After a restless night, food was served again in the dining room the next morning.
But it was very rough. They made a big steamed bun with porridge and sent it to Dongyang Hou. The porridge was so cold that it formed a layer of ice.
He warmed up the millet himself and ate it with Dongyang Hou and Mu Yunhan. He secretly kept three large white steamed buns for emergencies.
The palace officials began to be anxious and frightened, so they came together to find Mu Yunhan for advice.
Mu Yunhan reassured them, "No matter what, this matter has nothing to do with you. How it was in the past is how it is now."
At night, there was no food again and the charcoal fire was exhausted.
The three of them ate cold steamed buns with cold water and continued to pray.
That night, Xiaomi was responsible for watching the wind and woke up Mu Yunhan and Dongyang Hou in the middle of the night to "listen"
There were faint sounds of crying and fighting in the dark night, but the sounds soon disappeared.
After a while, a fire burst into the sky in the southeast corner of the palace, and the light of the fire turned half of the sky red.
"That's Tongtian Pavilion near the East Palace." Dongyang Hou murmured.
Next, all three of them lost sleep and sat with their eyes open until dawn.
At dawn, the fire slowly extinguished, leaving only a thick black smoke hovering in the sky, making it look desolate against the leaden sky.
As usual, no food was delivered in the dining room. Xiaomi dug out a pack of dried meat and a pack of sugar from the depths of the cabinet, and everyone shared some.
Dongyang Hou is a young man. He didn't eat enough yesterday. He was so hungry that his chest pressed against his back. He thought he would be hungry for another day. Seeing these things, he was so moved that he almost shed tears: "Shan Niang, why are you so smart?"
Xiaomi chuckled, "This is my sister's order. Always carry an umbrella and carry dry food. Even though you are in the palace, if you want to eat snacks one day, it will be more convenient to have a place to grab it."
Dongyang Hou drank the cold sugar water and chewed the fragrant dried meat, his eyes narrowed with happiness.
Mu Yunhan suddenly laughed, "Sir, you have changed."
Dongyang Hou didn't understand, "I haven't changed, otherwise, you are saying that I am old."
He touched his face very vigilantly and said, "No, I just looked in the mirror this morning. I don't have any wrinkles, not a single one."
Mu Yunhan gave him a mirror, "Look, if something like this had happened to you in the past, wouldn't you have cried your eyes out long ago?"
Dongyang Hou was slightly stunned.
His beauty remained the same, but Qi Huang's mentality changed unknowingly.
In the past, Emperor Qi was his heaven and everything to him.
Because with one look or one word from Emperor Qi, he could cry or laugh, stay up all night, or be heartbroken.
But not anymore. He just looks at the reality silently, analyzes it calmly, and tries hard to keep himself and the people he cares about alive.
Just like at this moment, he was not worried about Emperor Qi's life or death, but was content with having dried meat to eat and sugar water to drink.
Dongyang Hou coughed lightly and said, "I have to eat and drink enough to have the strength to pray for your majesty. Your majesty is a good man and the emperor. God will definitely bless him."
"Yes, you are right. Let's finish eating quickly and pray for His Majesty together." Mu Yunhan agreed very much.
Based on her experience, the fight should be over by now and the winner has been announced, so there is no need to worry.
Once the mess is cleared up, the victorious person will be free to deal with them.
Either go further or fall into the dust.
However, judging from the direction of the fire, the winner should still be Emperor Qi, while Queen Jiang and her son were probably defeated.