The flames were extremely bright in the night, and even Ying Zheng was awakened from his sleep. At this time, he was standing in front of the palace wearing only a robe. To the west, the red color of the flames illuminated the night.
"Your Majesty, be careful if you catch a cold." The Frightened Salamander hurriedly ran out of the palace holding a cloak.
"You are the one who should be careful about catching a cold." Ying Zheng took the cloak from Jing Salamander's hand and wrapped Jingshao under the cloak with his backhand.
Tonight, Jing Salad, who had received Zhao Ji's permission not to rush back to Xingle Palace, naturally stayed in Xianyang Palace. However, he never thought that he would encounter a fire tonight.
"Your Majesty, could there be an assassin?" Jingli, who was held by Ying Zheng under his cloak, looked at the red sky in the distance and thought of a bad possibility.
"Is this an assassin's method?" Ying Zheng asked.
"Well, the assassin's favorite method is to first set fire to create chaos, and then take advantage of the chaos to take the target's life." Frightened Salamander replied.
"You also like to do this?" Ying Zheng asked curiously.
"No, I don't have to use such methods at all, but isn't this fire too bizarre? Since Xianyang Palace was built, there has only been one fire." Although he was held by Ying Zheng, he still observed with vigilance.
The surprised salamanders around said with a bit of pride.
"This fire is not a freak, maybe someone deliberately set it up." Ying Zheng thought as he looked at the direction of the fire.
"Did you do it on purpose? Is there really an assassin?" Jing Salamander's expression suddenly changed, and he once again became the snare killer he once was.
"It was done on purpose, but it's not an assassin. Maybe it's that person. I'll find out if I ask them tomorrow," Ying Zheng said.
Although Ying Zheng said this, he was almost certain in his heart that this was what the big goblin was doing.
Because Ying Zheng knew who lived in that direction.
"Okay, it's already late at night, we should take a rest." Ying Zheng pinched the soft flesh under the ribs of Frightened Salamander and said.
"Your Majesty, I am not in good health and cannot serve you." Jing Salamander suddenly said with a twist.
From Ying Zheng's actions, Jing Salaman felt that he had received some kind of hint.
"What are you thinking about with that fish head of yours?" Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng tapped the Frightened Salamander's forehead with his fingers, and said angrily and helplessly.
"Your Majesty, this is really not possible." Jing Salamander said.
Before coming to Xianyang Palace, she promised Zhao Ji that if she disobeyed the order, she would have to wait until the child was born before she could return to Xianyang Palace. This was a situation that Jingyu desperately wanted to avoid.
"Then let Gu come and serve you." Ying Zheng said with a smile, thinking that such a startling salamander seemed quite interesting.
"Serve... me?" Jing Salamang, who was hugged by Ying Zheng and walked forward, asked in confusion.
"Is it sweeter there, I want to know," Ying Zheng said.
"I, don't know." Although she wanted to say that she didn't know what Ying Zheng was talking about, Jingyu's verbal defense was very weak. Her understanding of Ying Zheng sometimes no longer required the use of words.
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"So, I have to find the answer myself."
After hearing this, the Jing Salamander subconsciously covered his chest, feeling that something was flowing inside.
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When Ying Zheng's teasing ignited a flame in Jing Salaman's heart, and it was out of control, another, bigger flame was slowly extinguished under the efforts of everyone.
And Mingzhu was standing miserably in front of the ruins holding Honglian, half of her long hair was burned, but fortunately her face was not hurt.
"What's going on?" A steward looked at the ruins in front of him with a gloomy face, but he was mostly filled with fear and a trace of happiness.
Fortunately, there was no bigger fire, otherwise, there would be no chance of saving his life.
"Accident, just an accident, I don't know why the stove fell down and set the room on fire." At this time, Mingzhu said with fear.
Although she had been planning for a long time to do what she was doing, when she actually put it into action, she realized that no matter how determined she was, she would still be afraid when facing danger.
"Accident? Just an accident?" the steward asked, but he could only ask. He knew that although the two people in front of him were only trophies of the Korean War, they were the trophies of the owner of this palace. He could despise them, but absolutely
Can't hurt them.
"Father, now is not the time to pursue these matters. Fortunately, there was no bigger fire. This is a good thing. If the higher authorities investigate, Mingzhu will still need to face it." At this time, Mingzhu developed the first one in Xianyang Palace.
Wanyu, the offline palace maid, came out and persuaded the steward.
"Huh?" The steward thought for a while and knew that once the superiors intervene, Mingzhu still needs to support him. He cannot say too much, otherwise, if Mingzhu says something unfavorable to him when facing the superiors,
That would be troublesome.
After receiving the message from their superiors, everyone here dispersed, and Mingzhu followed Wanyu to her residence to stay temporarily.
"Just now, who was the chamberlain who rushed into the sea of fire to save me? You should know him, right?" Mingzhu, who came to Wanyu's residence, asked her friend after placing the sleeping Honglian properly.
"The man's name is Zhao Gao, and he is a chamberlain of Dian Shu Pavilion. I never thought that he was quite brave. At that time, even the guards with strong martial arts did not dare to rush in, but he actually rushed in." Wan
Yu recalled.
Although Mingzhu was ruthless enough and dared to burn herself with fire, fire was ultimately uncontrollable. Therefore, Mingzhu almost died before leaving the battle. She was surrounded by a sea of fire and could not advance or retreat for a while. At that time, a chamberlain rushed
He went in and rescued her and Honglian.
"Zhao Gao? If you have the opportunity in the future, you should thank him properly. After all, it is also a life-saving grace." Mingzhu pondered.
"That should be the case, but sister Mingzhu, can you really see the king this time?" Wanyu asked worriedly.
In Mingzhu's self-directed and self-acted 'tragedy', she appears as an important supporting role. If Mingzhu can achieve her goal, then she will naturally be able to take advantage of the trend with the help of Mingzhu's stock wind.
Even in the Qin Palace, true beauty is still a scarce resource. Not everyone can have beauty like a pearl. If she wants to live a better life in this palace, Wanyu knows very well that she
Something needed to be done, and the Pearl was her hope.
"I don't know, but we have to take a gamble. We have done everything we can. What happens next depends on God," Mingzhu said.
She has done all the personnel matters, and the rest can only be left to her fate.
"This also depends on your life." Mingzhu looked at the sleeping Honglian and said to herself.