allonlinenovel Chapter 220 The Ungrateful Prince (Part 1)
Chapter 220 The Ungrateful Prince (Part 1)
Before Qingmo could react, she was hit by a scorching heat. Thick smoke and flames surrounded her, and the antique buildings were burned beyond recognition. She had just come out of the wardrobe.
Without thinking twice, she raised her hand and created a barrier around herself before preparing to leave.
"Help...help me, cough cough cough."
Hearing the sound, Qingmo paused and looked back. There, under the roof beam, was a handsome young man with delicate features.
When the young master saw Qingmo turn around, a look of joy appeared in his eyes. He hurriedly said, "Miss Ruoqing, save me! My leg is trapped! Quick!"
She glanced at him indifferently, tilted her head, and without even raising her eyes, uttered only two words: "Ugly bastard."
Then she turned and left without hesitation, walking slowly and steadily. The firelight shone on her face, making her look captivating and enchanting, like a fairy or a demon, unlike any mortal.
"Miss Ruoqing, don't go! Ouyang Ruoqing, stop! I order you to save me, or I will make your entire clan pay with their lives!"
Hearing this, Qingmo closed her eyes helplessly. It's like she's choosing the path to hell over the path to heaven.
She didn't know who this person was, nor did she need to know; he was just a dead man.
Picking up the table leg that had been burned down to just one, she walked toward the man. The surrounding fire snakes automatically retreated when they encountered her, without burning even a bit of her clothes.
Seeing her approach, the man's eyes were filled with terror. "Ouyang Ruoqing, what are you going to do? I am the heir of the Prince of Ruyang. If you dare to hurt me, my father will never let you off the hook."
Qingmo chuckled: "Heh, Prince Ruyang, you can rest assured. Just in case, I will send your entire Ruyang royal family down to accompany you. Go in peace."
After saying that, she used the red-hot table leg to gag the man, and with a single, swift motion, the so-called prince died in the Northwest.
After dealing with the prince, Qingmo clapped her hands, tapped her fingertips, and a surge of spiritual energy poured out. The fire suddenly grew even larger, and in a flash, she was out of the fire, with raging flames behind her.
She raised her hand to straighten her neatly styled hair, tidied her clothes, and then walked out with an air of confidence.
The mansion was in chaos. Servants rushed over with buckets of water to put out the fire. A group of young masters and ladies stood not far away watching the situation. Qingmo also walked over there. A maid in the crowd saw Qingmo and quickly came to greet her.
"Miss, where have you been? I couldn't find you just now, I was so scared! Waaah, if something happened to you, how am I supposed to explain this to Master and Madam when we get back?"
The maid's expression showed that she was indeed quite anxious, and it didn't seem like she was faking it. Her words also revealed that this was not the Minister's residence.
Qingmo smiled and said, "It's nothing. I just wandered around and got lost. I heard some noise over here, so I came to check it out."
The maidservant wept with joy. Seeing that her mistress was alright, she didn't say anything more, after all, they were outside.
The two walked behind a group of young ladies and stood together to silently observe the fire. Several young ladies glanced at her but did not say anything. Everyone present was captivated by the sudden fire.
Seeing that no one was paying attention to her, Qingmo simply closed her eyes and absorbed the plot. After all, if she didn't understand the situation, it wouldn't be good if she revealed a flaw later.
Although she wasn't afraid, she wasn't sick. Was she supposed to kill everyone in every world? If everyone was wiped out, would she be left to fight alone?
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The original owner, Ouyang Ruoqing, was the legitimate daughter of the Minister of Works. At the age of sixteen, she was still unmarried. Because she had been well-versed in poetry and literature since childhood and was exceptionally talented and beautiful, she was quite famous among the noble ladies in the capital and had a reputation for her talent.
The original owner was a typical noble lady, meticulous and methodical in everything she did, never doing anything out of line. She was gentle and kind, humble and polite, and always had a smile on her face, giving people a feeling of warmth and comfort.
The original owner was perfect in every way – family background, appearance, and temperament – a model of a high-ranking matriarch. There were quite a few families in the capital who were interested in her. Originally, Minister Ouyang intended to marry her off to Lu Lin, the eldest son of the Duke of Zhenguo.
Unfortunately, fate played a cruel trick on them. The princess's mansion held a flower-viewing banquet, inviting eligible young men and women from various families to attend. The original owner of this body was also on the invitation list, so she gladly went.
Midway through the banquet, the original owner felt a little unwell and wanted to take a walk by herself. However, she happened to witness the scene of Jiang Siyan, the heir of the Prince of Ruyang, and Zhang Mengyuan, the illegitimate daughter of the Minister of the Court of Judicial Review, embracing and kissing each other in a private manner.
Seeing such a sensual scene in broad daylight, the original owner, an unmarried girl, was naturally too ashamed to speak.
This place is quite remote in the princess's residence, and the original owner's position is even more awkward. If she goes out, she will be discovered by the two of them, so it is really embarrassing for her to hide here and watch.
The side room was right behind her, so the original owner hid inside, intending to wait for the two people to leave first before quietly going out.
Unexpectedly, the two were also audacious. Not satisfied with their brief intimacy, they actually entered the room where the original owner was and continued their lovemaking. The original owner was so frightened that she hid in the wardrobe and secretly prayed that the two would leave quickly.
Inside the closet, the original owner didn't dare to breathe loudly. She had witnessed such a sordid affair and was terrified that she would be discovered and the two would kill her to cover it up.
Inside the room, the two were making incessant moans, which made everyone blush. The original owner could only sigh that he must not be deaf or blind; it was truly shameful.
About fifteen minutes later, the sound stopped, and all that could be heard was the rustling of clothes being put on. The original owner was relieved, thinking that it was finally over.
"Brother Siyan, I'm already yours, you absolutely can't betray me, otherwise I won't be able to live." Zhang Mengyuan looked at Jiang Siyan with spring in her eyes, hoping he would give her a promise.
Jiang Siyan held her hand and solemnly assured her, "Mengyuan, don't worry. I will report this to my father as soon as I get back. You will definitely be my lawfully wedded wife. How could you not understand my heart for you?"
"But, but I'm afraid your father won't agree to my status. I know I'm of lowly status and not good enough for Brother Siyan. Even if I'm just Brother Siyan's concubine, I'm willing. As long as you have me in your heart, I don't mind suffering a little."
As she spoke, she actually dropped a few small pearls, which made Jiang Siyan feel a pang of heartache, and she showered him with tenderness and affection.
He quickly reassured her, "No, Mengyuan, don't worry. I love you. If Father doesn't agree, I will beg him to agree. I will never wrong you to be a concubine. You are the girl in my heart, and you deserve the best."
The two exchanged sweet nothings, which moved the original owner. She had initially thought that the Prince of Ruyang was just a philanderer, but she hadn't expected that he actually wanted to marry a concubine's daughter. It seemed that the two of them had some genuine feelings for each other.
Jiang Siyan told Zhang Mengyuan to go first, as he needed to rest for a while, as he was really tired from what he had just done.
Qingmo: Tired? ??? In such a short time? What a greyhound, pshaw.
The original owner was feeling suffocated in the closet, waiting anxiously, hoping that Jiang Siyan would leave as soon as possible.
Who knew that this person with kidney deficiency would actually fall asleep? But the original owner had no idea, and could only wait silently.
Then, for some reason, the original owner felt the temperature gradually rising, as if he was being roasted alive; it seemed like he was about to burst into flames.
When she came out of the closet, she was met with a huge fire.
The timeline coincides with when Qingmo transmigrated, but their personalities are different, their choices are different, and naturally, their endings will be different.