A ray of sunlight pierced the horizon, the dampness of the early morning did not sweep into the Jueyang Palace, last night's fire burned nothing left in the back kitchen of the Jueyang Palace, and the charred black wood looked particularly bleak in the autumn cold wind.

The fire had just been extinguished, and the hot sensation had disappeared, and wisps of gray smoke emanated from the charred wood and drifted into the air in the distance.

Now it's not just the people of Jueyang Palace, the entire capital will know that Jueyang Palace's water last night.

However, Duanmu Yi, the owner of Jueyang Palace, didn't care about how the news of last night would be spread in the capital, he saw that the kitchen was burned to only a pile of scorched wood, and the noise of the surrounding fires finally stopped.

He wanted to stop the fire, but he didn't expect the fire to spread so quickly, fortunately, the back kitchen was surrounded by stone walls, and the fire couldn't spread to other places, otherwise the entire Jueyang Mansion would suffer.

Duanmu Yi didn't think so much in his heart, he already knew from Jinyu's mouth that when the fire broke out last night, Lin Xiaomiao was in the back kitchen.

Jinyu didn't feel guilty about this matter at all, she had been looking forward to the death of the side concubine for a long time, obviously Lin Xiaomiao was just a side concubine, but she looked like a concubine everywhere, she couldn't see it for a long time, but this fire had nothing to do with her at all.

Even if Jinyu hates her again, she can't do such a powerful thing as setting fire to the back kitchen, isn't this just giving someone someone a handle.

The wooden house in the back kitchen in front of him had now turned into a pile of collapsed black wood, and the smell of burnt paste spread through the air, and the sun gradually showed a head, illuminating it all more clearly.

"Find! You must find Concubine Yunfang for me, I want to see people in life, and I want to see corpses in death. Duanmu Yi saw that the fire had just been extinguished, so he ordered the surrounding servants to come forward to look for it, he definitely didn't believe that Lin Xiaomiao was dead until he saw the body.

Jinyu stood aside, watching Duanmu Yi rush forward, rummaging for something among the pile of broken walls, his original fluttering white clothes were already stained, and he couldn't help but want to step forward to persuade him.

But when he saw Duanmu Yi so actively looking for Lin Xiaomiao's traces, Jinyu's heart was already a little cold.

Before, she always thought that Duanmu Yi didn't care about the side concubine, and helped her either scold or punish, she also thought that everything in this Jueyang Mansion was biased towards her, and she was very proud.

But the current situation is like pouring cold water on her, Duanmuyi's appearance is like a fear of losing. Jinyu couldn't believe it, but seeing that he had been busy all night, and his face was very ugly but still strong, he softened his heart.

"Husband, you can rest for a while."

Duanmu Yi has been such a night, since he knew that Lin Xiaomiao might be in the sea of fire, he was very unusual, as if he had changed a person, Jinyu had mixed feelings in his heart for a while, and he didn't know what kind of expression to use to face it.

Seeing that Duanmu Yi was still rummaging through the wreckage of the back kitchen, Jinyu was a little disgusted.

"Master, it doesn't seem that there is a corpse of Concubine Yunbian, we need to move these scorched trees to further confirm the situation underneath, don't be too anxious, rest first."

Before Jinyu's words were finished, Aoki on the side stepped forward.

Duanmu Yi's silver boots stepped on this piece of scorched wood, all of which were blackened by black coke, and his fingers tried their best to pull the wood, but there was no way to find Lin Xiaomiao, he was a little desperate, and under Aoki's persuasion, he still walked down the wood, Aoki beckoned, and the little guys immediately stepped forward to turn over the wood.

When Duanmu Yi walked past Jinyu, his indifferent eyes swept over her, Duanmu Yi suspected that Jinyu did it, but her face was also full of astonishment.

Jinyu looked at this mess, a little stunned, and saw that Duanmu Yi had been busy so far, and the coolness in her heart was even worse.

She accompanied Duanmu Yi to wait here yesterday, when the fire started, Jueyang Wangfu was illuminated as if it was daylight, several people arrived, and the back kitchen was surrounded by flames.

When the fire was small, the wooden shelves that supported the back kitchen were all poured down one by one, and the little servants poured buckets of water down, and the fire did not subside until nearly early in the morning.

Seeing that the fire had just been extinguished, Duanmu Yi rushed up regardless of it, you must know that after such a big fire, the inside of the wood core must have been burned like a piece of charcoal, but he was like an unconscious person, constantly rummaging inside.

Jinyu couldn't help but feel a little distressed when he looked at Duanmu Yi, his hands were already full of sores, but he just didn't want to give up, seeing this, his heart was sour again.

As soon as Lin Xiaomiao died like this, she was pushed to the cusp.

Although this matter is not too directly related to Jinyu, this fire was not set by her, this is an accident, she should sit in the cloud pavilion and wait quietly for the result.

But this matter is inseparable from her, because the concubine here will go to the back kitchen because of her, so don't say Duanmu Yi, the entire mansion will put this debt on her head.

All the little guys looked at her with strange eyes, but she didn't have a seizure, after all, this was in front of Duanmu Yi, if she had a seizure, then it didn't mean that this matter had something to do with her, and she was responsible for this matter?

So I could only close it and wait quietly for Duanmu Yi to figure it out and leave with her.

Seeing that Aoki followed Duanmu Yi to sit down on the stone bench on the side, and did not forget to hand him a cup of tea, Duanmu Yi's eyes were bloodshot, but he was still staring at all the circumstances of the wreckage of the back kitchen, and he was unwilling to let go of any clues.

Jinyu seems to be like a transparent person in front of him, since last night, Duanmu Yi's eyes have no longer have her, and her heart is very uncomfortable, she only feels very unlucky when she sees everything in front of her.

"Really, it's not good for this concubine to die somewhere, but she died in the mansion, and she died in this back kitchen, so how can others eat well?" Seeing that Duanmu Yi ignored her, Jinyu could only secretly say to the old lady behind her, with a lot of hatred and a lot of sourness in her voice.

Duanmu Yi's ears are good, and when he heard Jinyu's words, he clenched his hands tightly, strode forward, and slapped Jinyu without saying a word, and the current situation was messy enough.

"She is the side concubine of this Jueyang Palace!" These words reminded Jinyu, she lowered her head, seeing that Duanmu Yi didn't care about her life or death, and hated Lin Xiaomiao more and more in her heart.

It's good to die!

Jinyu gritted her teeth and said in her heart, but the tears in her eyes couldn't stop flooding, looking at Duanmuyi's ruthless appearance, she bit her lower lip, didn't say anything, and turned her head to leave with the support of the old grandmother.

"Aoki, did you find it?" Duanmuyi didn't care about Jinyu's departure, but walked anxiously in the same place repeatedly, always paying attention to the situation in the back kitchen.

Such questions were asked almost every few minutes, and Aoki kept an eye on the movements of the little guys, and looked around without opening a piece of wood.

Duanmu Yi knew that under such a big fire, even if he found it, Lin Xiaomiao would already be a charred corpse, so he still hoped that he couldn't find it, so that at least he would think that she was alive.

"Master, don't worry, the side concubine Niang Niang Ji is ......" Aoki knew Duanmu Yi's thoughts best, and his love for the side concubine was better than his love for the princess, but in the end, he choked up.

The fire in the back kitchen didn't burn anywhere else last night, but the damage to this back kitchen was very serious, everything here turned to ashes, if Concubine Yun was in this back kitchen, how small the probability of surviving was, Aoki still knew.

The light in Duanmu Yi's eyes gradually dimmed, and every time he opened a piece of scorched wood, the light dimmed a little.

"Find a guy to see how Ping'er died." Duanmu Yi saw the dirty blood between Ping'er's mouth and nose, and immediately ordered Aoki beside him, he always felt that Ping'er seemed to be dying a little strangely.

Because since she was going to be martyred, why didn't she just go into the fire together and be poisoned?

Li Yu, who was on the side, wanted to quietly take Ping'er out, but he didn't expect Duanmu Yi to want to check Ping'er's death. Li Yu was very anxious.

Aoki didn't have a problem with this, because he also wanted to know what kind of poisoning Ping'er had been poisoned to......

Lin Xiaomiao looked in the direction of the palace, and her memories were like a rewind of a broken belt, washing away her memories little by little.

To her, the palace was like a prison, imprisoning her wings.

Once the royals are touched, it is difficult for anyone to get out.

Knock –

There was a knock outside the door, Lin Xiaomiao straightened her clothes, and then went to open the door.

"You're here." When she saw the visitor, her expression was a little looser, and she turned sideways to leave space for the visitor to enter, and after the visitor stepped into the door, she closed the door, walked to the window, and continued to look.

Duanmu Heng took off his cloak and put it on the table, patted the dust on his body, and saw Lin Xiaomiao standing by the window again, looking at the direction of the palace without saying a word.

"Distressed?" Duanmu Heng poured himself a cup of tea, pinched the teacup with his slender fingers, walked to her side, and followed her line of sight, just in time to see the tip of the mansion of Jueyang Palace.

The palace was also covered with thick smoke, covering the sky above the mansion like a devil's claw.

Lin Xiaomiao didn't answer, she only felt bored, and Ping'er was still in the palace at the moment, she was worried that Ping'er's deeds would be revealed and her plan would fail.

Duanmu Heng was not bored, sat on the side, and tasted tea quietly.

The tea fragrance is strong, and there is a lingering fragrance of tea between the lips and teeth, even if the taste cannot be recovered, but when you look up, you can see Lin Xiaomiao's back, and I only feel a little trance.

"Aren't you tired from standing for so long? You have left the palace, and in Duanmuyi's eyes, you are already a dead person, not worth remembering. Duanmu Heng couldn't bear the loneliness, he finally avoided the eyeliner to meet Lin Xiaomiao, he had wasted most of his time, if he continued to do so, he would be irritable.