Chapter 154
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The man raised his eyebrows and gave a noncommittal response.
The fury of the Emperor could be heard from the room, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps. Shen Yueji had no time to care about anything else. Her eyes seemed to be spewing fire as she glared at Mo Wushang.
He burned down the Diaoyang Palace that he used to live in?
F * ck!
She hadn't lived here for a long time, but she still had feelings for it. Every time she was upset, she would look in the direction of Mink Sun Palace, causing her upset to become even more angry and furious.
She angrily grabbed the man's collar and lifted half of his body. "Can't you tell me when you're going to burn me? If such a huge palace were to really burn up, wouldn't it cause sparks and smoke to fill the air? Eh … "As she spoke, she looked towards the direction of the Mink Sun Palace. Logically speaking, when such a large palace burned, smoke should have shot into the sky.
She turned to look at the man in confusion.
Mo Wushang wrapped his arms around her slender waist and looked in the direction of Diao Yang Palace with her. "I only burned some things that she didn't like."
Something you don't like?
Shen Yueji frowned. Seeing that the man was deliberately keeping her in suspense, she knew that she wouldn't be able to get anything out of him.
"Don't tell me you intend to sit on the roof of the Imperial Study with me until nightfall?"
"If you're sleepy, lean against my chest and sleep."
Shen Yueji: "…"
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Diaoyang Palace
The moment he heard that Diao Yang Palace was on fire, Feng Jiuqing immediately rushed over. Along the way, he didn't even ride the dragon carriage.
He rarely used his Qing Gong all the way to Diao Yang Palace.
When he heard that the Diaoyang Palace was on fire, he didn't think of anything else. There was only this place, this was the place where they had stayed before, and there were only the two of them.
If even this place was reduced to ashes …
He dared not imagine.
The fire in Diao Yang Palace wasn't big, and when he arrived, there were already many eunuchs and palace maids who had started to put out the fire.
Fortunately, it was only a side hall that was on fire. Everyone scrambled to put out the fire. Because of the incident from the last time, so long as the slightest mishap occurred in Diao Yang Palace, it would quickly alarm Feng Jiuqing.
"Your Majesty, didn't you bestow that golden fan to the late Empress?" Gao Dezhong's sharp eyes saw that the dazzling golden fan was slowly being devoured by the raging flames.
Something cracked open in the man's pitch-black eyes.
He quickly walked forward. The golden fan was surrounded by layers of fire, and the surrounding area was burning. Other than that, in the middle of the fierce fire, there were many things that he was familiar with.
He recognized every single one of them.
He still remembered that when he gave these things to her, she was filled with joy and carefully treasured them, not even willing to use them.
Regarding this, he had even teased her about it. It was just an object. If it was broken, it would no longer be beautiful, so he would just replace it with a better one for her.
She would always smile and say that these things were all given to her by him and that she would treasure them well.
"Bang –" A loud sound rang out.
The servants of Diao Yang Palace jumped in fright. Gao Dezhong also suddenly knelt on the ground, not daring to look directly at the Emperor's bloody hand. His tightly clenched fist was dyed red with blood. On the stone pillars of Diao Yang Palace, there was a circle of red blood, looking glaring and frightening.
"Your … Your Majesty, someone must have deliberately set the palace on fire. This servant will immediately order people to investigate! Your Majesty, be careful of your dragon body. "
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