The book that accidentally fell down was colorful and colorful. It turned out to be a colorful scroll with beautiful women on it. Fangfei was very curious and couldn't understand who these people were. She picked it up and turned it over slowly, but she saw
Each one of them was exquisite and elegant, more beautiful than the most beautiful princesses Xinya and Jieya she had ever seen.
She read attentively, but after a while, she finished flipping through the volume. She yawned sleepily, leaned over and fell to the ground, feeling drowsy...
A pungent smell and thick smoke came out from the crack in the door. The two palace maids waiting outside were dozing off. Smelling the burnt smell, they shouted in fear: "What happened?"
"What does it smell like?"
"No, there's a fire, there's a fire..."
"Who is so panicked?"
"Ah, it's the Queen Mother. Why is the Queen Mother here?"
Everyone immediately became confused.
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The door was opened, and the two of them looked at the blazing fire in the corner on the left with fear. Next to them, Fang Fei was still sleeping soundly and was not awakened at all. However, the fire spread quickly, and she seemed to feel a suffocating smell.
, opened her eyes, saw the light of the sky, and before she even cried out, she could already smell the burnt smell - a strand of her hair had been burnt, and it looked like it was curling up...
"Help, help..."
With the sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling, this quiet and beautiful backyard instantly turned into a terrifying hell...
Discipline Hall.
A pile of half-burned scriptures and a god tablet were only left with a small section, and even the words on it had long been reduced to ashes.
The faces of everyone were darker than the ebony chairs around them.
Fang Fei was kneeling on the ground, dripping wet from the water that the palace maid had poured on her to save her. Most of her hair had been burned off, and it was in pieces here and there, as if it had been gnawed by a dog. Her face was also black.
Like a loach that has just been pulled out of the ashes.
She trembled and looked at the old woman sitting opposite.
This was the first time she had seen this old woman. The old woman was very shriveled, her eyes were closed, and there was no emotion or sorrow on her wrinkled face, except for a hint of deep sinisterness at the corner of her mouth.