Tang Wei, Tang Wei, you really have to commit suicide.

He Yi sighed in his heart, and the steps under his feet were still fast.

It is no problem for Tang Wei to win sympathy from others, but if she gives her young wife an inexplicable crime, there will be a big problem.

Can anybody in their family be framed like this?

So, things like protecting short-term are really mutually infecting each other.

After nothing happened overnight, Tang Zijun had no idea what Rong Linxiao and the others had done, but rested comfortably in the mansion.

Just when Tang Zijun was resting leisurely, something huge happened to Tang Wei.

"What did you say?" Tang Wei stared at the maid in the mansion in surprise.

The face was quite terrifying, and the two maids who were whispering were trembling all over. They didn't know what was wrong with him, so they offended the concubine.

"Say it! What did you say just now?" Tang Wei asked sternly, his voice twisting and changing tone. It was obvious that Tang Wei was very excited at this time.

"Empress, a fire broke out in a slum in the city, and many people died. Today, the street is talking about this." One of the maids hurriedly reported.

"Where is the slum area?" Tang Wei asked. She seemed to have heard a place just now. Maybe she heard it wrong, it must be that she heard it wrong.

"It's Lanhua West Street." The maid said stutteringly.

The two maids looked at each other, not quite understanding why the concubine cared so much.

The slums there are not very big, just about a dozen families, mainly because the place is too small and is far away from the shops where you can make money and work.

Therefore, most people will not live there.

The people living there are just some old and weak women who are specially designed for sewing clothes, weaving and embroidering for wealthy families, and can be taken home to make them.

"Lanhua West Street?" Tang Wei's body shook and she almost fell down.

When the two maids saw this, they hurried over to support them and asked in a hurry: "Empress, what's wrong with you?"

Tang Wei took a heavy breath and asked with a pale face: "Have many people died?"

"Yes, there are a lot. There are five or six households." The maid nodded and said.

Tang Wei shook her body twice and said, "What a sin, how could a fire happen? Those poor people..."

Tang Wei burst into tears and held the maid barely and said, "Take me over and take a look so that she can settle the poor people."

The maid looked at Tang Wei like this and whispered: "Empress, this may not be good, right? You are still in the mourning period, so it would be better to go out less."

Tang Wei shook her head and said softly: "It is because the prince just passed away that I want to go there. Do more good deeds, which is also to accumulate good deeds for the prince and the young master."

When the maid heard this, she thought it made a lot of sense.

"I'll let them prepare the carriage now." One of the maids said immediately.

"Okay, hurry up." Tang Wei said, turning around and changing into the house.

Soon, the carriage rushed to Lanhua West Street.

The carriage could not enter the narrow street at all, so the coachman had to park the carriage at the entrance of the alley and asked Tang Wei to get off the carriage.

"Empress, be careful, there is still chaos inside." said the servant.

"Yes." Tang Wei nodded absent-mindedly and walked into the alley in a hurry.
Chapter completed!