first concubine

Chapter 560 Life and death on the line. 2
Therefore, if Zhan Yu dropped his blood to test his relatives, he would definitely be furious.

Yongle knows Zhan Yu too well, he is such a cold, arrogant and arrogant man, in his heart, he can't tolerate even the slightest betrayal, especially Zhao Zishi's betrayal.

Only Yongle's desperate move brought Zhao Zishi down.

Thinking about it now, Bai Yuan felt that his whole heart was icy cold. The intrigues in the harem were too intense, and if he was not careful, he could really be smashed to pieces.

Zhao Zishi became the loser of that imperial power struggle.

Therefore, she died without a whole body.

He looked up and saw that Qiu Yinong, who was tightly hugged by the emperor, was still dripping blood from the corner of her mouth. Because the emperor had tightened her grip so tightly, her face had turned a little purple.

If this continues, Qiu Yinong will definitely die.

For some reason, he remembered what Qiu Yinong said just now when Zhan Yu went crazy, you killed me once, do you want to kill me a second time?
Bai Yuan was suddenly struck by lightning.

He knelt down and desperately begged the emperor: "Your Majesty, Princess Eleven is dead, please let Master Qiu go."

He cruelly reminded him that Zhao Zishi was already dead.

Otherwise, he won't wake up.

When Zhan Yu heard Bai Yuan's words, her body froze immediately, she sat there in a daze, suddenly stood up from the ground as if she was crazy, and threw the autumn in her arms out, her body rolled and hit the ground. on the wall.

The clavicle was broken and flesh was inserted, and she almost fainted from the pain.

"No, no, Eleven is not dead, she is not dead."

Standing in the wide hall, Zhan Yu opened his hands and raised his head, hissing and screaming. The mournful voice passed through the palace and shocked everyone in the palace. Many people gathered outside the Futu Hall , However, no one dared to come in.

The emperor didn't know what was wrong, they didn't dare to go in without the emperor's will.

Unless, they don't want to die.

Baiyuan walked over and bent down, just about to help Qiu Yinong up, when suddenly his eyes went dark, Zhan Yu hit the candlestick flying over, hit his body, he couldn't hold on, and fell down from behind.

The candlestick fell, the lamp oil tilted out, and the ground was covered with sawdust of chairs and tables smashed by Zhan Yu. The candlelight ignited the sawdust, and in Qiu Yinong's eyes, it gradually became a monstrous fire.

It burned rapidly and intensely, illuminating the red eyes of Zhan Yu standing behind the flame.

The man's face was resolute and cold, his high nose bridge revealed cruel hostility, and his eyes were full of madness.

The flames shot up into the sky, and the man's long black hair spread out. He suddenly looked like a lost child, looking for something left and right in the palace, terrified.

The long hair draped behind him danced and blended with the firelight.

When the fire started, Qiu Yi Nong was lying on the ground unable to move, and Bai Yuan couldn't even get up, struggling to get up, and shouted at the emperor: "Emperor... go... go!!"

The fire is so big and the emperor is still in the palace, what should we do if something goes wrong?
Those idiots outside the door didn't even dare to come in.

Qiu Yi Nong spat out a mouthful of blood, let out a wail, and lay sideways on the ground, feeling as if her body was being scorched by fire, her whole body was so hot that she was soaked, and she didn't know if it was blood or sweat.

Bai Yuan crawled on the ground, dragged out a trail of blood, and headed towards the emperor.

(End of this chapter)