When the commotion reached the Yangxin Hall, Jiang Huaiyang was reviewing the memorial with several desk clerks.
The affairs of the Rong family have come to an end, but some people are still dissatisfied with the lightness of the punishment given to Concubine Shu, and continue to urge him to kill Concubine Shu. The most vehement speeches are those officials who have daughters in the palace.
The door of the main hall was pushed open, making an annoying noise.
He raised his eyelids and looked.
Wen Zhi swallowed subconsciously, "Your Majesty, Luo Mei Xuan... Luo Mei Xuan has gone missing. Concubine Jin is still inside. I don't know what the situation is."
As soon as the pen stopped in his hand, the vermilion stained the large piece of paper.
Without saying anything, he put down his pen and headed in the direction of Luo Mei Xuan. His steps unconsciously became faster and faster, so much so that Wen Pheasant behind him had to jog in order to keep up.
When they arrived in front of her palace, the fire had spread to the courtyard and climbed up several plum trees. The plum blossoms that were still prosperous during the day were now in disrepair, with only one red plum remaining standing proudly on the branch.
His first thought was - the flower was burned out, and she didn't know how sorry she should be when she saw it.
Everyone cherished their lives. The fire was so big that no one in the palace dared to go in to look for anyone. They just found their own things to do, either carrying water or making announcements, so that they would not look so unsatisfied.
But now that they saw the new emperor arriving, they all saluted him endlessly.
Jiang Huaiyang glanced at the palace people, sneered, and walked towards Luomei Pavilion.
Wen Zhi only glanced at it and stayed to arrange for people to continue fetching water and extinguishing the fire. It was not that he was not worried about His Majesty, but that he had grown up with him since he was a child. He really understood the other party very well. Even a look could make him feel better.
He knew that His Majesty would not let anything happen to him.
Amidst the firelight, Jiang Huaiyang kicked open the crumbling door and stepped into the thick smoke. The usually warm and tidy place was now in a mess. Fire clusters fell from the soft curtains with red flowers, the ancient bookshelf fell over, and the furnishings fell to the floor, leaving almost nothing.
Settlement everywhere.
There was an unreasonable feeling of panic in his heart.
His indifference just now was shattered by the scene in front of him. Because he had set fire to escape last time, he always thought that she would not let anything happen to him. Now that he saw her, he had a real understanding of her being caught in the fire.
His mind went blank and he didn't dare to stop, looking around for that figure.
In the bathroom, Ruan Yuyi and the two of them were hiding in a bathtub filled with water. The water covering her body had already cooled down, and she was still wearing a thin snow-white pajamas.
The excited firelight illuminated her eyes, and her eyes were filled with tears due to the thick smoke.
Everything she saw was filled with fire, trapping the two of them in this small area. The uneasiness finally came to her. Did she believe that someone would come to save her? Maybe it would make more sense for His Majesty to just ignore it.
She suddenly thought of her grandma who was far away in Wuzhou, and her earnest advice to her when they parted. She only had one child, and she couldn't let her closest relatives live in this deep palace.
She pursed her lips, and the fingertips holding the cloak turned slightly white. She knew that she couldn't give up just now.
Even though the fire was fierce, she couldn't just wait for others to save her.
She stood up and stepped out of the tub. The water that fell from her clothes gathered in a small puddle at her feet. If this continued, they would suffocate in it.
Mu Xiang also stood up, her eyes firm, "Miss." No matter what the lady does, she will follow her.
Ruan Yuyi nodded slightly and glanced around the bathroom. It was obviously unrealistic to get water to put out the fire. Compared with the raging fire in front of her, all the water she had was just a drop in the bucket.
Her eyes fell on the screen in front of her.
"Muxiang, do you think we can afford to move this screen?" What if we use this to block the fallen beam at the door?
But if it doesn't work, they have to give it a try. They have no other choice.
Ruan Yuyi really overestimated her own strength. The screen had to stand firmly, and it was as tall as a person. It looked light, but it was actually very heavy. And she, a pampered and raised woman, had no strength to move the screen.
She firmly grasped the edge of the screen, intending to push it forward. Mu Xiang tried hard on the other side.
Her hands were red from being rubbed, and there was constant dull pain. The room was extremely hot from the fire, and a thin layer of sweat covered her greasy forehead, and her almond-shaped eyes were filled with tears.
She didn't dare to let go, and she couldn't let go.
"Ruan Yuyi——"
Someone outside faintly called her name, word by word, with a long final sound.
The sound sounded like something was broken. Her eyelashes trembled. The tears in her eyes finally couldn't hold back and rolled down. She could no longer pretend to be strong. She murmured her lips, and it took a long time to find her voice.
She shouted back to him.
Jiang Huaiyang outside naturally heard the movement and his footsteps approached.
A figure in Xuanyi appeared outside the door. The two of them were separated by a flaming roof beam. The beam was so thick that one arm could not wrap around it, leaning against the door.
The fire on the beam distorted the air, and the face of the young lady a few steps away also appeared distorted, and the beautiful color could be vaguely distinguished. Under the light of the fire, it was even more astonishingly beautiful.
Her heart tightened and she unconsciously took a step forward, "Your Majesty."
"Stay away." He said coldly.
She pursed her lips and stepped back until her body reached the unmoved screen. Looking sideways, she saw that the wet place she stepped on was already half dry.
Suddenly, the cabinet on one side fell down, pushing down the beam, revealing the scene outside - the wall collapsed, which was shocking. The cabinet was placed on top of the beam, like a stepping stone, extinguishing the fire.
Quite a few.
A few steps away, Mr. Xuanyi stretched out his hand to her, gesturing for her to come over.
The firelight illuminated his eyes, making them flicker.
With a slight movement in her heart, she walked towards him, and then walked faster and faster.
She skipped the hand and threw herself into his solid arms. The body of the person in front of her visibly stiffened, ignoring her wet clothes, and then hugged her tightly. Their clothes were intertwined, as if they were about to melt together.
Son is good.
He hugged this soft body and protected her out of Luomei Xuan, leaving all the heat and smoke behind.
One Xuan, one Bai, and a palace maid, and when three shadows came out of the sea of fire, there were faint screams of surprise among the people in the palace.
The little lady in his arms seemed to be still in the fear just now, clutching his sleeves tightly, her body was shaking slightly, and her eyes were still stained with tears, so pitiful.
It seemed that she only relied on him, and he was the only one she could rely on.
Jiang Huaiyang felt extremely soft in his heart. He never knew that he would go to such an extent for a little lady.
She made a big mistake, and thousands of soldiers died because of her unintentional action. He thought that she was being bullied to get back that grudge. He thought that seeing her buried in the sea of fire would give him pleasure——
This is not the case.
When he heard that Luo Mei Xuan had escaped, he didn't even dare to hesitate for a moment, nor did he think about what if it was her escape plan again this time. Compared with these, he was more afraid of her being injured.
He knew that she couldn't be more afraid of pain.
Until he saw the person running towards him, his heart was still beating like a drum. She was afraid, so why shouldn't he be afraid too.
He boasted that he always had a plan, and as soon as he ascended the throne, he quickly took the court into his hands. However, despite all the calculations, he failed to realize that he would be attracted to this delicate and naive sinner of Dawu.
Maybe Vice-General Yuan would blame him if he saw him.
He grabbed her body. He didn't want to take care of her anymore, so he told her to be a fool for a while.
The thing in his heart was beating violently as if to punish him, as if it was about to burst out of his chest.