Her Highness Doesn’t Want to Work Hard Anymore

Liang Yong thought he heard it wrong, and asked in disbelief.

"what did you say?"

Li Ying restrained her smile, and said every word clearly.

"I'm going to burn this damn place down."

A place like the imperial palace that hides filth can only be purified by fire.

Liang Yong was stunned: "Then what should you do? If the palace is on fire, you and Master Wu will not be able to escape."

The corners of Li Ying's eyes were light red, and his eyes were fierce and decisive, like a madman who was desperate.

"If you can't escape, let's die together."

Liang Yong hurriedly went to see Wu Wang, and wanted to ask Master Wu to help persuade King Wu Zhang.

However, Wu Wang only said one sentence.

"Start from the Hanzhang Hall."

Hanzhang Hall is the residence of the emperor.

Now the emperor is unconscious, lying on the bed in Hanzhang Hall, unable to move.

If the Hanzhang Palace caught fire, the emperor would definitely be burned to death.

Liang Yong only felt that the uncle and nephew in front of him were crazy.

Only a madman could come up with such a crazy plan!

Wu Wang sent an order to gather the remaining Ye Xiaowei and let them pour fire oil everywhere in the palace.

Among them, Hanzhang Hall has become the focus of attention, and the inside and outside are covered with fire oil.

The maids and eunuchs in the palace had already been tied up by Ye Xiaowei, unable to resist, they could only cry for help and beg for mercy.

However, Wu Wang didn't even look at the maids and eunuchs.

He looked at the tall and majestic palace in front of him, and Tang Bitong's appearance before his death appeared in his mind.

At that time, she was as thin as a stick, with scars all over her body, her body was haggard, and her eyes were full of despair and hatred.

she said in a hoarse voice.

"You must help me avenge my hatred!"

Wu Wang blew the fire notes.

Flames then burst out from the small torch.

He murmured softly: "Don't be afraid, Ah Tong, brother will avenge you right now."

The torch in his hand was thrown out and landed lightly on the ground covered in kerosene.

After a while, the flame suddenly rose and quickly spread to the surroundings.

The maids and eunuchs were so frightened that they screamed and cried again and again.

Wu Wang quietly looked at their desperate appearance of dying and struggling in the sea of ​​fire, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

When Tang Bitong was tortured by the people in the palace, he let these people also taste the despair of being called every day, and the earth is not working.

Even though these people in front of them may not have bullied Tang Bitong, they have never helped Tang Bitong, and their indifference is another form of helping others.

They are also accomplices, all damned!

Wu Wang walked into the Hanzhang Hall without looking sideways, and went straight to the sleeping hall.

He saw the emperor lying on the bed.

The emperor closed his eyes tightly and remained motionless, unaware of changes in the outside world.

Thick smoke from the flames poured into the room, causing Wu Wang's eyes to turn red and his breathing difficult.

He coughed twice, but had no intention of fleeing here.

No one in this palace is innocent.

Among them, the most sinful one is the emperor lying on the bed.

He was the culprit who killed Tang Bitong!

Wu Wang picked up a pillow and covered the emperor's face.

The strength of his men is getting stronger and stronger.

He wanted to kill the emperor with his own hands to avenge the dead Ah Tong.

The emperor's mouth and nose were tightly covered by the pillow, unable to breathe.

The strong suffocation caused a burning pain in his chest, and his unconscious mind was forced to wake up a little.

Prompted by instinct, he began to struggle desperately, trying to push the pillow away from his head.

However, his little strength is not worth mentioning in the eyes of Wu Wang who has practiced martial arts.

No matter how hard the emperor struggled, he couldn't break free from the despair brought about by suffocation.

Gradually, the emperor's movements became slower.

Seeing that the emperor was about to die, Wu Wang felt a sense of revenge in his chest.

He gave up his dignity as a man and endured it for many years, just for this moment today.

Now, he can finally take revenge!

However, the next moment, Wu Wang was hit hard on the back of the head by something, and the sharp pain hit him suddenly, making him let go of his hand involuntarily.

The emperor took the opportunity to push away the pillow, opened his mouth wide and breathed desperately.

Wu Wang turned around and saw Zuo Ji holding the vase with both hands.

Zuo Ji was so nervous that he was shaking all over, and he could hardly hold the vase.

He said tremblingly: "You, you are so brave, you dare, dare to murder the saint!"

Wu Wang touched the back of his head.

As a result, he touched sticky blood.

He never expected that Zuo Ji would still stay here.

Since Wu Wang took charge of Ye Xiaowei, Wu Wang has become the most powerful eunuch in the harem, and even Zuo Ji, who was once deeply trusted by the emperor, had to stay away.

Especially after the emperor fell into a coma, Zuo Ji's sense of presence decreased again and again, and he almost no longer appeared in front of Wu Wang.

Wu Wang almost forgot that there was such a person in the palace.

He looked at Zuo Ji coldly, his tone was cold and full of killing intent.

"Since you are so loyal, I will let you die with the dog emperor."

...

After Hanzhang Hall caught fire, other palaces also caught fire one after another.

The sky in the early morning was reddened by the light of the fire.

It was as dazzling as if it had been soaked in blood.

The palace was full of people scurrying around, screaming one after another.

Someone was accidentally burned by the fire and rolled on the floor in pain, scaring others to run away in a hurry.

Holding the Seventh Prince in her arms, Hua Qingqing quickly fled towards the palace gate.

There are several court ladies and nuns surrounded by her.

When they were about to run near the palace gate, they happened to bump into King Zhao who rushed into the palace.

The silver armor on King Zhao's body was already stained with blood, and the spear in his hand was continuously dripping blood. His black eyes were filled with murderous intent, not like a living person, but more like a ghost.

He rushed into the palace with his soldiers, and was about to look for Man Man when he saw Hua Qingqing fleeing out among the crowd.

Li Ji reined in his horse and stopped, swept his spear in front of Hua Qingqing.

Hua Qingqing was blocked, so she had to raise her head and look towards him.

When she saw clearly that it was Queen Zhao, Hua Qingqing was overjoyed.

"My lord, you are finally here!"

Li Ji asked in a deep voice, "Where is Manman?"

Hua Qingqing was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked back.

"Hasn't Manman escaped yet?"

The palace was in chaos, Ye Xiaowei and Yubayashi Wei were so overwhelmed by themselves that they didn't have the energy to arrest Princess Zhao.

Hua Qingqing thought that the second sister should have escaped in the chaos.

However, King Zhao's reaction gave her a bad premonition.

Is the second sister still in the palace?

Thinking of this, Hua Qingqing was completely confused, and shouted eagerly.

"Wu Zhangwang and Wu Wang are crazy. They let Ye Xiaowei set fires everywhere in the palace. The fire was very big. The second sister is still pregnant. She is very dangerous. You go..."

Before she finished speaking, Li Ji flicked the reins, and rode out like an arrow off the string.

Chen Wangbei followed closely behind with his personal guards.

Soon Bian Ziming and his men chased after him.

The sound of hooves quickly faded away.

Hua Qingqing hugged the Seventh Prince tightly in her arms, looked at the soaring fire behind her, and there was only one thought in her mind——

Don't worry about the second sister!