"Your Majesty is in his prime of life. Where is he old?" Gao Dezhong poured a cup of tea lightly and handed it to the emperor. "The world still depends on your majesty."

"Unfortunately, someone can't wait to let the old man abdicate..." the emperor sighed softly and said in a low voice, "what's the matter with dark guard?"

"If you return to your majesty, all the people you should look for have been found, and those who should be optimistic have also been optimistic."

The emperor nodded silently, and an obscure light flashed through some turbid pupils.

Cheng Wangfu, study.

In the silent night, the study of King Cheng's residence was brightly lit.

"Your Highness, the staff has been arranged," the bodyguard knelt on one knee and bowed his head. "Our people have gone deep into all lanes, and people have been sent to the affected temporary shelter."

"Very good. What's going on in King Xuan's house?" Lu Rong sat behind the table and knocked on the armrest of the chair, obviously in a good mood.

"If you return to your highness, there is nothing unusual."

"Keep staring, especially those close friends around him. If anything happens, report it to me immediately."

"Yes."

Lu Rong nodded with satisfaction.

You escaped on the day of offering sacrifices to heaven. I'll see what else you can do this time!

A man came out slowly behind the screen.

"Brother Yan, it's a good trick," Lu Rong said to the visitor with a smile. "This time he must have a big fall!"

"Your Highness flattered me. I just suggested that I could think of other ways. I'm not as resourceful as your highness. I can think of such a good plan as burning the city," Yan Qing smiled. "Now your highness can sit back and wait for King Xuan to get a reputation."

"After holding for so long, I can finally take a good breath." Lu Rongchang breathed a sigh of relief and smiled more. "When he was impeached, the king arranged several civilian women to beat drums and complain about their grievances, then he would jump into the Yellow River and can't wash it."

Yanqing's eyes flashed a chill, but his mouth repeatedly praised him, coaxing Lu Rongmei to smile.

"Oh, by the way, I heard from other aides that you went out to visit the lake with my cousin a few days ago?" Lu Rong suddenly asked, looking at Yanqing with a hint of banter.

"Minister..." Yan Qing was stunned and looked a little stiff.

"Brother Yan doesn't have to say much. He's just a woman. When the king's great achievement comes to an end, his beautiful wife and concubine will be as much as brother Yan wants! Even if it's to make Gu Yuan your concubine, it's just a small matter." Lu Rong's face turned pale. He saw a burst of anger in Yan Qing's heart. He pressed down his dryness in his heart, smiled and played Tai Chi with Lu Rong. His words were quite respectful and coaxed Lu Rong more and more proud.

At the same time, xuanwang mansion.

"Your Highness, your majesty urgently ordered -"

Lu Sheng received the order and hurriedly changed his clothes to the northeast corner of the capital.

As soon as I turned the corner, I saw a red fire licking the pavilion in the sky. Everywhere I went, it was scorched black, and the sound of crying was mixed with the sound of house collapse.

The thick smoke with red flame collided wantonly among the buildings, and the whole street was filled with a charred atmosphere, like purgatory on earth.

Lu Sheng suddenly clenched his fist.

Lu Rong!

How dare he!

"My son -" there was a shrill cry not far away. Lu Sheng followed his reputation and saw a woman rushing madly to the half fallen house.

With a jump in his eyebrows, he rushed forward, grabbed the woman, pushed the man aside, and rushed into the house alone.