Chapter Forty-Six: The Black Cloak
How could this scene not frighten the people here, many people cried and called for their mothers, and all the big men were like babies at this time.
Xi Hongyi fell to the ground, he knew that his time was running out, he turned his head and looked at the scene in front of him, and again, the sword was inserted into his heart.
The moment his consciousness disappeared, his eyes did not close, and he just stared straight at the people in front of him.
The Prime Minister's Mansion has no bloody rain, and it looks peaceful here......
Lan Hanxian sat on the edge of the bed, flipping through a book in his hand, the light of a few candles supporting the night here.
The knock on the door sounded like a shower at this time, and in Lan Hanxian's mind, a person flashed, and that Zhong Lijun.
"Come in. Lan Hanxian said, in the past, Zhong Lijun rarely knocked on the door, and always pushed the door open and walked in directly, no matter what he was doing.
When his voice fell, the door was pushed open, and it was Zhong Lijun who walked in, Zhong Lijun's face was not very good-looking, he walked directly to Lan Hanxian's bedside, and looked at Lan Hanxian, who was sitting on the edge of the bed at the moment.
"Prime Minister! There's a fire in the Imperial City. Zhong Lijun said bluntly.
"The imperial city is on fire?" Lan Hanxian was a little surprised, for a period of time, since he said that he was sick and could not go to the court, he had never received any news from the imperial city, as if the entire imperial city had been blocked, and there were only holy decrees urging the court to come from the palace one after another.
Zhong Lijun frowned, he naturally knew the seriousness of the matter, and the prime minister's mother, Yan Fa Jiarong, insisted on not setting up the prime minister's mansion in the imperial city, which seemed to have her reasons.
"What's the situation now?" Lan Hanxian was a little entangled, the Prime Minister's Mansion naturally didn't have any movement, because the Imperial City was a very long distance from the Prime Minister's Mansion, so even if the Imperial City was on fire, the Prime Minister's Mansion would not have any induction.
Zhong Lijun's face was cold: "Prime Minister, the southeast corner of the imperial city is on fire, and now the fire is getting bigger and bigger." ”
Listening to Zhong Lijun's words, Lan Hanxian muttered: "Southeast corner ......"
There were not many candles in the room, it was a little dim, Lan Hanxian sat on the bed, and what he kept thinking about in his mind were the people who lived in the southeast corner, and the people who lived in the southeast corner were the adults who had followed him.
Thinking of this, Lan Hanxian stood up, because he knew that this was definitely not a simple matter.
And Zhong Lijun also felt it, he hurriedly took two steps forward again, and then hurriedly said: "Prime Minister, you must not be excited, this fire is definitely not a simple matter. ”
Lan Hanxian smiled helplessly: "This palace is just trying to force me to go, if I really go, how can I be worthy of the thousands of kingdoms in this Xuanwu Continent." ”
Zhong Lijun's eyes flickered, he looked at Lan Hanxian who was standing in front of him, the two of them hadn't gotten along like this for a long time: "Prime Minister, I'll go to the Imperial City for you to see what the situation is, as long as you are still in the Prime Minister's Mansion, they naturally don't dare to do anything to me." ”
"Not necessarily. Lan Hanxian refused without any hesitation, he never allowed the people around him to fall into such a situation, "Even if I know what happened in the imperial city, what can I do, you should go to rest, and tomorrow you will leave for An Nan Kingdom to have a look." ”
Zhong Lijun was a little puzzled, but he still nodded and agreed, "Yes! ”
After Zhong Lijun left, Lan Hanxian was the only one left in the room again, Lan Hanxian sat down on the edge of the bed, originally his heart itself was very heavy, but at this time, it became even heavier.
In the main hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, it seemed that it had fallen into a quiet rest, but a candle completely broke the darkness of this room.
An Xuexin must not be able to sleep, after all, she will return to her country tomorrow, since she jumped off the city tower last time, she woke up and arrived here, and she has never seen her parents and relatives, even the corpse that has no life.
Ling Xiaoxiang didn't go to rest this night, she was also in the main hall: "Princess, you can rest for a while, tomorrow we will have a bumpy journey, if you don't rest well, then your body will definitely be unbearable." ”
An Xuexin sat in front of the makeup mirror, looking at herself in the bronze mirror, she never thought that one day she would have such a mentality, and looking at herself in the mirror, it was completely different.
"Princess, you better go and rest for a while, and sleep for a few hours. Ling Xiaoxiang said with some concern on the side, she was also very clear about the bumpy road, for the entire Xuanwu Continent, the location of An Nanguo could be said to be the outskirts of this huge dynasty.
An Xuexin blinked, she walked out of her contemplation, she glanced at Ling Xiaoxiang who appeared in the bronze mirror, no matter what, it was impossible for her to laugh.
"I'm going back to Annan tomorrow, and I don't know what the situation is there. An Xuexin muttered again, she doesn't know how many times she has repeated this sentence, how free she was in King Annan's palace in the past, she never thought that one day she would send someone to the fence, and she would also think about whether she would be kicked out of this mansion tomorrow.
Ling Xiaoxiang's tears had already swirled in her eyes, because she knew that An Nanguo had been slaughtered all over the country, and there were only a few thousand skilled craftsmen and people who had been exiled at the beginning, but her princess didn't believe it.
"Xiaoxiang. ”
"Princess, you say. ”
An Xuexin looked at herself in the bronze mirror: "You said that I have changed." ”
Ling Xiaoxiang smiled, as soon as her eyes bent, tears fell from her eyes, and she hurriedly reached out to wipe away her tears: "Princess, how can you change, you are still the original princess of An Nan." ”
An Xuexin didn't speak again, and this silent night gradually passed in the dim light of a candle.
By the time the sky was dark, the fire in the Imperial City had been extinguished, and in this direction in the southeast corner of the Imperial City, all the buildings had been destroyed, and almost nothing was left.
Jin Nian was wearing a black cloak, and the wind in the imperial city brought up bursts of scorched smoke and sand, blowing Jin Nian's black cloak......