"Your Highness!"

"Your Highness, no!"

Lu Sheng turned a deaf ear to the urgent voice of his subordinates and held his breath to search for the child in the light of the fire.

Half of the house had collapsed, and it was possible to collapse completely at any time. Lu Sheng avoided the burning wooden door and looked for it for a long time before he heard a faint cry.

It turned out that the child hid in a relatively safe kitchen.

Lu Sheng picked up the child, avoided the collapsed beam and rushed out with difficulty.

"Child! My child!" the woman hugged her lost son and began to cry.

Lu Sheng patted out the small flame on his body and waved his hand to the guard that he was okay.

However, as soon as I turned around, I saw a pair of parents kneeling down in despair in front of the charred house. My tearful eyes seemed to penetrate the broken bricks and tiles and see the children who were no longer breathing.

Such stories happen all over the block.

Lu Sheng walked through the mottled long street, watching the flames go out bit by bit, the smoke dissipate bit by bit, the ruins burned to black under the dark night, the survivors cry with joy, and the people who escaped but lost their close relatives look for them in despair on the ruins.

The horizon has brightened slightly.

But for some people, the night has just begun.

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"Your Highness, the camp for the victims is making trouble," a disheartened bodyguard reported anxiously, "they are all clamoring for you to go..."

Lu Sheng's pretty lips closed in a straight line and walked towards the camp without hesitation.

Don't you just want to count him?

He wants to see what else Lu Rong can do!

The camp is located by the Yuhu lake. The Yuhu lake, which is usually beautiful and sparsely populated, is now full of firewood and food. The affected people, dressed in coarse linen clothes, gather in twos and threes to keep warm around the campfire.

The night of early winter was a bit chilly, but Lu Sheng didn't seem to feel the cold. Wearing a single coat, he strode to the noisy crowd not far away.

His cloak was left to a little girl who had lost her parents.

"Your Highness, please go back to the Palace first. We'll deal with it here." the garrison on one side saw Lu Sheng coming and thought of the shouting words of the people on the other side. It couldn't help but have a headache. "It's a group of fools who can't make trouble."

"Take me to the king." Lu Sheng just looked at him. He didn't even stop at his feet. His face was cold and Su said, "someone has to rush to do the reporting of the achievements. Since the people's trouble is related to me, I naturally have to go."

Lu Rong, who was hurrying into the palace to report his "achievements", sneezed.

"Your Highness, don't you catch a cold?" the entourage hurriedly handed over the heater and handed it to Lu Rong in fear.

Lu Rong rubbed his nose and wrapped his thick cloak more tightly.

"Your Majesty, your highness King Cheng is coming." the little eunuch at the door stood respectfully outside the door.

Gao Dezhong glanced at the emperor who had not slept all night. His eyelids drooped and asked softly, "Your Majesty, do you want to invite him in?"

The emperor nodded silently and opened his closed eyes slowly.

"Greetings to father and Emperor." Lu Rong stuffed the stove into the entourage outside the hall, went into the heart nourishing hall alone, knelt on one knee, dressed neatly, and looked as noble as usual.

"It's finished so soon?" some old voices of the emperor came from above. The tone was flat, so people couldn't distinguish the emotion.