread out in front of Yang Qinglan. She held Ruyi in her hand and turned directly to the last paragraph of the last page.

"Who did this?" Li Qianxia came over.

"Queen Mother Zhang." Yang Qinglan said.

"What?!" Everyone was surprised.

"Isn't she dead?" Misha shouted.

"That's why other people pick off people's heads!" Zisui thought about it.

"Push her head back!" A Russian female player named Thea lifted up her Hanfu skirt and pulled out a gun from her long and strong thigh.

In the Forbidden City where "powers" cannot be used, thermal weapons that should have been eliminated have indeed become useful again.

"You follow Concubine Cao Duan, I'll go back and take a look." Yang Qinglan's white clothes floated like light smoke, and she was already heading towards Ciqing Palace.

"Qinglan, I'm coming with you!" Li Qianxia said and was about to catch up.

"No, I will call your brother if necessary. You follow Yaochi and the others. Remember to call your brother out if there is danger."

When the first word was spoken, Yang Qinglan was still in front of everyone. By the time of the last word, she had already entered Ciqing Palace.

When she walked into Ciqing Palace, the courtyard was full of people, holding their heads in their hands and looking at her with their eyes open.

The brand-new eunuch and palace maid uniforms were as ghastly as the Qing Dynasty costumes in zombie movies.

The sound of footsteps came, and the luxuriously dressed Queen Mother Zhang walked out of the palace holding her head in her hands.

She stood in front of the palace gate, behind all the eunuchs and maids, looking at Yang Qinglan with empty eyes.

The scene in front of him looked like a group of hanged ghosts and human tombstones. Yang Qinglan felt a little chilly in her heart.

She held Ruyi in her hand and waved it gently, and a needle made of flesh and skin flew out from the neck of Queen Mother Zhang's body.
To be continued...