This day, the palace.
In Jingren Palace, palace servants sprinkled anti-plague powder inside and outside the palace.
Empress Duan signaled, and Qingdai sent the serving palace maids away.
"Is your Majesty the one who is worried about Hanyu Temple?"
Empress Duan frowned.
"The emperor left the city the day before yesterday and went to Hanyu Temple, claiming to be inspecting the disaster. However, I know that the emperor went to see Sheng Shi. He still couldn't let her go."
Qingdai offers a decoction that clears away heat and detoxifies.
"I'm afraid that after the epidemic, Sheng will be taken into the palace as an exception. Your Majesty should make a decision as soon as possible."
Queen Duan drank and pondered,
"I have no intention of harming anyone, but this woman is too terrifying. The Emperor's feelings for her are beyond imagination. He tolerates her time and time again, even lowering his dignity to meet her."
After a long while, she put down the bowl and said sternly:
"Go and make the arrangements. Be careful not to involve me and the Duan family."
"Don't worry, your majesty. Our people won't have to take action."
That night, the Yangxin Palace was brightly lit.
Xuan Ling discussed disaster relief strategies along the route from the south to the capital with several ministers.
The desk was piled high with memorials and maps, and everyone looked solemn.
Eunuch Fu brought a cup of red ginseng tea and said respectfully:
"Your Majesty, it's late at night. Please have some ginseng tea to refresh yourself."
Xuan Ling rubbed his sore temples and drank half a cup. He caught a glimpse of Jiang Jiang sleeping on the couch not far away.
He tiptoed over, picked up the little girl, and carried her into the inner hall.
Jiang Jiang rubbed against his arms, muttered "Father", and fell into deep sleep again.
Xuan Ling also fell asleep quickly due to days of hard work.
In the dream, in the Zixi Palace in the ninth heaven, a green gourd vine in the courtyard was being devoured by a ball of six-flavor true fire.
The peony flowers nearby woke up in the flames and anxiously fanned their leaves in an attempt to put out the fire, but it only made the fire burn even more fiercely.
"What should we do? Little Gourd Flower will be burned to death!"
The peony flower desperately used its spiritual power to put out the fire, but the flames burned its leaves instead, and it screamed:
"Emperor, save me! Save us!"
Xuan Ling suddenly woke up, sat up from the dragon bed, and cold sweat covered his forehead.
He held his pounding heart and muttered to himself:
"It's this dream again... The peonies raised by Emperor Xuanxi? Who are they from?
That gourd vine...why does it look so much like the one Yanyan brought back from Longlu Temple?"
I remembered that Sheng Xiyan once murmured that the gourd vine was picked up when she was praying for a child, and it was a gift from God.
Could it be... that this dream indicates that Yanyan and the child are in danger?
"not good!"
Xuan Ling suddenly stood up, tucked the quilt in for Jiang Jiang, grabbed his outer robe and rushed out, shouting:
"Come here! Immediately assemble a hundred imperial guards and a hundred secret guards and follow me out of the palace!
Also, have the fire brigade go with me!"
Soon, the sound of horse hooves was heard outside the palace gate and then disappeared into the dark night.
In Hanyu Temple, Sheng Xiyan slept from noon to night due to fatigue from days of hard work.
Because more than a thousand refugees came outside the temple, everyone in the temple was very busy.
In the kitchen next door, Meixiang was sitting by the stove, making chicken soup, and she was so sleepy that she kept dozing off.
The male and female evil spirits were guarding the yard, and they couldn't help but doze off with their heads on their elbows.
Suddenly, the big female heard a rustling sound in the backyard, and suddenly woke up and nudged the little female:
"You stay here, I'll go check in the backyard."
The filly yawned and nodded drowsily.
The eldest female walked around the backyard with a lantern, but found nothing and muttered to herself:
"Maybe it's a wild fox."
Just then, a slight noise came from the house.
A black shadow jumped out from the ground. It turned out to be a thief who could escape underground.
He was very good at martial arts. He glanced at Sheng Xiyan who was sleeping soundly on the bed, then quietly went to the table and started searching.
"Prescription...where is the prescription?"
Finally, he found a prescription under a medical book, and greed flashed in his eyes.
"That's it! With it, I'll get my one thousand taels reward!"
He stuffed the prescription into his arms and heard a noise coming from outside.
"We can't stay here for long, let's go!"
He quickly escaped underground and disappeared into the darkness.
Daci came back from the backyard and saw Meixiang asleep, so she took the chicken soup off the stove.
Suddenly, she heard a strange noise coming from the roof and rushed out of the house.
The filly pointed to the sky and exclaimed, "Fire! Look!"
Countless flaming arrows flew towards the house like raindrops, instantly setting the roof on fire.
The big female's face changed drastically, and she shouted loudly: "Secret Guard! Come out and put out the fire!"
Twenty shadow guards rushed over upon hearing the noise, several secret guards chased the thieves who shot the arrows in the direction from which the rockets came, and the rest hurriedly fetched water to put out the fire.
Daci was extremely anxious and was about to rush into the house to save people when a burning beam suddenly collapsed and knocked her to the ground.
"My wife is still in there! Save her quickly!" The big female shouted while enduring the severe pain.
Seventy-two rockets fell to the ground like meteors, and the talisman paper nailed to the window frame ignited with a faint blue flame.
The young female swung her sword to split the falling beam, sparks flew in, and the beam collapsed, blocking the exit.
Inside the house, Sheng Xiyan was awakened by the thick smoke. When she opened her eyes, she saw flames shooting up from the doors and windows.
She was so frightened that she got out of bed, and a piece of burning wood fell at her feet, instantly setting the curtains on fire.
"Xuan Lang... I'm so scared..."
Sheng Xiyan curled up in the corner, her hands covering her abdomen, her vision blurred by tears.
At the critical moment, the gourd vine at the head of the bed suddenly flew up, emitting a dazzling green light, and turned into a barrier to protect Sheng Xiyan.
Inside the barrier, she could not feel the heat of the fireworks, but she saw the gourd vine gradually withering in the flames.
"Gourds are plants and are afraid of fire... What should I do?"
She trembled as she grabbed the bodhi wood rosary, clasped her hands together, and prayed softly:
"God bless you, save me and my babies..."
At the same time, in the Lianyuan outside the Three Realms, the Demon Lord Qingtian, who had been sleeping for ten thousand years, suddenly opened his eyes.
A trace of anxiety flashed across his handsome and evil face:
"Oh no, my daughter is in trouble!"
Before he finished speaking, a black-red light flew out from his body, breaking through the Lianyuan barrier.
Go straight to the human world.
Inside the tiled courtyard, the barrier of the gourd vines was getting weaker and weaker. Sheng Xiyan stretched out her hand and said weakly:
"Come, into my hands... Stop struggling, you will be burned to death..."
Just as the barrier was about to break, an evil laugh sounded:
"My dear daughter, your father is here to save you!"
In the tile courtyard, Hua Xia and Ruan Niang poured a bucket of water on themselves and were about to rush into the house to save Sheng Xiyan.
Suddenly, a dark red light appeared in the night sky. The firefighters were frozen in place and time froze.
"What a father-daughter bond, hahaha..."
A teasing male voice pierced through the sea of fire, and the dark red demonic energy condensed into an unparalleled handsome figure.
The dazzling light swept across the burning house, and the raging flames were extinguished in an instant.
The Demon Lord's fingertips brushed across Sheng Xiyan's head, and the glass barrier of the gourd shattered:
"How did your little princess get yourself into such a mess? Huh?"
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