This prince is going to heaven

Chapter 646 Fire
That night.

Mu Xiyun's mansion suddenly burst into flames, and the sky-high flames turned half of Floating Cloud City into a reddish-brown color.

The patrol battalion rushed out five hundred soldiers in less than a moment after the fire ignited, but when they got there, the fire was completely out of control, and a fire burned Mu Xiyun's entire mansion to ruins. Not only that, but also Even the neighboring houses were all affected.

Royal Palace.

On the main hall, Emperor Nanchu leaned on the railing, bent his body, and quietly looked at the place where the flames were soaring into the sky and thick smoke billowed in the distance. A gust of wind blew past, and Emperor Nanchu shivered subconsciously. The old eunuch quickly put the cloak in his hand on him, and said: "Your Majesty, it's cold, you should go back, don't look at it any more."

Emperor Nanchu laughed at that time, but there were a few coughs mixed in with the laughter. It could be seen that his current body really made him uncomfortable.

But even so, he still pointed to the burning place and said with a smile: "I knew he would come back, look, I was right!"

Mu Xiyun really guessed right, the Emperor Nanchu just wanted to watch the fight between him and Mu Xiqiu, whoever won would be qualified to take his current position.

It's just that Emperor Nanchu had already guessed that Mu Xiqiu would win, but he didn't expect him to win so easily.

The old eunuch standing behind him at this moment also took a look at the burning place, his face full of sighs.

Naturally, he is very clear about the emperor's thoughts, and he also understands the emperor's determination very well, but he did not expect that this person who has been on the throne for many years can be so relaxed and freehand at this moment.

Mu Xiyun was doomed not to survive this fire, the old eunuch knew this, and the Emperor Nanchu naturally knew this too.

But he could still laugh, as if the one who died was not his son at all!
The old eunuch suddenly thought of the eighth princess who was sent to Jingzhou by him. She was born in the royal family. Although she has a noble status and enjoys the comfort that ordinary people can't enjoy in a lifetime, she still inevitably ends up being used as a chess piece. give up.

Is this a blessing or a misfortune?
Might still be unlucky.
Hearing Nanchu Emperor cough several times again, with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, the old eunuch hurried forward to support him and said, "Your Majesty, go back!"

Emperor Nanchu smiled again, took the old eunuch's handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said: "Okay, I listen to you, it's time to go back, I think he will come to see me soon, and inform Lin Yulin, the commander of the Imperial Forest Army. Right, let him in."

"Yes."

It is not known how many people were burned to death that night.

After the fire was extinguished, the soldiers of the patrol battalion rushed into Mu Xiyun's mansion, and then carried out no less than hundreds of corpses, all of which had been burnt beyond recognition, but after careful identification, they still found the First Prince and the Eighth Prince. Not only that, but also the body of the eldest prince's heir, the child who was about five or six years old, was found.

The commander of the patrol battalion turned pale at that time.

Prime Minister's House.

Shen Ling'er, who missed Mu Xiqiu so much, was sitting in her room, her chin resting on her right hand, and she was lost in thought, when suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"father?"

The Cheng outside the door responded.

"Come in, the door is unlocked."

Master Shen pushed the door open, and Shen Linger got up immediately and asked, "Father, it's so late, why are you looking for me?"

Mr. Shen stood there and looked at her calmly, and asked, "If you stay up so late, are you still thinking about him?"

Naturally, there is no secret between their father and daughter, Shen Ling'er has long known about Mu Xiqiu's thoughts.

Hearing his question, Shen Linger's eyes suddenly darkened, and she said in a low tone: "So what, brother Xiqiu won't be back."

Hearing this, Mr. Shen sighed suddenly, and said directly: "He's back!"

As soon as he uttered these words, Shen Ling'er raised her head and looked at him eagerly, her gloomy gaze became brighter at that moment, and her spirit changed instantly.

Shen Ling'er jumped in front of Master Shen and pulled his sleeve and asked impatiently: "Brother Xiqiu is really back?"

After saying this, she seemed to have thought of something, and her face became anxious again: "How can he come back, he killed the third prince and the ninth prince, how could His Majesty let him go."

Seeing his daughter's appearance like this, Mr. Shen showed a trace of sadness on his face: "Just now the First Prince's mansion caught fire, and everyone in the whole mansion died, but none of these people were burned to death, but were burned to death. They were killed before the fire, including the First Prince, the Eighth Prince, and the First Prince's five-year-old son."

Shen Ling'er was still shocked by this incident at first, but she realized it in a blink of an eye. She was not stupid. Her father first told him that Mu Xiqiu had returned, and then talked about the tragedy in the eldest prince's mansion. He thought Isn't the meaning of the expression very clear?

Shen Ling'er's face turned pale immediately, and she asked in disbelief, "Brother Xiqiu did it?"

"Who else but him?"

Shen Ling'er was a little unsteady at the time, and was about to fall to the ground, but fortunately Master Shen had quick eyesight and hands to support her.Then Mr. Shen helped her who was frightened into a fool to sit on the side of the bed, and then turned to leave.

But when he came to the door, he stopped suddenly, didn't look back, but said calmly: "He is really not suitable for you, people like him are destined to have no feelings, just like today's emperor, You can do it to a five-year-old child, what do you think he can't do? So, give up."

After leaving these words, Mr. Shen left on his own.

Inside the main hall of the palace.

The Emperor Nanchu sat upright on the dragon chair, covered with a blanket, and there was no one else in the whole hall except him, it was frighteningly empty.

There were only a few candles burning in the hall, and the tiny light was not enough to fill the entire hall. Fortunately, there was no wind blowing in, and the few candles flickered quietly, emitting a trace of smoke.

After a long time, Emperor Nanchu, who was sitting on the dragon chair with his eyes closed, seemed to feel something, and suddenly said, "Here you are?"

In the darkness, a figure slowly came out.

"I've seen Father." Mu Xiqiu saluted respectfully.

Emperor Nanchu smiled and said, "Forget it."

"Thank you, Father."

After finishing these polite words, the whole hall fell into a strange silence again.

The Emperor Nanchu didn't speak, neither did Mu Xiqiu, the father and son seemed to have nothing to say at this moment.

After another long time, Emperor Nanchu said slowly, "I don't believe you have nothing to ask."

"Where's Wan'er?"

(End of this chapter)