Ren Yong'an propped his forehead with his hand and shook his dizzy head: "Go, go see if Lu Xiaoyun is here yet."
Qinglian staggered out of the door, only to see a multitude of figures, unable to discern whether Lu Xiaoyun had arrived.
She closed her eyes to clear her mind, then leaned against the wall and went back into the room: "Miss, no, she didn't come."
"Wait a little longer. Lu Xiaoyun is very fond of Zhu Yu, so there's no way she won't come."
Ren Yong'an felt her body gradually getting hot, but she thought it was because she was getting impatient and didn't think much of it.
Suddenly, a scream shattered the tranquility of Liaohu Residence.
The three people inside the second-floor room changed their expressions and looked towards the lampstand. They saw flames shooting into the sky and hundreds of flaming arrows hurtling upwards from below the lampstand with a whooshing sound.
Countless arrows lost their momentum and fell halfway, either igniting the clothes of passersby or hanging on lanterns everywhere, setting them ablaze.
Almost instantly, the entire street was engulfed in flames.
The panicked people ran around in a chaotic and disorganized manner.
Screams, cries, and agonizing wails filled the once bustling Zhuque Street in Shengjing City.
Some civilians who couldn't dodge in time were knocked to the ground and were instantly engulfed by the crowd, trampled to death in no time.
Lu Xiaoyun's expression was solemn. She had indeed discussed with Qi Shaocheng a couple of days ago about causing some trouble during the Lantern Festival, and then having Qi Shaocheng lead people to rescue the old emperor, thereby gaining the old emperor's trust.
But that's definitely not the case.
Therefore, someone really wanted to assassinate the old emperor.
Who is it!
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