When Qinglan heard this, he suddenly woke up. He had nothing, lost his country, was displaced, became a slave, and was entrusted by others. He should never ask for anything in all these distances.
"I won't go back." Nangong Chen looked ahead. He had lost a lot and had almost nothing. At least there was Wuxin, his only sister in front.
Jing Ao didn't say anything. Everyone has their own choices. He also hopes that Chen can get what he wants. He will wait in Chaoyang City. Maybe one day Chen and Wuxin will come back, or maybe one day he can't wait and will go to find them.
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With a bang, the stone tablet on the city gate collapsed and the wolf army drove straight in.
The civilians had already locked the doors and locked them, and there was no one on the spacious streets, desolate and bleak.
The wheels ran through the White Stone Avenue leading to the palace and stopped at the Emperor's Bridge in the moat.
The golden palace gate opens.
Leng Yu came out of the Dongyue Palace, hurried to the carriage, and knelt on one knee.
"Your Majesty, the Xiahou clan denies participating in the burning of Yanfeng Palace, and seems to be completely unaware of it. Earlier, Nanxu Heliantian secretly sent royal elders and cavalry to sneak into Zifeng City. In the battle of Yanfeng Palace, the fire suddenly spread and no one returned.
Hence, there is no evidence to prove whether the Xiahou tribe is involved.”
Leng Yu lowered his head and reported that regardless of whether the Xiahou clan participated in the assassination of Feng Feili, Dongyue sent troops to Yanfeng, it was destined that Dongyue would be destroyed, and the Xiahou clan was facing extermination.
"Helian Jiuge is cunning and deliberately cut off the news. Maybe Helian Jiuge is the mastermind." Qingjun said with no slightness and no sternness.
"Helian Jiuge seems to be unaware of it. Helian Tian deliberately concealed it. After Helian Jiuge learned about it, he went to Yanfeng to stop it, but he was still... a step late." Leng Yu did not dare to hide it at all. He was not for Helian.
Jiuge did not deliberately refute Qingjun, but just told the truth.
"What do you mean is Helian Jiuge is innocent?" Qingjun looked at Leng Yu with a smile.
"I don't have this intention." Leng Yu lowered his head and leaned towards the carriage, leaning over ninety degrees, testing his endurance every moment.
The curtain was raised, and the kitten got out first, squatting on one side and waiting.
Then a black figure slowly came out, stood in the carriage from a high place, and through the palace gate, he could see the Dongyue Palace at a glance.
The kitten pulled the corner of his black clothes, looked up at the shadow of the sky, and squeaked.
"Where is the person?" Qiongying asked.
"Return to the Lord, the underground palace of Dongyue has been completely destroyed, and the residences of all Xiahou nobles and important officials are burning. The Xiahou clan is directly in the line of 367 people, and the side 4,540 people have been held in the palace. Please wait for the line of 367 people.
The Lord's hair fell." Leng Yu hurriedly replied.
"Burn the palace until it is destroyed." There was a trace of cold and precious red in Qiongying's eyes, and her elixir lips opened lightly, as careless as ever.
"Subordinate to obey the order." Leng Yu's back felt a little stiff, and he felt a little oppressed, so he quickly leaned over and retreated.
The golden palace gate was closed again, with a beam tied up, locking the people in the palace.
The flames spread from the palace walls and quickly swept into the magnificent palace. In an instant, the flames soared into the sky.
Countless wailings came from the palace, and four thousand Xiahou people and tens of thousands of palace people struggled to death in the flames.
The gorgeous palace was hidden in the fire, and finally collapsed and turned into ruins.
The civilians in the city were in panic when they saw the fire above the city center. They were subjects of the empires for the past, but now they were slumped into the country.
The fire burned for six days and six nights, and the thousand-year-old imperial palace turned into ashes without leaving any trace, indicating the destruction of a thousand-year-old ancient country.