Princess From Rich Family

However, thinking back to yesterday's words from his grandmother and the news he had heard today, Mo Pingchu could not believe that the Emperor was valuing the crown prince.

Mo Pingchu could not help but sympathize with Lee Heng when he thought of how he was obviously his biological father and son but was also tried out with suspicion. Mo Pingchu even regretted that he shouldn't have been so narrow-minded the last time Lee Heng came over and let him hug Little Nine more.

Because of the matter of New Year's Eve, everyone knew that this year's feast in the capital might not be peaceful, but no one could have imagined that it would actually not be so peaceful.

On the first day of the first month, seven people won the day, the emperor ordered a banquet for all his subjects, and gifted the officials with silk and silk and silk. The Scholars of the Han Forest Academy wrote poems to cheer them up, and the emperor and his officials blended in blissfully as if nothing had happened.

Just when all the families of the capital thought that the dust had settled and were prepared to relax and properly celebrate the last Lantern Festival of the new year, on the night of the Lantern Festival, they saw a fire in the palace.

The old man, who was claiming to be sick and not coming out of his house, was startled. He immediately rushed into the courtyard, and after seeing that it was the East Palace that was on fire, he shouted, "Men, quickly follow me into the palace!"

Mo Taiwu, who had also rushed out, couldn't help but to immediately prepare to follow the old man into the palace, but he heard two voices say at the same time:

"Big Brother, you can't!"

"Uncle, you can't!"

Mo Taiwu looked carefully and saw that it was Mo Taiwen and Mo Pingchu rushing over. The old man looked at Mo Pingchu in surprise and stopped Mo Taiwen who was about to speak. He looked at Mo Pingchu with an unfathomable expression and asked in a deep voice, "Little Five, why can't I?"

Mo Pingchu couldn't help but shiver when he was stared at by the old man's domineering gaze. He stabilized his emotions and replied, "Grandfather, the palace is definitely in chaos right now, Grandfather is very concerned, he came to visit us without being summoned, but Eldest Uncle is the Minister of the Military Department, he holds a high position of power. If we enter the palace together, it might be a little inappropriate."

When Mo Pingchu said this, everyone was surprised.

The old man looked deeply at Mo Pingchu, but didn't say anything. He just patted his shoulder, turned around and said to Mo Taiwu, "I will bring the men into the palace. Close the door and be careful!" As he spoke, he led the group of guards out in large strides.

After seeing the old man leave, Mo Pingchu slightly frowned and silently rubbed his shoulder that was almost smashed to pieces. His grandfather's hand strength was truly great!

Mo Taiwu glanced at Mo Pingchu and whispered to Mo Taiwen, "Little Five is not bad. He looks just like you did back then."

Mo Taiwen slightly curled his lips and said, "Not bad, I still need a bit more work, but I'm smarter than you. I haven't been in office for dozens of years, and I don't even know much about Emperors. I feel really sorry for my dad!"

Mo Taiwu...

When the old man and his men rushed to the Eastern Palace, they saw that the flames had filled the air with thick smoke. The raging flames had dyed half the sky red and people were running around crazily everywhere. The old man grabbed the man and asked, "Where's the crown prince? Where is the crown prince? "

The person who was caught said in a trembling voice: "This servant doesn't know, this servant doesn't know!"

The old man's face darkened as he pinched the man's neck and asked with a deep voice, "Where was the crown prince before the fire?"

"Yes, it's in Unicorn's Hall."

The old tutor tossed the man aside and immediately led his men over to Unicorn's Hall. Countless flames burned from all over the palace, as if it was on fire.

A few Eastern Palace staff members were shouting for everyone to throw water and extinguish the fire, but when the buckets of water were poured down, the only sound that could be heard was the sound of burning flames filling the night sky. An official desperately kneeled on the ground and cried towards the fire, "Your Highness, Your Highness!"

The old man rushed forward and pulled this person up. When he saw that it was the Eastern Palace Manor's grand event that had followed the crown prince to his residence, he couldn't help but ask anxiously, "Is the crown prince inside?"

The Eastern Palace Chief's eyes lit up when he saw the old man. He hastily grabbed the old man and pleaded, "Yes, yes, your excellency. Save Your Highness, save Your Highness!"

The old man frowned and shouted: "Get the wet blanket, you must bring Crown Prince out for me!"

"Yes sir!" The group of guards immediately covered their faces with wet cloths and rushed into the fire with wet blankets.

The old man glared at the Eastern Palace Guards, who were carrying buckets of water to extinguish the fire, and scolded them, "Hurry up and call the Golden Wu Guards to transfer the bags and splash the drums to extinguish the fire!" Are you stupid to throw a bucket after being burned to this state?

The Eastern Palace Guard immediately went to inform the Golden Crow Guards to put out the fire. The Old Master picked up the Eastern Palace Chief and asked, "What exactly happened? Who set the fire? Where is the emperor? Where's the Queen? " The Eastern Palace's fire was about to burn down the Hall of Ending. How come the emperor and empress hadn't arrived yet and things had turned out like this?

The Eastern Palace Chief mourned, "This official doesn't know. I've only heard that Esteemed Empress has passed on her death to the Heavens!"

The lordmaster's eyes immediately widened. When he saw the empress a few days ago, she was still in the midst of raising her baby, so why did she suddenly die? What had happened?

The Eastern Palace Official's next words completely changed the old man's expression. He heard the Eastern Palace Master cry out loud: "Fire, fire was set by Crown Prince, he came back from the palace covered in blood and chased us out, and not long after, there was a fire in the hall — —"

Fully aware of the seriousness of the situation, the old man threw aside the Eastern Palace Manor event, grabbed a wet blanket and draped it over his head. Before anyone could react, he quickly rushed into the fire.

The flames continued to spread and swallowed everything in the blink of an eye. They collapsed and burned down, as if they were hell on earth.

In the thick smoke, the old man held his breath as he looked around and finally saw Lee Heng's figure. Lee Heng was quietly leaning against the wall, wearing a plain white outfit, his clothes dyed red with blood, and his hair scattered on his forehead.

Old Man Mo took a big step forward. Lee Heng, who heard the footsteps slightly raised his eyes and looked at Old Man Mo. His lips slightly parted as he smiled: "Grandpa Mo, you're here."

"Crown Prince, this old man will take you out right now!" He thought the emperor was just muddled, but he didn't expect the emperor to be crazy. After forcing his own son to such an extent, the old tutor really wanted to place a knife on his neck and ask, "What is he trying to do?"

Lee Heng muttered: "Those palace maids are silly, you are silly too. I've already set a fire, what are you still doing here … Burn them all … "Once everything disappears into ashes, everything will be over …"

The old man pulled Lee Heng up without a second thought, then used a wet blanket to wrap him up on his back and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean it's over? I'm not dead yet. Do you want to die? No way! "Let's go, I'll take you out!"