Legend of a Drop-dead Gorgeous Princess

Wen Heng stood by, the fire scorching her, the skin on her face gradually burst, and there were many red spots on her face.

Forsythia dragged her behind, Wen Heng rushed up again, "Niang Niang, Niang Niang, come here, help me hold Niang Niang!" Forsythia cried anxiously.

King Rui hugged Wen Heng: "It's already like this, are you going to die?"

"How uncomfortable the emperor will come back, how can we explain it?" Wen Heng burst into tears.

"Natural disasters and man-made disasters, I'm sorry Brother Huang." King Rui closed his eyes and wept with tears.

He has also known Wen Heng for many years, but Wen Heng's mind has been on the fourth brother. He hoped she could live well.

And Lan Ling, the emperor may like her, but there are many women in the emperor. Lan Ling's identity is destined to never make his head in the palace.

The seventh princess cried and called the sister-in-law Ling, kneeling on the ground.

Lei Ze and Yang Shu commanded the guards to fight the fire.

Changxin Palace became ashes overnight.

Except for finding seven corpses burned with charcoal, the other four had no one in their lives and no corpses were seen in the dead.

Everyone believes that it has been burnt to ashes.

These seven corpses can no longer tell who they are.

King Rui ordered the body to be placed in Yunxuan in front of Changxin Palace.

No one knew whether there was Lingfei's body inside.

The emperor returned to the palace at noon three days later.

He was dressed in mysterious clothes and stood silent for a long time in front of Changxin Palace, which was almost flat.

Kneeled behind him.

King Rui, Wen Heng, Lei Ze, Yang Shu, Jing 嫔, all the guards and court ladies.

Tian Ming and Gu Fan fought desperately in the ashes.

Ling Chen looked at the seven corpses. He tremblingly touched the corpses with his hand, and the carbon dust fell down.

"Did you have an autopsy?" The emperor said suddenly.

His voice was hoarse and dark, and seemed to endure it to the extreme.

Wu Zuo knelt and climbed forward: "Return to the emperor, there were two male corpses in the corpse of the humble job, and the rest were women. As for who it was, the humble job was not found out."

Ling Chen closed his eyes, his hands trembling slightly.

"King Rui, have you found out the cause of the water failure?"

"Return to the emperor, the explosion was heard when the fire just started. It is preliminarily determined that the open flame in the Changxin Palace ignited the sulfur and gunpowder used in the empress' drill, causing it to burst and a fire broke out." King Rui stepped forward to answer.

"Didn't there be assassins that night? The assassins only entered the Changxin Palace?" The corner of the emperor's eyes was slightly raised, and his eyes were cold.

"The emperor, the assassin entered through the western wall, and was discovered by the guards as soon as he entered the palace, and the assassin fled." Lei Ze knelt and reported.

"I don't believe that Lan Ling will be burned to death. How could a person like her die easily! Tian Ming, send someone to search through the ashes inch by inch to see if you can find that piece of colorful jade, or her ring, silver Hairpin, or Qiushuijian, these things, she rarely leaves her body. If not, she is still alive!"

Lan Ling, don't think you can get rid of me like this. If I don't agree, you can't leave.

One afternoon, in addition to looking at the seven corpses, Ling Chen kept standing in front of the Changxin Palace watching the guards searching for things.

He was silent, and the people behind kept kneeling.

Until dusk, Tian Ming and Gu Fan reported that they did not find anything that the emperor said that the concubine would never leave.

Ling Chen finally turned his head. He looked at the bunch of people who were kneeling behind him. His voice was cold and flat: "King Rui is fined for half a year. All the guards, servants, and maids on duty that night were put in prison and guarded strictly. Get up!"

Wen Heng was supported by Forsythia and stood up. She walked behind Ling Chen, "A Chen..."

"You go back too." The emperor did not look at her.

He thought of Lan Ling's pale and desperate face on the night of his wedding ceremony with Wen Heng.

He had sent her to Qiushan. He knew she didn't want to see him and Wen Heng together, let alone the big wedding ceremony.

But she was called back. If she didn't come back, she should be in Qiushan at this time.

Lan Ling, are you lying to me? Are you making trouble? Where are you hiding? Come out quickly, I want to tell you, I have you in my heart, I love you, it's true. Don’t you always want to hear these words? Come out, come out and I will tell you!

I really love you. Being with you, I have never had the joy of being, this time, I don't want to escape.

I admit that I have lost Wen Heng. I am with Wen Heng, and I feel different from you. I didn't know before.

I meet Wen Heng's request, but I don't want to owe her too much. She helped me a lot.

I thought that in only three days, you will be fine.

The sharp pain pierced from the bottom of my heart, as if piercing the internal organs at the same time, and a big mouthful of blood came out from Ling Chen's mouth.

Wen Heng and Wang Rui exclaimed, and Wen Heng stepped forward to support him.

He pushed her away, took the veil that Tian Ming handed over, and glanced back at them, his eyes dazzling: "Go away!"

Wen Heng staggered and was supported by Forsythia.

The crowd left in a panic.

Ling Chen slowly walked into the ashes, searching little by little.

Yang Shu, Han Zhitao, Seventh Princess, Tian Ming, Gu Fan, Yang Shuo and Lei Ze were also in the ashes, groping.

"The emperor, the concubine Lingfei has a big life, she can alleviate the danger every time, and nothing will happen this time, maybe she is out of the palace." Han Zhitao looked at the approaching mad emperor and softly comforted him.

"Yes, she has always disliked the life in the palace. She reluctantly lived here because of me. Maybe she really went out of the palace. Tian Ming, immediately go to Ziyi Pavilion and ask, Gu Fan, you secretly go to Moshan... "

A handful of them burned clean, Blue Spirit, leaving no trace of your shadow. Do you hate me so?

For several days, Ling Chen would go to Changxin Palace and stand for a period of time every day. In the ruined wall, it seemed that Lan Ling's laughter could be heard vaguely.

Huo Jingyun sent people to send reports every day. This war is harder than expected. After all, the prince has worked hard for many years, and the foundation of the second prince is unstable.

Half a month later, the emperor still had no news of Blue Spirit. No one is born or a dead body.

The emperor took Tian Ming Gu Fan and Yang Shu to the Wealthy South Garden, which was the world of the second prince. The prince has always occupied the northern suburbs.

The northern suburbs of Wealthy Country.

In King Ning's study, there was a woman wearing a blue dress. She has a fair complexion, a delicate face, dark eyes like a jade, clear and refined.

A medical book is being copied at this time.

"Ling'er's words are getting more and more vigorous." Ning Wang's gloomy eyes were filled with smiles.

The woman raised her arm, revealing a white wrist, but unfortunately there were burn marks on the joints, revealing a red scar the size of an egg.

"King Ning made fun of Lan Ling again." She smiled cleverly, with white teeth and a small pear at the corner of her mouth.

King Ning dialed the chestnut and handed it to her, "Ling'er, practice again later."

Lan Ling took the chestnut and filled it into his mouth, but his hand did not stop. "I feel better today, and my body doesn't hurt much. Your medicine really works."

"Of course, the effect of the thousand-year-old snow lotus is definitely different."

"Report! Your Royal Highness, King Ning, the prince invites King Ning to discuss matters in front of the Palace!" The guard Afu came in to report.

"understood."

"Ling'er eat something, practice calligraphy, and go to the garden when he is tired, and I will be back soon." King Ning told him.

Ah Fu had never seen King Ning so careful.