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Chapter 92

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Steam rose, and Hou Zhu swaggered off.

Jiang Suzhou gritted his teeth and cursed in a low voice.

Who gave this dog emperor such a rotten idea! He actually wanted to burn himself to death in his palace and pretend that he was being burned to death?

Jiang Suzhou turned around and began to grind the rope in his hands against the dragon throne.

Fortunately, they thought of this method and didn't let him die immediately, giving him a chance to save himself.

However, the palace was covered in silk and fur, so the fire burned very quickly. In a short while, it spread and became a sea of fire. Thick smoke rose, causing Jiang Suzhou to cough uncontrollably. However, he didn't dare relax at all. He clenched his teeth and began to grind the rope on his wrists.

The skin on his wrists was broken and swollen, and beads of sweat dripped down his forehead. Sweat fell on his wounds, and it was extremely painful. The wounds on his body had already been torn apart by his vigorous movements, and blood was seeping out again.

Jiang Suzhou's entire body began to tremble.

His eyes gradually became blurry from the pain and exhaustion. Only the crackling of the flames could be heard around him, and it gradually became hotter.

His hands began to grind back and forth mechanically, and he no longer felt any pain or exhaustion.

The flames spread throughout the palace, swallowing up the beautiful curtains. The blazing red and scarlet gold brightly intertwined, and gradually swallowed the entire palace into a sea of fire.

After an unknown amount of time, there was a thin snap.

The rope broke, and Jiang Suzhou suddenly lost all of his strength and fell onto the dragon throne.

The hard and painful sensation finally made him sober up a bit.

It was done.

Tears unconsciously fell from his eyes, and he awkwardly climbed up. Without caring about anything else, he bent down to untie the ropes on his legs. His hands were weak and began to tremble uncontrollably. After trying a few times, he finally untied the ropes.

Jiang Suzhou staggered to his feet. He held onto the dragon throne with one hand, and his vision blurred as he looked around.

At this time, there was fire all around, and the main palace's door had already been sealed tightly by the flames. Only a small door on the east side had just been set on fire, so there was still some space for him to escape through.

Jiang Suzhou ran straight there.

But after taking two steps, he stopped and turned around.

He looked at the imperial desk that had fallen to the ground. At this time, the fire had not yet spread, and the memorials and books were scattered messily on the ground.

Believe!

Jiang Suizhou didn't even think and turned around. His exhausted legs couldn't support his body, causing him to almost fall onto the pile of books.

He rummaged through it recklessly.

Huo Yuyan's letters must not be burned here. That was the only evidence that could tell Huo Wujiu the truth of his defeat. It could tell him that the pillar behind him was not his way home, but a dragon's pool and a tiger's den.

This was evidence that Huo Yuyan had harmed him.

Jiang Suzhou's hands were trembling. It was obvious that he had no strength left because of the pain, weakness, and exhaustion, but he somehow managed to summon strength from somewhere. He quickly rummaged through it and soon found the few pieces of thin paper scattered on the ground.

With the help of the firelight, he could clearly see the words on it. Then, he held it tightly in his bosom.

He supported himself on the dragon chair and staggered to his feet.

But when he looked in that direction again, the corner gate was already surrounded by flames. The wooden structure could not withstand the fire. After a few flakes, it collapsed and fell into the flames on the ground.

There was no way out.

Jiang Suizhou tried his best to keep himself from falling. When he looked around again, there was already no way out.

He leaned against the imperial desk and finally couldn't support himself anymore. He fell to the ground.

Jiang Suzhou raised his hand to wipe his face. He didn't know when two drops of tears had rolled down his cheeks. He looked very pathetic.

He thought to himself, 'Did I come here for nothing?'

He didn't know if he would be in the underworld when he opened his eyes again, or if he would be back in front of his desk, facing the ridiculous thesis written by that student.

He also didn't know how this history would change because of him … and how different Huo Wujiu would be from the original.

His only regret was that he didn't get to see the evidence in his bosom and hand it over to Huo Wujiu.

… Perhaps he was still a little unwilling, but he didn't get to see Huo Wujiu again before he died.

This was the first time in his two lifetimes that he felt what love was. It was also the first time that he felt what it was like to love but not be able to.

He closed his eyes.

He suddenly relaxed his strength. The energy and strength that he had overdrawn just now started to come back to claim his life. He only felt extremely dizzy. His whole body hurt terribly, but he was also tired. He almost couldn't open his eyes …

At this moment, there was a rumble.

He looked up. The beam in front of the hall finally couldn't withstand the flames and collapsed. Suddenly, a large part of the roof was shattered. Amidst the flames, a clear blue sky was revealed.

Next, it was above his head.

Jiang Suzhou looked at the sky. After a moment, he closed his eyes in exhaustion.

— —

When Huo Wujiu rushed to the back of the main bedroom, he saw a sea of fire.

He killed his way into the palace. The armor on his body was soaked in blood.

On the side, there were soldiers trying to put out the fire, but they couldn't find a water source. On the side, there were people who were forced to kneel on the ground. The one in the lead was the disheveled and drunk Empress Jiang.

Huo Wujiu ran forward.

The soldier next to him hurriedly said, "General! This dog of an emperor said that His Highness Prince Jing is there! "

Huo Wujiu looked up. The sea of fire burned his eyes red.

"It's already starting to collapse. General, how can we …"

Before the soldier could finish speaking, there were cries of alarm around him.

The scarlet cloak flapped in the wind. Their general rushed forward on the white marble steps. With a few leaps, he jumped onto the roof and fell into the sea of fire.

"General!"

There were cries of alarm all around. The soldiers immediately panicked.

Empress Jiang, who had collapsed on the ground, laughed loudly.

"Good," he said. "Today, I can burn both of them to death. It's not a loss at all."

The soldier next to him was red-eyed. He drew his sword and wanted to kill him, but he was stopped by his comrades.

"Don't be rash!" The person next to him said anxiously. "The general didn't give the order. We can't kill the captives!"

The soldier said with red eyes, "But the general …"

At that moment, there was a loud bang.

Everyone looked up and saw the majestic emperor's bedroom collapse in a sea of fire.

Empress Jiang laughed even more impudently.

"Come on!" He laughed. "Kill me and avenge your general!"

However, at that moment, his laughter stopped abruptly.

The smile also froze on his face.

He looked up and saw Huo Wujiu covered in blood carrying a person in a tattered robe. The moment the main hall collapsed, he stepped on the roof that was about to collapse and jumped out of the palace.

The fluttering cloak behind him was already stained with fire. The scarlet cloak burned with fine flames. The sparks rose and merged with the color of the cloak.

"The general is out!"

The officers and soldiers let out a series of shouts.

Huo Wujiu landed steadily on the ground. He swung his body and extinguished the fire on his cloak.

He knelt on one knee on the ground and carefully held the person in his arms.

Immediately, soldiers went up to him. However, they heard Huo Wujiu order in a hoarse voice, "Go find a doctor, quickly."

Everyone didn't dare to delay and quickly dispersed.

Huo Wujiu knelt on the white marble floor in front of the burning ruins. He bent over and held Jiang Suzhou with one hand and gently touched his face with the back of his hand with the other.

He wanted to wake him up, but he seemed to be afraid of breaking him.

"Jiang Suizhou," he said in a low, hoarse voice. "Suizhou, open your eyes."

Wei Kai, who had arrived with his troops, saw this scene and stopped in place. He didn't dare to move forward.

He saw the scorched marks on the general's cloak and saw that the general's scarlet eyes were wet. He knelt on the ground. He wasn't injured, but he looked like a beast that had been shot in the vitals. He curled up on the ground and struggled for breath.

Wei Kai's eyes also turned red.

However, at this moment, there was a slight sound in Huo Wujiu's arms.

It was the sound of Jiang Suzhou coughing.

Wei Kai took a step forward, but stopped abruptly in his tracks.

Jiang Suzhou coughed a few times. His eyelashes trembled, and he weakly opened his eyes.

"Jiang Suzhou!" Huo Wujiu's hands holding him trembled.

Jiang Suizhou, however, coughed and raised his hand strenuously.

"How are you? Are you feeling unwell? Don't be afraid, the doctor will be here soon. "Huo Wujiu said urgently in a hoarse voice.

Jiang Suzhou raised his hand and placed it on his chest.

"Here." His voice trembled. His voice was almost inaudible amid the sound of the flames.

"What's wrong? Are you hurt here?" Huo Wujiu panicked and hurriedly reached out to touch it.

Jiang Suzhou struggled to pull out a few pieces of paper from his lapel.

Those pieces of paper were stained with mottled blood. They were all from Jiang Suzhou.

Huo Wujiu took those pieces of paper, glanced at them, and put them away.

"Why do you care about it at this time?!"

He roared at Jiang Suzhou in a low voice. He sounded very fierce, but as he spoke, tears fell.

Two round drops of tears fell onto the pieces of paper.

Jiang Suizhou tried his best to smile, but he couldn't raise the corners of his mouth.

In the end, he used all his strength to raise his hand and weakly touch Huo Wujiu's face. His voice was weak, as if he was leaving some last words.

"Because I didn't dare to tell you." He said.

"I like you, so this is the only thing I can do for you."

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