Dress up as a queen and start the game with a card drawing system

When Qi Yun learned that there would be no punishment for dying in this illusion and leaving directly, she planned to let nature take its course.

Because she knew that this illusion was arranged by the ancestors who won the power, and the reward was nothing more than the blessing of the First Emperor. Qi Yun didn't care about this stuff.

However, looking at the handful of hair in the bucket, Qi Yun could already guess what was in the well.

So, is this copy of the fantasy test actually supernatural?

Qi Yun looked at the boy in front of her who was giving her a disdainful look. Could this little guy be a lonely soul in the cold palace?

"What's your name?" Qi Yun looked at him.

The boy ignored her and turned towards a dilapidated palace room.

Although that palace is old, it is much better than other palaces. At least there are no holes in the roof.

Qi Yun had just tried it on the road. This was an illusion, and she entered it with her consciousness. She couldn't bring in any of her magic weapons, and she didn't have any magic power.

He is a pure mortal, and his mental perception is useless. At most, he is a little smarter and clearer than ordinary people.

Fortunately, probably because her mental power is strong enough, her body is very strong, strong and fast.

Moreover, she still remembers the martial arts moves she learned from Zhao Yun in the past, but without the assistance of internal strength, the power will be reduced.

Qi Yun fished out the body from the well.

This is a female corpse with a swollen and pale complexion. It looks like she has been dead for about a day. There is swelling on the back of the head. She must have been knocked unconscious and thrown into the well.

Behind the female corpse, there was a burden.

Although it was a bit unreasonable, Qi Yun still unpacked the baggage and searched her body.

Silver tael +15, silver bracelet +2, jade pendant +1, some clothes, Fuqing palace maid "Ruier" identity card +1, illegible letter +1.

The amount of information is a bit large.

Needless to say, the palace maid of Fuqing Palace has a lot of silver on her, and the bracelet is very new. She just bought it. Thinking that no one in the palace sells bracelets, it is obviously a gift from someone else.

Moreover, the pendant rope on the jade pendant looks like a men's one.

Carrying clothes, money, and a letter, it is not difficult to infer that this is a girl who bravely fights for love, but encounters Waterloo halfway.

The person who killed her must not have been a heartless man, because if it was the girl's lover, the jade pendant and the letter would not still be inside.

The murderer probably acted impromptuly, knocked the person unconscious and threw him into the well. Moreover, he was pressed for time and did not have time to search him.

Qi Yun had no intention of redressing the case for Rui'er. She put away the things that were useful to her, looked around, then threw Rui'er's body into an inconspicuous corner of the cold palace and covered it with grass. .

Qi Yun has no intention of returning to the place where the palace ladies stayed before.

In a game where there is no punishment for death, who would play according to the rules?

The worst case scenario is death!

Qi Yun came to the little boy's house.

The boy was curled up on the bed, with only a roll of straw mat under him.

Qi Yun took out a steamed bun from her body.

This is her own food prop. "If you are hungry, I have steamed buns here."

The boy's eyes lit up. Qi Yun walked over but refused to let him take it with his hands.

"Your hands are too dirty, let me feed you."

As she spoke, she tore open a piece of steamed bun and handed it to his mouth.

The boy's face was also dirty and bruised in some places, but his eyes were as bright as black beads.

He looked at the steamed bun she put to his mouth, but didn't eat it.

"Afraid of being poisonous?"

Qi Yun smiled, stuffed the steamed bun into her mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed.

"Hey, it's not poisonous."

Qi Yun tore off another piece and handed it to his mouth.

This time, the boy opened his mouth and ate.

Qi Yun tore the steamed buns apart and fed them to him piece by piece. She suddenly had a strange feeling in her heart that she was his shit-sweeper.

Seeing him obediently eating more than half of the buns, and remembering how he was afraid of poisoning him just now, Qi Yun suddenly felt a little mischievous.

"what!"

She clutched her stomach and fell down on the bed with a look of pain on her face, "My stomach! It hurts so much!"

The boy was frightened and hurried forward, his face full of panic.

Qi Yun looked at the remaining half of the steamed bun in her hand, "No, this steamed bun...has..."

"It's a bit cold! Hahahahahaha..."

Qi Yun could no longer hold back her laughter.

The boy was stunned for a moment, came to his senses, and glared viciously at Qi Yun, who was rolling on his bed laughing.

"My name is Qi Yun, what's your name?"

Qi Yun got up from the bed and asked him, with tears of laughter still on her face.

The boy turned his back and didn't want to pay attention to her, but he couldn't bear it to the end. He whispered softly: "Win... Li."

When she heard the first word "win", what Qi Yun thought in her mind was: Isn't this person the right to win?

The second word the boy said immediately disappointed her.

However, thinking about it, it couldn't be him.

If Ying Quan, the pretender, saw him, he would never have this attitude.

Yingli had been watching her secretly. Seeing that she looked a little disappointed, he quickly added, "It's Li who says 'Jiang Zhongzi Xi is better than me'."

Although he didn't understand the meaning of this poem, as long as it could add points to his name.

Qi Yun nodded, "Are you the emperor's son? Then do you remember whether one of your brothers is named Ying Quan?"

Qi Yun asked, tearing off another piece of steamed bun and feeding it to him.

Yingli shook his head, looked at the steamed buns in front of him, and opened his mouth.

He was chewing the steamed buns, his cheeks puffed out, like a little hamster, cute and cute.

Qi Yun couldn't help but tear off another piece and feed it to him.

"Do you know what year it is now?"

Yingli shook his head again.

Well, asking a prince who was only seven or eight years old and was abandoned in the cold palace without food is indeed a bit difficult for him.

No matter what, this boy should be the NPC who completes the fantasy test by himself.

Otherwise, his live broadcast would not have appeared in her mind just now.

However, this child didn't know anything about it. He really should ask other passerby NPCs for information.

After feeding him the remaining steamed buns three times five times two times, Qi Yun clapped her hands and stood up.

"Where are you going?"

The boy suddenly grabbed her sleeve nervously.

Qi Yun lowered her eyes and looked at his hand holding her sleeve, and Yingli let go of his hand with some embarrassment.

Qi Yun smiled at him: "I'll go out for a walk and come back in the evening to bring you something delicious."

Yingli looked at her and vaguely felt that the smile was familiar. He seemed to have seen it somewhere.

When he came to his senses, Qi Yun had already left.