first concubine

Chapter 282 The Imperial Bureau. 7
He walked a little faster, and a blush appeared on his pale and sickly face.

It made this man's face look a bit weird in this fiery night.

Suddenly, the emperor rushed into the fire without hesitation, almost without hesitation.

"Huang, the fire is too big, you can't go in."

Baiyuan seemed to know that Zhan Yu would do this, so he immediately stopped him and knelt at his feet.

Zhan Yu's face was pale and pale, in the fierce fire, his eyes were red and bloodshot, he clenched his fists and roared: "Get out of the way."

"Emperor, you are a king, take care of your dragon body."

Bai Yuan, however, was determined, he just refused to let go, and his tone was firm.

The other guards couldn't stand anymore, they fell to their knees and shouted in unison: "Please take care of the dragon's body."

"If I can't see the complete her today, I will let all of you here be buried with me." The wind was blowing under Zhan Yu's feet, he lifted it mercilessly, and stepped heavily on Bai Yuan's shoulder. The barb went over and kicked Zhong Baiyuan's jaw, and his body flew out heavily.

It was at this moment that the people present saw a white figure rushing into the fire at an extremely fast speed.

Everyone went to look again, and the young master Kuguhuan had disappeared.

He is now on fire.

Zhan Yu didn't seem to have expected that, looking at the fierce fire, the fire reflected in his eyes became more and more vigorous, and he was a little lost.

Whether such a fire can come in or not is still a matter of number.

And young master Kuguhuan rushed in without any scruples.

Why is it?
Is to help him?Or is there another purpose?

Bai Yuan was injured by Zhan Yu, but he didn't dare to delay at all, got up and commanded the guards: "What are you doing, put out the fire."

Only then did everyone react, and once again frantically fetched water to put out the fire.

No one could stop Zhan Yu, he still rushed in, but just as he rushed to the door, a figure fell out of it.

Zhan Yu subconsciously backed up with his toes on the ground, and the people inside swooped out almost out of habit.

The former Tsinghua Wushuang man, his white clothes had been dyed black by ashes, the ends of his long hair were burnt, his face was almost indistinguishable, his thin figure swooped out from inside, and knelt heavily on the ground.

In his arms, he held that Zhao Zishi who would never move, cry or laugh, but was so beautiful.

She was dressed in red like fire, but she was not hurt at all.

"I brought it out for you."

Ku Gu Huan's voice was extremely weak, a sick person with poor health, it was even more difficult to sustain such a commotion, when he knelt on the ground while hugging Zhao Zi, he fainted, Situ Ge rushed over and cried out mournfully One voice: "Your Highness."

At that moment, Zhan Yu felt his heart tremble.

The woman was lying there intact, with exquisite makeup, and for a moment, he felt that the lost treasure had returned.

He is like a treasure.

Amid the shocked expressions of everyone, when the emperor bent down to hug Zhao Zi in Ku Gu Huan's arms, he lowered his head and put his face against her face, and refused to lift it for a while.

No one in this world knows what kind of mood he was in at that moment.

Bai Yuan felt very sad in his heart, and walked over to remind Zhan Yu: "Your Majesty, the princess cannot live without ice, so hurry up and take her to the cold pool."

Now in this harem, only the temperature of the cold pool can maintain Zhao Zishi's body.

Don't let her rot.

(End of this chapter)