The black pupils were instantly filled with blood. Dongfang Aoshi clenched his fists tightly and came out, "What's going on?"
"Your Majesty..." The steward was covered in cold sweat and his arm was almost crushed.
"What's going on!? Why is there a fire? Where is the gentle man?" Dongfang proudly roared, with a bloodthirsty expression, as if he could swallow everything.
"Your Majesty... my subordinates are incompetent... Princess, she..." There was a cry in the steward's voice.
Dongfang Aoshi's figure swayed, and "pop-", the bottle in his hand fell to the ground.
"What did you say? I didn't hear clearly." Dongfang Aoshi's face was ashen.
The steward looked at him worriedly, gritted his teeth, and said cruelly, "The princess said she was hungry and wanted to eat... I went to the kitchen to prepare... As soon as I got to the kitchen, the maid came to report that there was a fire... I
We quickly brought people over to put out the fire...but the fire was too big...we had no time at all..."
Dongfang Aoshi's body shook violently again.
"It's too late...it's too late..." Dongfang Aoshi murmured and repeated the steward's words, with a deep look in his eyes, like a ghost in the dark night, but his voice was as weak as a gossamer, "Are you kidding me?"
"Your Majesty..." The steward paused, "It's all my fault... I shouldn't have walked away... If I hadn't walked away... I might have had time to save the princess... and Yaohua."
The more the steward talked, the more uncomfortable he became, and tears washed down his face along with the rain.
"I'm sorry! Your Majesty..."
"I'm sorry..." Dongfang Aoshi raised his lower lip coldly, his expression was dazed, and his body was shaking heavily.
The steward quickly supported him, "Your Majesty! Are you okay?"
"It's okay..." Dongfang Aoshi pulled his lower lip strangely and spurted out a mouthful of blood!
The next second, he fell backwards and fell into boundless darkness.
"Your Majesty—" the steward screamed.
Dongfang Aoshi had passed out and could not hear anything.
"Quick! Carry the prince in!" the steward shouted.
Everyone hurriedly lifted Dongfang Aoshi and carried him to the courtyard aside.
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"What's going on?" The palace was on fire, and Wuming was mentally prepared.
But he never thought that things would be so serious——
The entire courtyard where Wen Wen lived was burned to ashes, with no place left intact.
The guards said nothing and lowered their heads one after another.
Wuming's chest jumped, and an ominous premonition came over him.
"Where is the prince?"
"Your Majesty... vomited blood... and passed out." The guard said with a trembling voice, "Now in the wing..."
Wuming immediately turned around and walked towards the side room.
Only then did the guard notice that he was holding someone in his hand.
a woman.
This woman’s appearance…
"Princess Liudie?" The guard was shocked. He never expected to see someone who had been missing for five years.
Liudie pursed her lips and didn't say a word.
Struggling desperately, trying to break free from the unknown restraint.
Unfortunately, he is not as strong as Wu Ming.
In this way, he was dragged all the way to the side room.
"Mr. Anonymous, you are back." The steward saw him and immediately came over to greet him.
"How is the prince's condition?" Wuming didn't have time to greet the steward, so he walked directly into the room without raising his head.