After all, King Zhao was a relative of the emperor, and both he and Su Tang were lucky enough to survive. Punishing King Zhao based on the court's laws would only demote King Zhao to a commoner at best.
Had it not been for the right time, right place, and right people, they would have died.
Xie Boting immediately changed his mind, gave up arresting people, and directly killed King Zhao.
However, although he brought six secret guards with him, Prince Zhao's Mansion was his own, and it was not easy to kill Prince Zhao. In the end, he accidentally kicked over the lotus lampstand during the fight and burned Prince Zhao's study.
The wind was strong at night, and it had not rained in Kyoto for half a month. The weather was dry. A fire broke out in King Zhao's study. The fire spread instantly due to the wind. Unless it rained heavily, it could not be extinguished.
Su Tang felt sorry for not being able to kill King Zhao, but burning down King Zhao's palace was a sign of anger.
After the doubts were cleared, Su Tang didn't stop Xie Boting from taking a bath and got up to leave.
It's just that Xie Boting deliberately dragged her to the study, how could he let her go easily? He grabbed Su Tang's hand, and with a little force, Su Tang got into the bathtub, and the splashing water wetted the flower-and-bird landscape screen on the side.
Before Su Tang could react, he bullied her and pressed her over.
A charming room.
Study room in the outer courtyard.
The prince was handling official duties when suddenly there was a knock on the door and the servant's voice came, "Your Majesty, the princess is here."
The prince frowned, then let go, "Let her come in."
The boy pushed the door open, and Princess Nankang stepped into the house, followed closely by the maid carrying a food box.
When she came closer, the prince raised his head and said, "It's so late, what are you doing in the study?"
Princess Nankang didn't want to come to the study at night, but the prince hadn't touched her for several months. These days, she was always tossing and turning uneasy at night, especially tonight. She couldn't figure out what happened between her and the prince.
What's the problem? It seems that the prince has suddenly become indifferent to her. She wants to find out clearly.
Princess Nankang stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty has been busy with military affairs these days. I was worried that you would be exhausted, so I asked the small kitchen to make some supplements for Your Majesty to try."
With that said, Princess Nankang was about to take out the tonic from the maid's hand.
The prince picked up another booklet on the table and said casually, "I'm not hungry. I still have some things to deal with. Please step aside."
The princess of Nanjiang had already picked up the soup bowl. Her hands froze at the prince's words. She looked at the prince and was about to speak, but the prince spoke first, "Send the princess back."
The princess of Nankang has never been so humiliated. She is the superior princess of Prince Zhao's palace. What she disdains most is flattery and favors. She brings late night snacks. She doesn't believe that the prince doesn't know what it means. There is no war at the border. Is it really that bad?
Are you busy?!
Princess Nankang felt angry, put down the soup bowl, raised her feet and left.
The soup bowl fell crookedly, and by the time the maid reacted, more than half of the bird's nest soup had been poured out.
Princess Nankang came out of the study, her hands tightly clasped under Yun's sleeves. The servant was looking at the fire in the distance. When he saw Princess Nankang coming out, the servant saluted and said, "I wonder whose house in Kyoto is on fire."
Princess Nankang looked in the direction of the servant's finger and saw a huge fire in the direction of Prince Zhao's Mansion. Her heart skipped a beat.
This direction...
Don't worry, Prince Zhao's Mansion is on fire.
With this thought, she couldn't hold it down anymore. Princess Nankang, who was still angry with the prince, began to worry about Prince Zhao's Mansion. In the past, she had never worried about the safety of Prince Zhao's Mansion. After all, King Zhao had raised many dead soldiers, but this time
Most of it was damaged, and without those dead soldiers guarding Prince Zhao's Mansion, Prince Zhao's Mansion was no longer just an iron barrel.
It's just that there's no point worrying anymore. There's a night curfew, so I can't send anyone to ask if the water in Prince Zhao's Mansion has been drained. We can only wait until dawn to find out. This chapter has been completed!