Huang Xi lives from me

On a scorching summer night, dark clouds weighed heavily on the night sky of the Eastern Palace.

In a corner of the East Palace, the flames were soaring into the sky, and the fiery colors seemed to tear apart a corner of the night sky.

When Su Qian arrived at Zhaochun Hall, the fire in Zhaochun Hall was already quite serious.

There was some confusion at the scene, and the palace people carried buckets and scooped water from the auspicious tank near the palace wall to put out the fire.

Su Qian grabbed a palace servant who was fighting the fire, "Where's Emperor Liang?"

The little palace man saw the person coming, and found out that it was the crown princess, and the crown princess was shouting at her with red eyes, the poor little palace man was stunned in an instant.

Mu Yue, who was beside Su Qian, quickly tugged the little palace man's sleeve, "What is your Highness asking you?"

The little palace man came back to his senses tremblingly, he couldn't even speak clearly. "I don't know... It seems that no one came out..."

No one came out? !

Su Qian only felt that the blood in her whole body was frozen. It was a scorching summer, but she seemed to be in the cold winter, and her heart seemed to stop beating.

"Your Highness, it's okay!" Seeing that Su Qian's face was paler than gold paper, Mu Yue quickly comforted her. "Yu Jiulu Liang Di has a great fortune and destiny, and she will definitely be lucky."

But looking at the flames in Zhaochun Hall, even Mu Yue didn't believe this, let alone Su Qian.

When Mu Yue saw it, Su Qian's eyes suddenly fixed.That was determination she had never seen before!Like moths to a flame, they are as determined as they go.

Su Qian didn't say anything, just took the cloak in Mu Yue's hand.

The cloak was taken by Mu Yue when she just left the study, and she was going to put it on for the princess to keep out the wind later.

Mu Yue watched as Su Qian took the cloak and quickly walked to the wall.

There stood a huge copper vat filled with water.

Ice is cut in winter, and water is poured in summer.

This is the rule in the palace. Water sources should be stored in winter and summer. There are many such water storage tanks in the palace, just to get water in time to fight fires in case of fire.

Su Qian put the cloak into the water, and then put the wet cloak on herself.

"Your Highness?" Mu Yue looked at Su Qian walking away in puzzlement, but the next moment, her terrified face almost deformed.

Because she saw that Su Qian, who was wearing a wet cloak, took advantage of the chaos and rushed into the fire without hesitation.

"Your Highness! Your Highness!" Mu Yue roared and wanted to rush into the fire, but was stopped by several palace guards. "Let me go, Her Royal Highness has entered! Quickly save Your Highness! Quickly save Your Highness..."

Mu Yue's almost crazy cry attracted other people.

"Twilight Moon?!"

When the sound of suspicion and probing came, Mu Yue followed the sound and saw Wu Lanluo in the corner, who was looking at her with a puzzled expression, and... Jing Sheng who was sitting in the corner, dejected.

"Why are you here?!" Mu Yue stepped forward, grabbed Jing Sheng, and asked excitedly. "Aren't you in the fire?"

Jing Sheng's eyes were empty, like a dry well, even if Mu Yue grabbed her and shook her, she didn't respond.

"Do you know? The Crown Princess went to the scene of the fire to save you!" Mu Yue cried.

Those eyes that lost their luster suddenly shrank when they heard this sentence. Jing Sheng grabbed Mu Yue's skirt and asked almost in a roar, "Who are you talking about?! Who went to the fire?!"

"It's Your Highness, Your Highness the Crown Princess..."

Before Mu Yue could finish crying, Jing Sheng immediately threw off Mu Yue's skirt.

Mu Yue watched Jingsheng run towards Zhaochun Hall, and suddenly snatched a bucket from a palace man at the entrance of the hall, and poured the water in the bucket onto her pocket.

Then, without looking back, he rushed into the burning Zhaochun Hall.

In the Zhaochun Hall, the flames licked wantonly, and the choking smoke billowed.

"Jing Sheng! Jing Sheng!"

In the flames, Su Qian called out Jing Sheng's name and walked with difficulty in the scorching heat.

Looking at the fire beside her, Su Qian had never been so afraid in her heart.

Her Jing Sheng, such a delicate person, how could she endure such thick smoke from the fire?

"Jing Sheng! Where are you?"

Su Qian coughed from choking, but still shouted Jing Sheng's name loudly, but you could only hear the crackling sound of flames biting the wood.

"Jing Sheng..."

Please, please don't worry!

if you have something...

I will be here with you forever!

As if she heard her call somewhere, Su Qian suddenly heard someone calling her name.

That was Jing Sheng's voice!

Su Qian's heart was agitated, and she immediately ran towards the sound.

In the blazing fire, Su Qian saw Jing Sheng rushing towards her...

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Perhaps it was God's mercy, and it rained heavily at night.

The pouring rain gradually slowed down the ferocious fire in Zhaochun Palace.

When Jing Sheng and Su Qian came out of the fire, both of them were in a state of distress, covered in soot, and were doused by the heavy rain, they looked like vivid phoenixes who had fallen into the water.

Jing Sheng half hugged Su Qian and protected her all the way out, so she was even more embarrassed than Su Qian, with several holes burned on the hem of her clothes.

Mu Yue and Wu Lanluo rushed over with umbrellas to protect them from the rain.

"Ah Qian, we're out!" Jing Sheng smiled cheerfully, that was the joy of the rest of her life after the festival.

But the person next to her didn't respond to her, and when she looked closer, the smile on her face froze.

I saw that Su Qian's eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at her fiercely, as if he wanted to tear her apart and eat her.

Jing Sheng shrunk her neck instinctively, and then faltered.

But the next moment, Jing Sheng put her face in front of Su Qian and said, "You hit me!"

Su Qian didn't speak, but just looked at Jing Sheng bitterly.

Jing Sheng also looked at Su Qian, and said cautiously: "You hit me, don't hold your anger in your heart. As long as you don't get angry with yourself, I'll hit you on both sides of the face, and I'll love it!"

Su Qian raised her hand, and Jing Sheng closed her eyes, neither dodging nor dodging, quietly waiting for Su Qian's slap.

But she didn't wait for the slap. With her eyes closed, she suddenly felt that she was hugged.

In the nostrils is the familiar rose fragrance, gentle and refreshing.

Jing Sheng opened her eyes, Su Qian was holding her tightly, so tight that Jing Sheng could clearly feel that Su Qian was shaking.

"Thank you for being alive..."

Su Qian's breath landed on the back of her neck, and Jing Sheng felt warm liquid passing across her neck.

Ah Qian is crying!

Jing Sheng suddenly hugged Su Qian back, tightly, as if wanting to melt her into her own flesh and blood.

In the pouring rain, under two umbrellas, the two hugged each other quietly.

Wu Lanluo and Mu Yue turned their backs at the same time, leaving this moment, the square inch under the umbrella, to the lovers.

In the heavy rainy night, in front of the burnt Zhaochun Palace.

Jing Sheng finally heard Su Qian's words...

"like".

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reconcile!Sprinkle flowers!Consummation tomorrow (*/ω＼*)