The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

After a long while, Yan Lingxiao finally spoke: "Why, are you feeling sorry for Zuixianlou?"

Gu Zimo's heart trembled: "My Lord, I don't have the courage."

Although Yan Lingxiao was talking, his eyes never let go of the actions of the people around the ruins of Zuixian Tower.

"Interesting!" Yan Lingxiao seemed to have seen something and smiled evilly!

Gu Zimo didn't know what Yan Lingxiao had discovered, so he turned to look at him and asked, "Your Majesty, did you discover anything?"

Yan Lingxiao's eyes became sharper. He noticed that beside the ruins of Zuixian Tower, there was a figure sneaking around, as if looking for something. He was very familiar with that figure, it was someone from the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Yan Lingxiao frowned slightly, and an inexplicable doubt surged in his heart. He turned to look at Gu Zimo and whispered, "Zimo, look over there."

Gu Zimo looked in the direction Yan Lingxiao pointed, and indeed saw the figure wandering around the ruins. A hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"It's someone from the Prime Minister's Mansion." Gu Zimo said lightly, with an imperceptible depth in his voice.

Yan Lingxiao nodded, frowning: "It seems that this Zuixian Tower is not as simple as it seems. The people from the Prime Minister's Mansion must have their purpose for appearing here."

Just as Yan Lingxiao and Gu Zimo were secretly observing, suddenly another person sneaked up on the man in the Prime Minister's Mansion. The two of them behaved very cautiously, as if they were discussing some secret.

Yan Lingxiao frowned, and his doubts intensified. He turned to look at Gu Zimo, with a gleam of determination in his eyes: "Zimo, we have to follow and see."

Gu Zimo nodded, and the two of them quickly stood up and followed the two men quietly. They kept a certain distance to ensure that they would not be discovered, while being able to hear their conversation clearly.

The two seemed very cautious and talked in low voices all the way. Yan Lingxiao and Gu Zimo followed them closely, their hearts filled with tension and anticipation.

Finally, the two stopped in a secluded corner. After looking around and making sure there was no one else around, they started talking.

Yan Lingxiao and Gu Zimo moved closer, trying to hear their conversation. They heard the people from the Prime Minister's Mansion say, "Why are you here? Does the Prime Minister have any plans?"

Another person replied, "The Prime Minister told you to go back quickly. Don't do anything for the time being. The Prime Minister will make all the other arrangements."

The two of them headed towards the Prime Minister's Residence at a very fast speed, without noticing Yan Lingxiao and Gu Zimo following behind them.

The two did not follow and returned home.

In Fengyi Palace deep in the imperial palace, the queen was lying on the chaise longue at ease. At this moment, she was still unaware of the fires that had broken out in the capital last night. She was still happy that her brother Zuo Wenyuan had secretly eliminated the school lieutenant's mansion the night before. Her face was as calm as water, but her eyes revealed a majesty that should not be underestimated. Suddenly, a palace maid rushed into the palace with an unprecedented panic on her face.

"Empress, something bad has happened!" The maid's voice was trembling, as if even speaking had become difficult.

The queen's eyes shot sharply at the maid, and her tone was full of unquestionable majesty: "Why are you so flustered?"

The maid fell to her knees with a thud and said in a trembling voice, "My lady, the Prime Minister's Mansion, all the shops in the Prime Minister's Mansion... have been burned!"

The queen's face turned livid in an instant, and she stood up abruptly, the hem of her phoenix robe fluttering as she moved. She tightly grasped the armrests of the couch, as if she wanted to crush them.

"How could this happen?" the queen roared, her voice echoing in the empty palace.

"When did this happen?"

"My lady, it was... it was last night that all the shops under the Prime Minister's Mansion, big and small, caught fire one by one."

Anger burned in her chest, and she turned and rushed to the tea table beside her, sweeping the tea set on it to the ground. The sound of broken porcelain echoed in the palace, crisp and harsh.

The queen's hands were shaking, and her eyes were flashing with anger. She continued to smash the objects around her, as if she wanted to vent all her anger. The sound of each object breaking was like a blow to her heart, making her anger even more intense.

The maids in the palace were so frightened that they fell to their knees, not daring to breathe. They knew that the queen was so angry and sad at the moment that they could not go forward to comfort her.

After the queen vented her anger, her body seemed to be drained of strength, and she collapsed on the throne. Tears flashed in her eyes, but a sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"If anyone dares to touch my brother, I will make them pay the price!" the queen whispered, her voice full of determination and coldness.

At this moment, she was no longer the dignified and virtuous queen, but an avenger full of anger and determination.