57. Chapter 57 East Palace on Fire 3
Seeing this, Le Sang also stood up. As Princess Ning, she should follow wherever Prince Ning goes.
People call it - the husband sings and the wife follows.
A sneer spread from the corner of his mouth, chilling his bones.
She didn't want to miss this great show.
Moreover, she can't miss it, because she is in the middle of the game.
The temperature rose rapidly in the cold night, and the raging fire spread, almost lighting up the entire imperial city.
As soon as Dongfang Liyuan, Lesang, and Dongfang Chen left, the last few ministers sitting below also stood up and followed them.
The air here seemed to have solidified, and only the sound of the burning fire in the East Palace and the shouts of countless people could be heard.
There were hundreds of maids and hundreds of slaves in the Prince's Palace, and most of them perished in the flames.
Compared to everyone who was panicking and impatient, Ling Xuehan was calm to the extreme.
There was no wave in the boundless darkness. Even if it burned the imperial city and the palace collapsed, there would not be a single change in those dark eyes.
Dongfang Chuxian, who gradually calmed down, noticed him, coughed twice in embarrassment and said, "It made the Crown Prince of Yin laugh."
He actually chose tonight to burn down the prince's palace. Who is so bold?
How much resentment did he have with Chen'er?
In this matter, the prince of a neighboring country should be suspicious of this matter, but he just deliberately gave in to Chen'er in the competition to save Chen'er's face, and it shouldn't be him.
So, who is it?
After pondering for a while, Ling Xuehan stood up slowly: "The banquet is almost over, so I will go ahead."
"Okay, come here, take His Highness the Crown Prince back to the palace." Dongfang Chuxian was able to smile, which was rare at this moment, and he quickly called for people to take Ling Xuehan away.
The prince's palace was burned down and Long Yan was completely destroyed. How could he sit still in front of Ling Xuehan? Now that he had taken the initiative to leave, he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
In the Prince's Palace in the East Palace, the halls and pavilions collapsed overnight, and the deafening sound of shattering resounded throughout the sky.
The raging fire was like a wild beast, tearing apart everything with its fangs and claws, and shrill screams kept coming from the fire.
Thick black smoke swept up, and countless souls were sent into the vast night.
In all directions of the palace, countless maids and eunuchs were holding basins and buckets, pouring water into the fire one after another.
His hair was curled with heat, his clothes were in tatters, and his face was blackened with smoke. Only his eyes had some light, but no one dared to show any signs of neglect.
What is being burned is the Prince's Palace, and what is being burned is the royal dignity.
All the civil and military officials who came to find out what was going on retreated a hundred meters away. Blood-red flames danced in their eyes, and no one dared to take a step forward.
This fire seemed to be able to swallow everything up at any time.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, His Royal Highness Prince Ning, and Princess Ning are here."
With a loud shout, all the ministers turned their eyes back.
The cold wind was biting, and in the night wind, Dongfang Chen, Dongfang Liyuan, and Le Sang walked side by side, rushing over like a whirlwind.
In just a moment, he walked into the middle of the dark crowd.
"Did you, ministers, gain anything from coming here?" Dongfang Chen said in a calm voice, scanning everyone one by one.
Looking at each other, the civil and military ministers all had a flash of embarrassment in their eyes.
They had no way of knowing who had set the fire. The fire was burning so brightly that they did not dare to step forward to investigate.
Chapter completed!