1862. Chapter 1862 Warm Fragrance Pavilion Fire 【06】
Yelu Feixiong was extremely angry and yelled, "What the hell is going on? Why did it suddenly catch fire!"
After hearing a quick report from the palace attendants on the way, Yelu Feixiong also felt something strange. Even if there was a fire, it could not spread so quickly and how could he escape from it.
Someone must have set the fire on purpose!
Who is he?
Yelu Feixiong stared with blood-red eyes and immediately ordered: "Arrest all the palace people here!"
He was talking about the original palace people of Nuanxiang Palace. After hearing this, the guards immediately stepped forward to take the people away. When the palace people heard this, they cried even more miserably.
Yelu Feixiong's face was extremely gloomy. He glanced at Nuanxiang Pavilion to the west, which was also reduced to ashes. His face became even colder and he ordered them to be locked up.
The palace officials kept shouting that they were wronged, wronged, but no one paid any attention to them and took them directly.
Almost all the guards and eunuchs in the palace were dispatched, all the water tanks were emptied, and all the nearby snow was filled in. They worked until evening before the fire in Nuanxiang Palace was put out.
Afterwards, even Yelu Feixiong's face was covered with soot, not to mention those who put out the fire, all of them had gray heads and faces, and the clothes on their bodies were full of holes burned by the sparks.
Some people's hair was almost burned off.
Everyone had the same thought in their minds: the people inside must have been burned to charcoal.
It is absolutely impossible to survive such a fire, otherwise it would have come out long ago.
Those people didn't even dare to turn over the broken wood remains that were still smoking, for fear that they would see several charred bodies, which would be too horrible to look at.
Although thousands of people gathered in the courtyard, almost no one spoke except for the sound of sobbing.
Did the world-famous King Yan and Princess Lanze die like this?
King Yan, who so many people racked their brains to kill, was burned to death in a fire like this?
It's extremely ironic.
Chu Ting stood in the yard and looked at the hill of ashes, in disbelief.
Will Shen Mingzhu die?
No, no...
She is so smart and vicious, if she goes to the Palace of the King of Hell, the King of Hell will be afraid of her causing trouble.
He also wanted to teach her martial arts, take her to drink under a century-old osmanthus tree, and quarrel with her and make fun of her...
She will never die, he will not admit it.
Alta and others were the first to react, and immediately asked people to move the wood, and they would have to dig out the people. "If you want to see the people alive, you will see the corpses if you die!"
His words brought some people into the ocean of sadness and they were unable to extricate themselves.
Neither Shen Mingzhu nor Xiao Xian cried. They didn't even touch the burned wood. Instead, they felt that the prince and the eldest lady would come back from a certain place at the right time!
However, Chu Ji and Hou Shou were not around because they had brought people to do errands, and Qu Shui and Liu Shang were ordered to be undercover agents and could not come.
Therefore, those who cry are not their people.
Because they feel that the prince and the eldest lady will never die, and they always do things with ease, and death will never come to them.
In the private room on the fourth floor of Jinghua Restaurant, the largest restaurant in Beijing, Yan Tingting stood by the window, looking at the billowing smoke and the red tongues of flames shooting into the sky in the direction of the palace, feeling unusually good.
The man in black stood behind her, "Miss Yan, Shen Mingzhu will definitely die."
Yan Tingting smiled and said, "Xiao Xian is not in the palace."
