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  Rao was exhausted and killed five horses on the way, and when Lanling King rushed back to Jinyang, it also took two days.

  The big fire has been extinguished, and the South Wing is in ruins.

  He stood motionless in the south courtyard, and all the guards knelt down with a thud.

  After a long time, Langling Wang's hoarse and low voice finally sounded, "What did you find?"

  The guard leader stepped forward and said with his head bowed: "Two female corpses were carried out of the golden house!"

  The King of Lanling smiled, but his voice was cold and sorrowful, "Where is it?"

  "The county king follows the little people."

  Just as I approached, a pungent smell accompanied by the stench of corpses hit my nostrils. Fortunately, it was winter; if it were summer, they would have probably rotted away already.

  The leader of the guards walked ahead and was about to enter when he was heavily pushed by someone, who turned out to be Langling Wang rushing in.

  He had just rushed in when he suddenly stopped in his tracks. The leader of the guards heard Langling Wang say in a low, gentle voice like water: "A Qi, I know you're not dead... You're so smart and stubborn, how could you bear to die?" His voice was very gentle, almost whispering, paired with the two charred corpses placed in the room, it really made one's hair stand on end.

  The King of Lanling took a big step forward and lifted up the white silk that covered the corpse with great force.

  The bodies had been burned beyond recognition, and only faintly discernible as two female corpses. One of them was petite, with a charred face and limbs like charcoal - what could be made out?

  The King of Lanling stared blankly at the female corpse, smiled slightly, and whispered: "You love beauty so much, how can you die so ugly? Ah Qi, don't you think?"

  He muttered to himself until here, then turned around and ran out in a flurry.

  He came before the leader of the guards, and suddenly grasped his collar. "That's not Ah Qi, I know it's not her." Before the leader of the guards could refute him, he seemed to have lost all his strength, taking a step back.

  He raised his head and gazed blankly at the leader of the guards. He said gruffly, "Tell me what happened." That wasn't Ah Qi, that absolutely wasn't Ah Qi, he just knew!

  "That day, after dusk, Ji entered the golden house. At first, she was motionless, holding onto her maid, A-Lu. Later, we could faintly hear her sobbing. At that time, we were all guarding outside the door. When it struck midnight, we dispersed and the maids also went to sleep in their quarters... It wasn't until the third watch of the night when one of the maids woke up with a start and discovered that the golden house was already on fire. The flames were raging fiercely at the time, and we were unable to rescue her."

  After Langling Wang stared blankly at his back, he didn't ask any questions or pursue the matter. The leader of the guards swallowed and continued: "After the fire broke out, we stomped for half a day. It wasn't until nearly noon that we put out the fire. At that time, only two charred corpses were found in the golden house."

  The hollow voice of King Lanling came over. "Have you been guarding the door all along?"

  "Yes."

  "...haven't even seen them come out?"

  His voice was filled with a sense of urgency and longing. The leader of the guards knew that their own prince wanted to say "yes", his lips moved slightly, but in the end he replied softly: "No."

  "How many people are keeping watch outside at the third watch?"

  " Including those guarding the south wing, there are twenty guards and thirteen maidservants." As soon as this number came out, Langling Wang's tall figure suddenly shook.

  When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse and almost out of tune, "Didn't anyone see her come out?"

  "Yes."

  "Is the fire from the golden house?"

  "Yes."

  The King of Lanling suddenly turned around and rushed in without regard for the ashes still hot at the Golden House.

  In the golden house, it has become a dark and dusty place. The ground is uneven, with thick layers of ash everywhere. When the South Building was built, it was modeled after the attic style, with people living downstairs and an additional layer of less than two meters high on top, taking its beautiful shape... Now, the wooden beams of that attic have all been burned to ashes scattered on the ground.

  Raising his head, Langling Wang gave a low command: "Sweep the Golden House clean! Sweep it completely clean!"

  "Yes."

  Hundreds of people worked together, and in just one hour, the golden house was swept clean.

  The King of Lanling enters again.

  The beam is broken and the table is shattered, gold is melted everywhere, but the ground is mottled yet nothing out of the ordinary...

  It was as if all his strength had been drained away, and Langling Wang suddenly went weak in the knees and fell to the ground.

  Several guards were about to step forward to support him when he already had his hands covering his face and lowered his head.

  One, two, seven watches have passed.

  Another day and another night, the sky has turned into dawn.

  The King of Lanling remained in this posture, as if he had turned into a statue.

  Behind him, all the guards also knelt motionlessly.

  At last, a guard who had followed Lang Ling Wang from Ye City came forward, his voice hoarse as he said: "Your Highness..."

  He had just spoken when Langling Wang smiled slightly.

  He muttered: "Liang Cheng, I really like this woman, really like..."

  His empty eyes stared at the only remaining broken wall of the golden house, his voice distant and sorrowful. "I never thought she could leave me."

  He closed his eyes and muttered, "She has no strength to truss a chicken, and is far away from her family and country. Apart from me, who can she rely on? I never believed that one day she would leave me..."

  Suddenly, he laughed softly.

  Laughing and laughing, the laughter became louder and louder, and it turned into a mad laugh.

  In the midst of maniacal laughter, his expression was hollow. He choked with sobs: "I never knew, Ah Qiu would leave me... would leave me like this, she's so cruel! So cruel!"

  Although he was sobbing, there were no tears on his face, as if he had already cried himself dry.

  In a choked voice, Langling Wang slowly lowered his head.

  He opened his palms and stared blankly at his hands.

  He always thought she would forever be in his grasp. As long as he didn't allow it, no matter how vast the world was, where could she escape to?

  She didn't expect her to escape, she escaped... She would rather die than escape from him!

  Is it because he got married? It's because he got married!

  Actually, she had been deceiving him all along, cheating him...

  That day, she sat in that room, hugging her knees and staring blankly at the bare trees outside, while he accompanied her by her side.

  He should have realized it a long time ago, this past month, she's been so quiet, so quiet. Even when she cried, it was alone and silently. Her eyes were empty. The gaze she gave him had no focus.

  Did she despair of her own marriage?

  At the mention of "despair", Langling Wang couldn't help but let out a low, muffled laugh.

  It was his fault. He didn't know she would be so resolute and didn't believe that she would rather die than share a husband with Zheng Yu... It was his fault!

  He should have found it.

  The King of Lanling smiled quietly again.

  The leader of the guards listened to the laughter of his own king. He felt a pang in his heart. He would rather have the king scold them and beat them, even if it meant killing a few people. He just couldn't bear to hear him laugh like that.

  This laughter, how can it be so desperate?

  Laughing and laughing, Langling Wang covered his face with his hand. He said in a low voice: "Liang Cheng."

  Liang Cheng hastily stepped forward and called out: "Your Highness."

  The King of Lanling seemed not to be calling him, he just smiled softly to himself, his voice barely audible from behind his palm, "I am another person now."

  Liang Cheng had not yet reacted. The King of Lanling was already murmuring repeatedly: "I have nothing, I am just a person again."

  As soon as the words came out, the leader of the guards immediately stepped forward and seriously advised: "The Duke's prestige is widely known, and he is also a member of the imperial family. With us by his side, how could there be nothing?"

  He didn't hear a single word of what Langling Wang said.

  He just smiled quietly, again and again, saying: "She's all gone, she's abandoned me... I'm alone again."

  He just kept calling out: "Ah Qi, Ah Qi, Ah Qi..."

  Before, when she was there, he was spirited and confident, always feeling that he would eventually own everything he yearned for: power, glorious achievements in battle, a virtuous wife, beautiful concubines, intelligent and handsome children, and all the other symbols of happiness and fulfillment... It wasn't until now that he suddenly realized that once she left, he had nothing.

  Those things, looking so beautiful and desirable, but without her, what's the point of having them?

  He muttered to himself, and the King of Lanling stiffly drew out the sword from his waist. Seeing him waving the cold sword tip, he was actually thrusting the sword tip towards his own chest while laughing. The guards were shocked. Liang Cheng and the leader of the guards rushed forward at the same time, and the two tightly hugged the King of Lanling, one pulling his arm, the other separating his fingers to pull out the sword, sobbing: "Your Highness, she's just a woman, how can you take your own life?" The other shouted: "Gao Changgong, are you still a man? A great hero would die wrapped in horse hide, what kind of heroism is it to die here?"

  Facing their panic, Langling Wang said calmly: "What are you panicking about? I'm just feeling a heartache... A small stab with the sword might make the pain shift to the wound."

  His move of stabbing his chest with a sword just now, what does it look like a small stab?

  The guards looked at him with a smile on his face, but their hearts were shocked and confused. Just as they wanted to say something, they heard the King of Lanling sigh: "Don't worry about me, I'm fine... it's just that my heart hurts too much, and I'm having trouble breathing." As he spoke, a strand of fresh blood slowly flowed down from the corner of his mouth.

  Seeing the smile on his face, the bright red blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and those tearless eyes. The leader of the guards gritted his teeth and gave Liang Cheng a look.

  Liáng Chéng nodded slightly, and suddenly his right hand swung out, striking a heavy palm. A loud "thud" was heard, hitting the nape of Lán Líng Wáng's neck. Immediately, he went limp and fainted to the ground.

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  That evening, Zhang Gui had just entered the Golden House when he retreated from the tunnel.

  The rest of the things were all arranged by Xiao Mo, and she didn't need to worry about them.

  At the third watch, Xiao Mo arrived at her side, and together they lifted their heads to admire the raging flames. "The tunnel will be blocked soon, and from now on, King Lanling will never know that you are still alive."

  Looking at Zhang Qi's indifferent face, in the red flames, Xiao Mo in white clothes fluttered, with a bright smile on his face.

  He looked at her gently and said softly: "A Qie..."

  Zhang Qi turned back.

  Under the moonlight, her exquisite features emitted a faint glow, so close yet so far. This glow was unlike any other time, as if the flames burning thousands of steps away had reduced the former Zhang Guiyan to ashes...

  She looked at Xiao Mo and said quietly: "As soon as my death is announced, without mentioning Gao Chang Gong, even the Emperor will suspect you first. Mo, send me out of the city tomorrow. Arrange a courtyard for me outside the city, or let me enter a temple. She lowered her eyelids and said lightly, almost temptingly: "Place me in a location that only you know..."

  Looking for pink tickets.

  In addition, I recommend "Carved Railings and Jade Stairs"'s new book "Regretful Marriage", introduction as follows:

  She wanted to follow the Tian Tian flow, he wanted to follow the Hou Gong flow, her skills were shallow, so she was put on a tea table...

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  After a serious illness, he wants to strive hard, he wants to be self-reliant, he wants to lead his whole family to a well-off life, with a row of beautiful daughters behind him.

  She can only work hard to grow up quickly and hope to find a satisfactory husband as soon as possible.

  After working hard for several years, I still can't keep up with others' pace of getting promoted, making a fortune and marrying a wife.

  Lolita and mature women fly together, noble ladies and elegant songstresses PK.

  Busy rescuing fire, Liu Niang's pear mountain is big.

  She's only ten years old...

  Is there anyone willing to take her home right now?

  She assured the party that she had a large dowry!