The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

Qingyin, who had returned to the system space from the previous world, had no time to rest before he was surrounded by the system that had hurried back.

The system flatteredly hooked the calico cat's tail to seduce Qingyin, "Hey, Yinyin, you're back! I've been thinking about Yinyin's return day and night at home."

Qing Yin raised an eyebrow. The system must be doing something bad if it is a lackey. "What's the matter?"

"Hehe, I knew Yinyin understood me." The system looked at the host's face with its virtual eyes and said carefully: "Isn't there a stupid host in the quick-travel game? She doesn't have much ability, but she dares to challenge the high-difficulty mission world. This girl is stubborn. She failed once and restarted three times. As a result, her brain was trapped in the mission world. Now, her system is also my buddy. Hasn't it heard about my great host Yinyin's efficiency of winning every battle? So she came to me for help. After all, we have a friendship. Isn't it Yinyin...you?"

"Okay, how many points?" Qingyin snuggled in the soft sofa, not caring about the dramatic system or whether the buddy it called was real.

Seeing that its host was interested, the system's eyes lit up, and its two claws bloomed as it counted: "At least more than 100,000 numbers."

Qing Yin's eyes lit up, "Didn't you say it was a novice host? How come he is so rich?"

The system's three-flowered cat smiled obscenely: "Yinyin, you know there are always some people who have some connections with the higher-ups."

It’s a relationship, Qingyin understood.

I was even more tempted. Isn't it obvious that I can take advantage of the wealthy family with lots of money and little trouble?

"Okay, let's do it."

The system cat is rotating the world light ball. The world of this tasker is special, so he can directly enter the task world with the world light ball with marked points.

Qingyin pointed casually, and in the blink of an eye, a stunning beauty disappeared from the system's sight.

Looking at the host that had disappeared, the system touched its round, pancake-shaped cat face guiltily, "Well, it seems that he hasn't told Yinyin that the mission world failed because it rescued too many people before, so the will of that world now particularly hates outsiders coming in, haha, otherwise it should just hide and apologize to Yinyin when she comes out."

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Qingyin, who had just traveled to the mission world, had already felt the deep malice of this world's will.

In the dirty dungeon, the little boy's clothes were all patched and his face was dirty so that his features could not be seen clearly. Only a pair of big eyes could be seen clearly, as clear as a clean and clear lake. The little boy was led by a woman whose clothes were also patched but obviously much cleaner, to the gate of the dungeon.

Several jailers stood leisurely at the door, looking more like they were just having fun than guarding the prisoners.

Originally, it didn’t matter who was being pressed this time.

The current emperor was ill and weak, and he found out that the eldest son of the Lin family, who was a member of the eldest prince's party, had raped a woman. This was not a big deal, but the Lin family, who supported the eldest prince, had offended the higher-ups. Wouldn't those who opposed the eldest prince target this aristocratic family? Then they found out that this aristocratic family that had experienced two dynasties actually had a disciple from a branch who accepted bribes and sold official positions. This was a big deal when it came to selling official positions, and then the Lin family was in trouble. The entire family, especially the branch that caused the trouble, was beheaded, and the other members of the Lin family who were implicated were exiled to Beining by the emperor for the sake of the eldest prince.

And the jailers were targeting the people of the Lin family.

What does this have to do with Qingyin? Her identity this time was randomly assigned to be the child of a loyal servant of the second branch of the Lin family, a congenitally dumb little boy. The second wife of the Lin family had a six-year-old daughter. Because of her weak body, the second wife had been staying at home and not letting anyone go out. Naturally, no one recognized the daughter of the second branch.

The second wife, who had just married into the family, was a wealthy woman and had an arrogant personality. Not long after she gave birth to her daughter, she learned that the Lin family had been exiled. Wasn't that like the sky falling?

After confirming the facts, the second wife felt sad when she looked at her young and frail daughter. How could her little daughter, who was like a glass jar, endure the hardships of exile? She was afraid that she would die halfway. Then the second wife had an idea.

Thinking of the five-year-old maid Lianxin who had followed her home since childhood, a delicate little boy whose gender was hard to tell, the second wife's eyes darkened and she looked at Lianxin with tears in her eyes: "Lianxin, Yu'er was also raised by you. You also know how fragile my daughter is. How can she endure such a long exile journey and such a bitter and cold place like Beining?"

Lian Xin couldn't stand seeing the lady's sad expression. Thinking about how good her master was to her, she listened to her master's words and had an idea: "Madam, the young lady can't stand the hardship. Why not let my son exchange the young lady? He is a boy and he will definitely be able to hold on."

"How can that be possible?" The second wife looked puzzled and tempted secretly: "Isn't the child a boy?"

Lian Xin said comfortably: "My child is born dumb, and it's hard to tell the gender of a four or five-year-old boy. I just need to bring clothes to change for the young lady when the time comes."

"Thank you, Lianxin, you are the person I trust the most..." The second wife prostrated herself on the shoulder of the loyal maid and cried heartbreakingly, hiding the deep thoughts in her eyes.

If Qingyin was not the little boy who was replaced, it would be fine, otherwise she would definitely scold this shameless master and servant.

It would be fine if you say you are loyal to your master, but why do you have to let your son report your loyalty to you? Besides, that rich daughter cannot withstand the hardship of exile, but your mute child who is only one year younger can!

Qingyin is simply hard to describe.

But now that he is that little boy, Qingyin has to prepare how to escape from this place.

Exile is impossible. If he is exiled to Beining, how can he find the missing tasker and complete the task?

But no matter what he thought in his heart, Qingyin was now just a little boy who was speechless, dirty and was being held tightly by Lianxin.

Being dragged in front of the jailer, Qingyin could clearly feel the nervousness of the mother in this body, which could also be seen from the sweat on her hands.

"Hey, hey, hey! What are you doing?" One of the fierce-looking jailers walked over with a knife.

Lianxin, with her face of an ordinary pretty woman, said nervously: "Hey, sir, I used to be a close maid of the second wife of the Lin family. The lady treated me with great kindness and returned my indenture. I didn't expect that the Lin family would..." Exile is a taboo word after all. Lianxin hinted at the past, and the jailer understood.

He nodded, and Lian Xin looked at the jailer's expression and continued, "Madam really loves me. This servant brought some food with her, and planned to see Madam again."

As she spoke, Lianxin opened the basket in her other empty hand, which contained a few meat patties that looked like they were well-filled with ingredients.

The jailer glanced sideways and saw clearly what was in the basket. His eyes softened a little. After all, people with deep friendship are more likable.

The jailer's attitude towards the loyal maidservant who was repaying her gratitude was obviously much better, and he softened his tone when asking about Qingyin's existence: "Who is this?"

"Hey, sir, this is my son. He can't talk and has a naughty temper. You can see his clothes are dirty too. I have no choice but to wear him like this. He also likes to follow me, so I have no choice but to carry him with me. My son is also unlucky. He served in the army two years ago and died on the battlefield..."

"Well, you guys go in."

It was normal for the common people to deliberately dress the child in rags because he was skinny, and the jailer did not suspect anything about it.

As if he had not expected that the maid's husband was a soldier who died in the war, and that the child was mute, the scary-looking jailer had a look of obvious shame on his face.

While the woman was not paying attention, he stuffed a candy into Qingyin's palm.

Although sugar in ancient times was simply purified sugar blocks, it was definitely a luxury for ordinary people.

Noticing the precious candy in his hand, Qingyin looked up in surprise, and looked at the jailer, who looked scary but had a gentle heart, and gave him a grateful smile.

The jailer couldn't help but smile knowingly. This child is really well-behaved. However, a slight doubt also arose in his heart. This child looked so well-behaved, so he shouldn't do anything naughty.

The jailer fell into a brief silence as he looked at the woman's hurried back as she pulled the child.

"Brother, why haven't you come back yet? Let's finish the wine, brothers!" The voices of other brothers came from a distance, interrupting the man's thoughts.

"Hurry up and leave some for me, you all are acting like animals." The jailer called Ada suppressed the doubts in his heart and decided to just pay attention to the mother and son when he left.

Lianxin quickly pulled her son into the cell, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the imprisoned lady.

"Miss! It's Aunt Lianxin."

"Aunt Lianxin?" Lin Qingyu was a little girl who was taught to be a little arrogant. She looked at Lianxin neither intimacy nor respect. Even in the prison cell, she still seemed like the daughter of a wealthy family.

Qingyin, standing next to Lianxin, could see clearly that Lin Qingyu's attitude towards Lianxin was just like that of an ordinary maid. It was just that, probably because of her mother's teachings, she was just hypocritically trying to please Lianxin.

However, Lianxin obviously didn't care, and it was unclear whether she really didn't understand or was pretending not to understand.

Lin Qingyu was obviously not locked up with her mother. Those locked up around her were maids who were still in the Lin Mansion.