Chapter 99
At three o'clock, the fire went out, and King Chang Yu led his troops into the Ruyu Pavilion. The lingering smoke was full of scorching breath, and the Great Yan Collection was almost destroyed.

In the flickering flames, the white sword light could be vaguely seen. Suddenly, a weak voice came: "Help...help."

Yan Xiaoyu opened the door of the east wing with a sword, and saw a little man trapped in the shadow of thick smoke, precariously, covering his face, his forehead was all gray and black, except for a pair of bright eyes, with long eyelashes Fluttering her fan smartly, she staggered and grabbed the corner of Yan Xiaoyu's clothes. When she raised her eyes, she burst into tears: "Help me."

After finishing speaking, his body softened, and he lay half on the ground, with five fingers grabbing Yan Xiaoyu's sleeves, she would faint, and he said expressionlessly, "Can I go?"

The little man propped himself on the ground with one hand, trying to stand up, then he straightened up, another limp, raised his dark face, wrinkled into a bun, and waved his sleeves: "Oh, it hurts me so much."

That's a shy and pitiful person.

Yan Xiaoyu squatted down, still expressionless, and said: "Come up."

This man was very rude, he jumped up, put his arms around Yan Xiaoyu's neck, leaned into his ear and said with a smile, "You are really a good man."

nice guy?

After finishing the sentence, he was caught off guard, and the man on his back raised his hand and slashed fiercely.

"Boom!" With a muffled sound, Yan Xiaoyu fell to the ground.

The little man jumped three steps away, propped up a small face that was too dark to see his face, blinked his glazed eyes, and smiled, revealing a row of crescents: "Fool, these days, good people are used to trick you. "As he spoke, he patted Yan Xiaoyu's head, "He's such an honest boy, be good, he will grow wiser if he suffers from it."

Yan Xiaoyu shook off the little man's hand stiffly, and gritted his teeth every word: "You—are—" His eyes tightened, and the dark red stream of light scorched people, "Who is it?"

She blinked and moved a black face closer: "Remember, I am your savior."

After the words fell, he raised his hand and slashed hard again, Yan Xiaoyu collapsed to the ground, completely passed out.

The little man wiped the ashes from his face, revealing a pretty face, his eyes were crooked with a smile: "A murder caused by a group of rats."

The sky turned pale, and at this hour, drums were beating on the walls of Yan Palace. Half an hour later, Emperor Yan summoned all civil and military officials in Yanqing Palace.

It is said that such a situation has happened several times this month, and after careful calculation, since the fire of Wen's family, this Yan Palace has never been safe again.

People in the palace are in panic, everyone is in danger, for fear that if a fire is ignited somewhere accidentally, it will burn to the eyebrows, first Hanzhang Hall, then Jingqian Tower, and now Ruyu Pavilion, there is no guarantee that it will be burned next time. where?

After half an hour had elapsed, before all the officials in Yanqing Palace had dispersed, the news came to Changxiang Hall.

"Your Highness, Ruyu Pavilion is on fire."

Yan Xiangxun spilled half of a cup of morning tea, which wet the front of his clothes, and he was stunned, and lost his mind: "H-how is she?" His voice trembled unreasonably.

With this appearance, Xiao Xizi was startled, and quickly comforted her: "Your Highness, don't worry, Miss Wen Qi is fine."

Shocked, Yan Xiangxun's face was still a little pale: "What's going on? Smooth out your tongue, what did you miss? This king cut you."

Is there such a person who gnashes his teeth at her, is afraid of her, stirs up troubles in his heart all the time, and can't live in peace for a while.

Wen Qi is like this kind of person to Yan Xiangxun. It is uncomfortable to see it, and it is even more uncomfortable to not see it. The thorn in my heart is uncomfortable when it is pulled out, and it is also uncomfortable if it is not removed.

"Say it quickly!" At this moment, there was something stirring up trouble in Yan Xiangxun's heart, making him restless.

(End of this chapter)

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