The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 185: Guanju Palace is on fire!
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Chapter 185 Guanju Palace is on fire!
Guanju Palace is on fire!
"Stop fighting for the throne, let's leave together?" Duan Zirou knew this was an extravagant request, but she still couldn't help saying that as long as she stayed in the imperial city, she couldn't feel at ease for a moment.
"Zi Xiao will temporarily give up the throne... Zi Rou, let me go back." Ye Zi Xiao embraced Duan Zi Rou lightly, her voice soft as water.
Heart, cooling down in time, Duan Zirou indifferently withdrew from the embrace of the night midnight, her eyes cold and cold.
"The throne and Zi Rou, you can only choose one. If you can't give up the imperial power, then let Zi Rou stay here to live quietly, and don't show up again in the future. At least, Zi Rou can no longer worry about you. ." Duan Zirou heard the implication of Ye Zixiao, and was immediately indifferent.
"Zi Rou, you believe in being a husband. One day, being a husband will replace Ye Hongyi and become the dragon among people!" Ye Zixiao stepped forward with excitement, and when she wanted to reach out and pull Duan Zirou into her arms, she suddenly felt behind her. With a cold chill, he suddenly turned around, Sen Liang's dagger had already arrived in front of him, Ye Zixiao flicked his sleeves, and the dagger fierce ### inside the Baiyu Guqin.
"It’s not impossible that King Jing wants to be a dragon among people, but it’s really not easy. Of course, if King King lives long enough, Jieshi can make Ye Hongyi live to death. When Ye Hongyi’s life is over, King Jing will still There is a good chance, but I've heard that Ye Hongyi is taking the medicine for immortality. It is still unknown whether King Jing can live the night Hongyi!" With the graceful moonlight, Yao Mowan wore a black robe. Standing there, the evening breeze whipped her ink-like blue silk, swaying fine waves, especially the black veil on her face, setting Yao Mowan's mysterious and unpredictable.
"Who are you?" Ye Zixiao looked at Yao Mowan vigilantly, her body blocked in front of Duan Zirou.
"In the past, when someone asked this question, Jingxin would say that it didn’t matter who I was, but if King Jing asked like that, Jingxin could tell you that who I am is very important. As long as I’m here, King Jing’s life is impossible. Sit on the dragon chair, because there is someone else in the Mingzhu in Jingxin's eyes." Yao Mowan spoke unscrupulously, her momentum was overwhelming.
Even if I could not feel Yao Mowan’s inner strength, Ye Zixiao was still shocked by the aura exuding from her body. With those eyes alone, he could hardly resist, he didn't even dare to look at Yao Mowan. Because the sharp edge in that eye seems to have the power to destroy everything, making people feel cold.
"Why are you so sure?" Ye Zixiao suppressed his guilty conscience and sternly scolded.
"With Jingxin, when King Jing left, he hid a few forged letters between King Jing and Yao Zhenting in King Jing’s Mansion. If Jingxin didn’t guess wrong, these letters have now fallen into Ye Hongyi’s hands. Here, it seems that King King’s Mansion, the prince can’t go back.” Yao Mowan smiled with a dark belly, and took advantage of Yao Zhenting’s rebellion to involve Ye Zixiao. This was a strategy she had long thought of. The so-called praying mantis catching cicadas, the oriole is behind, Yao Mowan's original goal is the midnight snack, and now it is considered to be completed.
"What! The emperor won't believe it!" Ye Zixiao's heart trembled, and her eyebrows tightened into the word Sichuan.
"The emperor’s disbelief is one thing. The emperor pretends to believe it is another thing. King Jing is also considered aloof in the dynasty. If he could take this opportunity to eradicate his heart problems, do you think Ye Hongyi would choose not to believe it? Will pretend to believe!" Yao Mowan hit the nail on the head, but at the moment Yao Mowan said the forged letterhead, Ye Zixiao knew that he was a hundred secrets, and the trend was over.
"Who are you doing this for?" Ye Zixiao stared at the woman in front of her, questioning coldly. At this moment, he suddenly felt like being used as a chess piece.
"Jing Xin can only tell King Jing that even if this meditation does not take action, King Jing will not get what he wants. Back then, the five dragons won the concubine, how tragic it was to survive the tumbling blood, Ye Hongyi again Is it an ordinary generation? With those troops in your hands, King Jing, you can't resist the iron-blooded regiment that Ye Hongyi trained in private!" Yao Mowan sneered, disdain to speak.
"The Jagged Corps?" Ye Zixiao was shocked and looked at Yao Mowan in confusion.
"It turns out that the prince hasn't even listened to it before, nothing more, I will say goodbye to meditation." Yao Mowan left this sentence, and when he was about to turn around, he suddenly saw Ye Zixiao raising his sleeves. In seconds, Yin Xue was already standing in front of her with three silver needles in her hand.
"The hidden guard who can possess such a skill, the girl is extraordinary. I wonder if the person the girl wants to protect is Ye Junqing?" Such a low status, even if there is more money, you can't hire the top hidden guard, in front of her. This woman in night clothes was obviously above Lingyun.
"Since the prince has been out of the game, the affairs of the game have nothing to do with the prince. The green mountains are full of visions. It is better to take the people in front of him. The prince can do it for himself." Yao Mowan has sharp eyes and a warning in his words. .
When Yao Mowan leaves, Ye Zixiao can't help but sigh, no matter if there is no way out, at least, Zi Rou is still with her.
Since the fifth day when Yao Xiang's mansion was stolen, King King's Mansion was also confiscated, but King King disappeared on the eve of the investigation. There has been no news so far.
One wave is not flat, one wave rises again, and on the second day when the midnight snack has just subsided, the Guanju Palace suddenly flooded, and the entire east wing seemed to be a huge fireball, with flames soaring in the wind. Raging.
"Why haven't you come out yet? No, I have to go in!" Yao Mowan was anxious looking at the sky full of fire, and the Jinpa in his hand was already wrinkled and wrinkled. Seeing Yao Mowan wanted to rush in, Ting Yue immediately grabbed him desperately.
"Niang! The fire is too big, you can't go in! Liu Xing has already taken someone to save the prince. There will be nothing wrong with Prince Su!" When Ting Yue tried to stop him, Liu Xing was already carrying Ye Jun on his back. Qing rushed out from the fire.
"Liu Xing, how is he?" Seeing Liu Xing come out, Yao Mowan rushed up immediately, her footsteps were unreasonably weak, and she almost fell, especially the expression on her face, with deep fear in anxiety.
"Don't worry, the prince is okay!" Liu Xing strode into the main hall of Guanju Palace with Ye Junqing on his back and placed him on the chaise longue. Yao Mowan then ran in, and Ting Yue closed the door with her backhand outside the door, so that those who came to the fire would not find the clues.
"He is... he is asleep?" Except that his face was a little black, his hair was a little burnt, and the corners of his clothes were a little burnt through, Ye Junqing was breathing evenly, with a face. Tai Ran, especially Ye Junqing's subconsciously turning over, completely softened Yao Mo Wanlei's outer focus and the inside.
"Hui Niangniang, when the slave rushed in, the prince was wearing a coat of ice silk, so he was basically not injured." Yao Mowan looked at Liu Xing on the other hand. Compared with Ye Junqing, Liu Xing was completely incomplete. The face can even smell burnt.
"Tingyue!" Yao Mowan called into Tingyue now.
"Niang?" Tingyue opened the door when she heard the sound and looked suspiciously at Yao Mowan.
"You will take Liu to see the royal doctor immediately!" Yao Mowan urged anxiously. At this moment, the sound of worshipping suddenly came from outside the door.
"There is nothing to do with you here, Tingyue, you remember, you must let the royal doctor make a diagnosis for Liu Xing!" Yao Mowan looked at Liu Xing distressedly.
At this time, Ye Hongyi had already seized the door and entered.
"Wan'er!" At the moment Ye Hongyi started, Yao Mowan rushed into Ye Hongyi's arms, tears streaming down.
"The emperor, Wan'er is afraid, what a big fire!" On one side, Ting Yue quietly helped Liu Xing to retreat.
"Let me take a good look!" Ye Hongyi held Yao Mowan's snow shoulders with both hands, looked anxiously, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she was sure that Yao Mowan was not in serious trouble.
"What the **** is going on? How could it suddenly catch fire? Come!" Ye Hongyi sternly shouted after supporting Yao Mowan to sit down with great tenderness.