Volume 1: Swan Goose Chapter 365: Blazing Fire Soars into the Sky to Shine on the Lone Star (3)
The eldest prince was originally stunned by the sudden situation in front of him. Even when he was scolded by Ruan Lang, he forgot to use his own identity to suppress him.
However, when Ruan Lang shouted to find someone to put out the fire, he suddenly woke up:
If a quarrel breaks out at this time and everyone starts putting out the fire, not only will your plan fail.
And once the incident of arson becomes known to the whole world, then his life will really be in danger!
The eldest prince was so worried that he unconsciously bent down and picked up a blackened fire stick.
He raised his head and stared blankly at Ruan Lang's back as he put out the fire. There was a buzz in his head, and a white light flashed before his eyes.
By the time he came to his senses, Ruan Lang had already fallen to the ground with his head in his hands.
He was startled, and the fire stick in his hand fell to the ground, and the sound brought back all his consciousness.
Realizing what he had done, the eldest prince immediately squatted down and pushed the person on the ground: "Master Ruan? Master Ruan?"
Seeing that Ruan Lang didn't respond, the eldest prince stretched out his trembling hand and put it under his nose to explore.
After taking a deep breath, the eldest prince collapsed and sat on the ground.
But seeing the fire in front of him starting to burn his face, he seemed to be able to hear the footsteps of the people coming to put out the fire.
Looking at the unconscious person on the ground, he gritted his teeth and finally made up his mind...
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In the Changle Hall, Emperor Yu was already drunk and fell asleep. The singers and dancers were also exhausted and resting together. Even the eunuchs and maids standing beside him were swaying around and taking a nap with their eyes closed.
While everyone was in a daze, a plain white jade hand picked up the giant candle from the candlestick, hesitated for a moment, and lit the curtain with the giant candle.
When the curtain caught fire, it ignited, and the sparks quickly spread to the curtain next to it.
Not long after, the surrounding curtains were ignited by fire.
When the palace residents woke up, they found that everyone was trapped in a sea of fire and could not escape...
The sky was so dark that not a single star could be seen, only a disk-like bright moon hung diagonally in the sky.
The Jinjia guards guarding outside the Changle Hall saw puffs of black smoke coming out of the hall, and immediately surrounded them in a hurry.
Someone in the crowd shouted: "What are you talking about? Just after I said be careful about fires, this fire really came!"
Yan Rong came back to his senses and shouted to Jin Jiawei: "Quick! Go get water quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the golden armored guards immediately turned around and left, running to fetch water.
Yan Rong looked in the direction of Chang'e Palace, with a serious look on his face, as if he was deep in thought.
At this moment, the strong wind began to rage, and a fire at the back door of Changle Hall swept through the entire palace in an instant.
The raging fire seemed to be going crazy, flying around with the strong wind, devouring everything without restraint.
The fire grew stronger and stronger, rising into the sky in an instant and turning into wisps of black smoke in the air.
The cries of the palace people were drowned in the sound of burning wood, which sounded unreal.
Soon, people from Ziwei City rushed over and joined the team of fetching water and putting out the fire.
But the fire was too strong, no one dared to approach easily, and no one came out from inside. Everyone outside the hall felt desolate in their hearts:
It seems that everyone inside is in danger!
Soon after, even the ministers outside Ziwei City got wind of it.
The emperor is trapped in a sea of fire, and the situation is very delicate.
Many ministers had no time to freshen up, so they hurriedly drove to Ziwei City.
Some ministers didn't have time to come, so they sent their trusted people to come to inquire about the news, so that they could make the most timely and best response as soon as possible!
A carriage hurriedly stopped outside Xuande Gate. The driver was a man with a brown beard. The person who came was none other than Liu Rong, Liu Bingwen's son.
After the carriage stopped, the man jumped down from the carriage and jumped from the carriage.
Liu Bingwen, who was disheveled and looked panicked, was helped out of the car.
The two of them walked quickly to the door. Before the gatekeeper could greet them, Liu Bingwen got straight to the point: "Have any other officials gone in before me?"
The guard bowed and saluted, and said seriously: "Master Liu, you are the first! The others have not arrived yet..."
"very good!"
Before the guard could finish speaking, Liu Bingwen interrupted him: "To prevent those who set the fire from escaping, and to prevent those who are interested in taking the opportunity to cause trouble, we ordered all palace doors to be closed! Remember! No matter who he is or what position he holds,
You are not allowed to enter or leave Ziwei City at will!"
"This..." The guards looked at each other, and no one dared to accept it.
"Why are you hesitating?"
Liu Rong on the side shouted loudly: "If you let the person who set the fire go, or let someone with intentions enter the palace to cause trouble, everyone will be punished by the nine tribes!"
As soon as these words came out, the guards no longer dared to disobey. They had no choice but to obey the orders of Liu and his son and sealed all the city gates so that not even a fly could enter or exit.
Liu and his son looked around and saw that Yan Rong was not nearby, so they winked at each other and hurried in with confidence.
At this time, Yuexiu supported the frail queen and rushed over with disheveled hair without even bothering to freshen up.
Along the way, she met countless chambermaids running with buckets in their hands. From their panic expressions, the queen had already guessed the seriousness of the matter.
But when she came to Changle Hall and saw the hellish scene, she was so frightened that she fainted.
I don't know how long it took, but the queen felt a pain in her vagina, her five senses suddenly returned to her body, and she slowly opened her eyes.
After staying for a moment, she realized the situation. She helped Yuexiu to stand up, only to find that her legs no longer obeyed her. She could only snuggle in Yuexiu's arms like a baby.
"Where is Your Majesty? Has Your Majesty come out?" She grabbed Yuexiu's lapel and asked in a trembling voice.
Yuexiu pursed her lips tightly, turned her face away and did not answer.
"Speak!" the queen shouted, raising her voice, and then looked at the people around her: "You should answer it!"
But everyone around her lowered their heads, and no one dared to answer her.
Seeing everyone's expressions, the queen trembled all over, and then collapsed limply in Yuexiu's arms.
At this time, tears welled up in her eyes, and she seemed to have come up with the answer, the answer that she could not accept the most.
"Your Majesty!" Yuexiu shouted and called several young eunuchs, who together supported the emaciated queen.
"Go! Hurry... call someone to put out the fire! Whoever can rescue the emperor... I... I will be rewarded heavily!" The queen pointed at the sea of fire with her trembling fingers, and her words became weak.
But this promise did not impress the people around him, and no one rushed into the sea of fire risklessly.
Even the chamberlain who was carrying a water pipe to put out the fire looked a little sluggish, and the speed of putting out the fire had obviously slowed down.
"Empress."
Yuexiu wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and advised gently: "The fire is so big, whoever goes in will die! I'm afraid... I'm afraid it's too late!"
"No!"
The queen ignored her already weak body and screamed, using all her strength to push the little eunuchs around her out one by one.
"The emperor is the Son of Heaven, and he has the protection of the gods above his head. He must still be alive! Hurry! Let everyone go in and save the emperor! Hurry!"
"It's too late!" An old voice came in time, interrupting the queen's rescue plan.
"Father!" Seeing the arrival of her relatives, the queen breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately burst into tears: "What should I do?"
At this time, she completely forgot about her identity as a queen and looked more like an ordinary woman who had just lost her husband and was in desperate need of comfort.
Liu and his son walked over in a few steps and whispered: "It's too late to save people now. Even if they are rescued, I'm afraid it will be difficult for the emperor to take charge of the overall situation as before! As a ***, you should fight at this moment
Cheer up and make plans for yourself and the country!"
The emperor with tears on his face
Then he suddenly froze, looked at him blankly, and murmured: "What does father mean by this...?"
Liu Rong took the lead and said: "Madam, as soon as my father arrived here, he quickly sealed the city gate and sent people to find the eldest prince. Now the entire Ziwei City is listening to your orders, you should know what to do!
"
When he said this, a sly smile appeared on his face.
The queen's face changed drastically, her lips trembled, and she whispered: "Then...do we really not care about the emperor?"
"Confused!"
Liu Bingwen frowned and reprimanded in a low voice: "For so many years, you have been thinking about the emperor, but has he ever cared about your relationship as husband and wife? Even if you risk your life to rescue him now, he will not miss you.
"
"Since you can't ask for affection, you can only support the new emperor to ascend the throne and become the most noble woman in Beiyu, so that your hard work for so many years will be worth it!"
He straightened his back and raised his chin slightly, as if he were the future master.
These words finally made the queen relax.
She suddenly thought of the emperor's indifference to her over the years.
For a few more nights, she stayed in the Chenghuan Palace, looking forward to seeing the emperor. But in the end, she waited for the news that the emperor was happy with other concubines...
My heart was gradually broken after being repeatedly stepped on and crushed by Emperor Yu.
Strange to say, when I thought of these unbearable past, the anxiety just now disappeared completely, and the dying queen miraculously stood up again.
She raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes and asked calmly: "What should I do now?"
Liu Bingwen looked around, looking a little anxious: "Where is the eldest prince? Why haven't you seen him yet?"
The queen sighed and said sadly: "Chengzhen has just been released from confinement. He must be seriously injured and is resting at the house. Besides, he and I are no longer of the same mind, so what's the use of calling him here——"
"We have no choice now!"
Liu Bingwen interrupted her and reprimanded rudely: "He also has no choice! Without the eldest prince, all our efforts will be in vain! If he refuses to cooperate with us, he will never get that position!"
The queen nodded thoughtfully and murmured to herself: "I know what to do..."