PDLP Chapter 143: Fire of Blessing
Chapter 143: Fire of Blessing
Yu Moqi returned to her room in a daze. Her aunt took her to Rong Guoqing's house. Anyone with a discerning eye knew that she would become the prince's concubine, but... the prince only had eyes for the princess, and the princess had become her biggest obstacle.
Yu Moqi was caught in a dilemma. If she couldn't become the prince's woman, how could she live on? Moreover, if she left the Rongguo Mansion, what good husband could she find? After all, becoming the prince's concubine was the best way out.
In Suowu Palace, Lan Qingwu received the exact news and was very happy for Gao Lanyan: "That's great! Now Prince Jiang and Lanlan can rest assured, and Lady Rongguo will not keep pushing us anymore."
Ruhan lowered his head slightly, thinking about something. Ruping replied, "Actually, the Crown Prince and his wife already have a legitimate daughter, so there's no need to worry about not having a legitimate son. Lady Rong is just too anxious."
Lan Qingwu looked at Ruhan who was silent: "Ruhan, what are you thinking about?"
Ruhan raised her head, a look of worry on her face. "Miss... Master, I was wondering why your health is gradually improving, but there has been no movement? If you had a young master, then you would have a real support in the palace. Master... I've said too much!"
Lan Qingwu suppressed the smile on his face and sighed softly: "This kind of thing requires the law of fate. Maybe it's not the right time yet. Let everything take its course!"
Ru Ping and Ru Han looked at each other and nodded in agreement.
The autumn winds picked up, and the falling leaves piled up day by day. Every night, Lan Qingwu gazed at the brilliant starry sky from the prayer platform, each time lost in the vastness of the universe. He wondered if his wishes would come true, but the beauty of the scenery made the daily ascent worthwhile.
The autumn night was exceptionally beautiful. Lan Qingwu was alone on the prayer platform. She looked up at the starry sky and stretched out her arms to pick the twinkling stars. She closed her eyes, as if she had entered the starry sky and was wandering in the universe. Lan Qingwu gradually immersed herself in this mysterious feeling.
Under the prayer platform, Shen Shu Ren looked at Concubine Yi on the high platform with cold eyes and said softly: "What a nice weather!"
The autumn weather is crisp and dry, what a beautiful day! Even better, the material of this prayer table is mostly high-quality red sandalwood. This is really great! Even God is helping me!
When Ru Ping, who was guarding under the prayer platform, realized that something was wrong, the fire had already started from the bottom. She hurried to the steps and saw the source of the fire. The fire burned upwards quickly. In a moment, it had burned seven or eight meters high.
Ru Ping panicked for once, and she yelled, "Master! Master!"
"Stop shouting! Save your energy!" A voice suddenly sounded.
Ru Ping turned around and said in surprise, "It was you! Did you set the fire?"
Ru Ping suddenly reacted and, ignoring everything else, ran towards the prayer platform, shouting loudly to attract the guards: "Someone come! Come quickly!"
Commoner Shen - Shen Bihe quickly stopped Ruping and hugged her tightly regardless of everything. Even with Ruping's skills, she couldn't break free for a while.
The guards who had been deliberately avoiding the situation were finally alarmed by the noise.
Someone shouted loudly: "The fire is coming! The fire is coming!"
More and more people were alarmed, and the water poured on the raging fire was just a drop in the bucket. In just a moment, the fire was about to reach the top of the prayer platform.
The flames shot up into the sky, illuminating half of the Dasheng Palace. Crowds of people moved about in a chaotic and chaotic atmosphere. All the palaces were alarmed. The three consorts ordered the other concubines to remain within their own palaces, while Consorts Jiang, Chen, and Wan personally went to the prayer platform.
The three concubines all looked up in shock at the fire that almost reached the top of the platform, unable to utter a word.
Ru Ping fell to the ground in despair. After a struggle, Shen Bi He was pushed aside by her. A mad expression appeared on Shen Bi He's beautiful face. "It's too late! Everything is too late!"
Before the three concubines could come to their senses, the flames of the fire all over the sky illuminated their cheeks, making them all red, and also burning the night as bright as day.
At this moment, Emperor Shenwu stood out from the crowd. He received the news and hurried to the prayer platform, but saw that the fire was about to engulf the platform and the person on it.
On the prayer platform, only a tiny figure can be vaguely seen standing at the very edge of the platform.
Emperor Shenwu looked up and stared at the figure. He clenched his fists unconsciously, then looked around and walked towards the stairs.
Li Xiang, his face filled with grief, sank to his knees and hugged the Emperor Shenwu's legs tightly. "Your Majesty, this is absolutely impossible! The fire has burned all the stairs. They are now reduced to ashes and cannot bear any weight. If you force your way up the stairs, I'm afraid the entire prayer platform will collapse! Then the Empress..."
The Shenwu Emperor paused, his mind racing as he took a few steps forward, his heart aching with anxiety. "Ruoruo, can you hear me? Listen to me, now! Jump down immediately! I will catch you!"
The fire reached the top of the prayer platform, and by the time Lan Qingwu realized it, it was too late. She couldn't get down, and could only look around as the fire gradually surrounded her.
Amidst the gradually rising temperature and the choking fireworks, Lan Qingwu remembered the advice given by her Master Zhiyan. She was destined to face a disaster from which she would never be able to recover, leaving behind her parents, grandfather, best friend and... her lover.
Lan Qingwu slowly calmed down. If that was the case, would he have a chance to return to that world? He only regretted not being able to say goodbye properly to the people he cared about. "Father, Mother, Grandfather...Brother Heng..."
Just when Lan Qingwu was in despair, she heard the vague voice of Emperor Shenwu. Lan Qingwu stood on the edge of the prayer platform and looked down. Among the crowd, she saw Emperor Shenwu standing at the front.
Emperor Shenwu looked up at the figure on the high platform and said, "Ruo Ruo! Quick! Jump down! Don't be afraid!"
Lan Qingwu took a deep breath, mustered up her courage, raised her legs and stood on the side platform above the platform. She turned around, faced the center of the prayer platform, and slowly fell backwards.
Lan Qingwu fell into the air, and her eyes were still filled with stars.
Emperor Shenwu looked at the figure falling in mid-air and suddenly jumped up. He flew into the air and flew towards Lan Qingwu like a flying crane. Amid the exclamations of the people on the ground, Emperor Shenwu accurately hugged Lan Qingwu. The two fell rapidly. Emperor Shenwu gathered his internal energy and finally slowed down his fall.
Under the various gazes of the three concubines and a group of palace servants, Emperor Shenwu landed steadily on the ground holding Lan Qingwu, and the heart of Emperor Shenwu finally settled down in his stomach.
At this moment, there was only one person in the mind and eyes of the Emperor Shenwu: "Ruoruo, how do you feel? Don't be afraid!"
Lan Qingwu felt as if her soul was still floating in mid-air. She was a little dazed. "Brother Heng, I'm not afraid. I know you will catch me."
Emperor Shenwu stared at Lan Qingwu closely, fearing that something unexpected would happen in the blink of an eye. Even when he landed on the ground, he held Lan Qingwu tightly in his arms and refused to let go.