But I never expected that something unexpected would happen before we even reached the North Vietnam border.
That night, they rested in a small town called Yanwei Town on the way to North Vietnam. It was a small town with only one inn, and it was often full of guests. Fortunately, when they went there, the innkeeper tried to find a way to accommodate themselves.
The room was also given away so that Luan Xiaoqing and Tao Yao would not have to sleep on the street.
Naturally, it was impossible for the hundreds of soldiers to stay in the inn, so they rested on the street in the town. There were only a few guards with strong martial arts skills left in the inn to guard the door of Taoyao. They thought this mission would be more secret.
, no one will know, and no one will take any action.
But they thought wrong. Someone set a fire in the backyard in the middle of the night. The fire spread quickly and burned to the inn in the front yard, including Taoyao's room. Luan Xiaoqing was shocked to realize that something was wrong, and came from the next room
He rushed out and wanted to go into Taoyao's room to see what was going on, but then he remembered that men and women were not intimate, so he knocked on the door like a drum, and said loudly: "Peach Beauty, Peach Beauty, open the door quickly."
However, no one in the house responded, and the fire became more and more intense. Thick smoke billowed and spread throughout the corridor. Many residents opened their doors and fled, but Taoyao's room remained silent.[
With the priority of saving people, Luan Xiaoqing didn't care much, kicked the door open, quickly walked into Taoyao's room, opened the curtain, and found that there was nothing on the bed, and Taoyao was already gone.
Cold sweat crawled up his back, and Luan Xiaoqing almost collapsed to the ground in fear. What should he do? He was gone, what should he give in exchange for the national jade seal? Why was he so careless? He didn't expect anyone to take Tao Yao away.
Far outside the town, a slim figure in night clothes stood there, looking at the fire and smoke billowing in the inn, her eyes were filled with ice and cold, her lips covering the black cloth moved slightly, and the woman's voice was slightly hoarse.
: "Goodbye, Bi Xinguo, goodbye, Ouyang Chen."
In the courtyard of the inn, Luan Xiaoqing's face was dirty after being smoked, and his eyes were searching around, but he could not find the person he wanted to see.
Countless people were running around, shouting in various ways, organizing firefighting and rescuing people. The voices were endless. Luan Xiaoqing looked depressed. On his pretty face, which was comparable to that of a woman, there was despair and sadness that he had never seen before.
, he didn’t know how to return to the palace to recover his life.
In the territory of North Vietnam, not far from North Vietnam and the Bixin Kingdom, the vast prairie stretches as far as the eye can see. Cattle and sheep are visible in the windblown grass. The North Vietnamese nation is originally a nation on horseback. They ride horses across the vast North Vietnam prairie.
Their main food is beef and mutton, supplemented by certain plant particles from the grassland. Their life is simple and casual, and their style is bold and bold. Even when they sing, their voices are loud and high-pitched.
On this grassland, countless tents are located. From a distance, they look like big mushrooms blooming on the grassland. The tents are large and small. There are countless soldiers wearing North Vietnamese uniforms holding spears and scimitars.
, patrolling outside the tent, obviously heavily guarded.
It was approaching evening at this time, and the sunset was about to set on the horizon. The sky was filled with sunset glow, like a colorful brocade woven in the hands of a fairy, changing deep and light colors, decorating the sky with extraordinary beauty.