Therefore, the blood test of Zhan Yu will definitely be like thunder.

Yongle knows Zhan Yu too well, he is such a cold and arrogant man, and in his heart, he can't tolerate the slightest betrayal, especially Zhao Zishi's betrayal.

Yongle only Yongle made such a desperate move, and he knocked down Zhao Zishi.

Bai Yuan thinks about it now, and feels that his whole heart is cold, the deception in this harem is too intense, and if he is not careful, he can really be crushed.

Zhao Zishi became the loser of that imperial power struggle.

So, she didn't have a whole body dead.

He looked up and saw that the corners of Qiu Yinong's mouth, who was tightly held by the emperor in his arms, were still dripping with blood, because the emperor strangled her too tightly, her face became a little bruised.

If this continues, autumn will surely die.

I don't know why, he remembered what Qiu Yinong said just now when Zhan Yu was crazy, you killed me once, do you want to kill me a second time?

Baiyuan was suddenly struck by lightning.

He knelt down and begged the emperor to death: "Your Majesty, the eleventh princess is dead, please let Lord Qiu go." ”

He cruelly reminded him that Zhao Zishi was already dead.

Otherwise, he would not have come to his senses.

When Zhan Yu heard Baiyuan's words, his body suddenly froze, and he sat there in a daze, and suddenly stood up from the ground like crazy, and threw Qiu Yinong out of his arms, and her body rolled and hit the wall.

Her collarbone ruptured open and inserted into the flesh, and she almost fainted in pain.

"No, no, Eleven isn't dead, she's not dead."

Zhan Yu stood in the wide hall, his hands were spread and raised, he raised his head and shouted, the sad voice passed through the heavy palace, shocking everyone in this palace, many people gathered outside the Futu Palace, but no one dared to come in.

The emperor didn't know what was wrong, they didn't have the emperor's will, so naturally they didn't dare to go in.

Unless, they don't die.

Baiyuan walked over and bent down just to help Qiu Yinong up, but suddenly it was dark in front of him, and the candlestick that Zhan Yu flew over hit his body, he couldn't stabilize it, and fell down from behind.

The candlestick fell, the lamp oil tilted out, and the ground was full of sawdust from the chairs and tables that had been smashed by the warlord, and the candle flame ignited the sawdust, and in the eyes of Autumn Rich, it gradually became a monstrous fire.

It burned quickly and violently, illuminating the red eyes of the War Emperor standing behind the firelight.

The man's face was resolute and cold, the bridge of his nose was full of cruelty, and his eyes were full of madness.

The flames rose into the sky, and the man's long black hair was spread out, and he suddenly looked for something left and right in the palace like a lost child, and he was terrified.

The long hair draped behind him, pulsing, and blending with the firelight.

The fire burned, Qiu Yinong lay on the ground and couldn't move, Baiyuan couldn't get up, struggled to get up, and shouted to the emperor: "Emperor...... Above...... Come on!! ”

This fire is so big, the emperor is still in the palace, what should I do if something happens?

Those idiots outside the door didn't even dare to come in.

Qiu Yi spat out a mouthful of blood, let out a wail, and lay on the ground on his side, feeling like his body was roasted by fire, so hot that his whole body was wet, I don't know if it was blood or sweat.

Baiyuan crawled on the ground, dragging out a trail of blood and heading towards the emperor.