Burning Fire (Complete Volume)
After Jiang Jingyuan reacted, he did not struggle. He followed the force of the hand and slowly retreated away from the palace gate, but he could still see the scene inside the palace through the gap in the door.
The scorching wind blew out of the palace door lightly and rushed towards Jiang Jingyuan with bared fangs and claws, leaving the magnificent palace in a mess.
The crimson flames reflected on the surface of Jiang Jingyuan's dark eyes. Jiang Jingyuan was stunned as he saw the solemn and elegant figure in the hall.
Sparks climbed up the hanging curtains little by little, and large orange flames jumped on the tilted tables and chairs, as if a person was standing quietly in the sea of fire in purgatory.
Her black hair was tied up, and she was wearing a complicated robe with layers of layers embroidered with mysterious and ancient gold patterns. She stood there upright, looking up at the sky, as if she were a pilgrim.
Pious and solemn.
The flames eroded the hem of her clothes and rubbed her fingertips affectionately. She remained motionless in the sea of fire, as if she could not feel the pain, or as if she was a puppet who had long lost her soul.
She just looked up calmly.
"Bang!"
The candlestick fell over, and the huge flames in purgatory suddenly jumped up, instantly engulfing the stunning figure.
"The fire is coming! The fire is coming—"
The palace maids who realized what was happening came running over in panic, shouting.
"Go!" The hand that had been holding Jiang Jingyuan's wrist suddenly exerted force, and the person behind him took Jiang Jingyuan to avoid the palace servants who came over, and ran away without looking back.
The sky is clear and of light blue.
Beside the shimmering Tianshui Pond, willow trees sway their branches gently in the wind.
Jiang Jingqian let go of Jiang Jingyuan's hand, took two steps back, and raised his face as if he wanted to smile apologetically at her, but with a smile on his lips, tears welled up in his eyes.
Jiang Jingyuan opened his mouth slightly, paused, took a step forward hesitantly, and subconsciously raised his hand, but didn't know how to comfort her.
Jiang Jingqian raised the corners of his mouth as he looked at her, smiled and shook his head gently. Although his tears were streaming, there was a relaxed smile in his eyes.
By the pool, the wind blew in gusts, and the sound of flowing water was very light. The two stood by the pool, listening to the movements of heaven and earth. No one spoke, only Jiang Jingqian shed silent tears.
That smile seemed to be fixed on his face. The surging tears gradually subsided. Jiang Jingqian's face was covered with tear marks, but his eyes were smiling as he looked at Jiang Jingyuan. He slowly opened his mouth, "Puchi..." He couldn't help laughing, raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face, and his voice was slow, with a faintly creepy smile:
"Freed..."
There was a smile in his beautiful eyes, a smile that was sometimes relaxed, sometimes crazy. He murmured unconsciously: "What are we? Are we abandoned children? Are we trash who deserve to be abandoned... Why... Why..."
Jiang Jingyuan looked at him, her heart suddenly beating faster, and then sank to the bottom of the valley. She lowered her eyes, moved her feet slightly, and wanted to retreat. Suddenly, she heard Jiang Jingqian call her and asked softly, "Are you leaving?"
Jiang Jingyuan raised his eyes.
Jiang Jingqian suppressed his smile, his face expressionless, looking at her absentmindedly, his eyes filled with a thin layer of mist.
Jiang Jingyuan stopped and looked at him without saying anything.
Jiang Jingqian laughed again, a tear falling from the corner of his eye. He laughed in confusion and asked softly, "Your Highness Jing Yuan, where else can I go?"
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Jiang Jingyuan, dressed in a goose-yellow dress, walked on the gray-blue stone brick road, her sleeves fluttering like butterfly wings in the breeze, moving slowly forward against the flow of people.
The palace servants who were passing by walked hurriedly with panicked looks. They ran past Jiang Jingyuan in a hurry, but no one noticed her.
Jiang Jingyuan suddenly felt something and looked up and turned back.
The thick smoke gradually dissipated into the sky. At a glance, the sky remained clear, with three or five kites of various shapes floating leisurely in the sky. When Jiang Jingyuan turned around, he saw that the kite's string seemed to have been cut, and the three or five kites, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing, drifted upwards unsteadily...
It started slowly, then it got faster and faster, flew farther and farther, so high that it seemed to be flying away from the mundane world...
"clang--"
In a trance, Jiang Jingyuan seemed to hear the sound of a bell. In his field of vision, the three or five beautiful kites in the sky seemed to be blocked by an invisible barrier, and instantly turned into powder, like scattered starlight.
Jiang Jingyuan looked stunned.
"Your Highness Jing Yuan..."
Jiang Jingyuan turned around and saw Runiang standing in front of her with a brocade box in her hand and a wry smile on her face.
"What does the Queen mean?" Jiang Jingyuan asked.
Runiang smiled and shook her head. "Runiang will no longer be able to serve His Highness, but the others will be at His Highness' disposal."
She smiled sadly: "In front of the sky, people are very small, and in the end I just don't want anyone to know about this person's past."
Tears welled in her eyes. "Everyone has a youth. The stories of that youth are later covered up and forgotten in every possible way. But it is only in youth that one can truly be themselves..."
Jiang Jingyuan reached out to take the brocade box, lowered his eyes, and gently stroked the patterns on the box with his fingertips.
She turned her back to the direction of the wind, and the wind carried her back to the palace in gusts and closed the door. This palace was far away from people.
Opening the brocade box, a thin book was quietly placed inside.
I opened the book and saw on the first page:
"My name is Rong Yanyan, um... Rong Yanyan... Rong Yanyan... I want to travel the world with my sword. Rong Yanyan also wants to see the beautiful mountains and rivers they talk about... So, Rong Yanyan will escape to a distant place next year!"
The pages turned, and the white fingertips pressed the last page, which was wrinkled by tears and read:
"I'm going to the palace."
Closing the booklet with both hands, Jiang Jingyuan looked out the window. No trace of birds could be found jumping on the branches, and the trembling branches pointed straight to the sky.
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For half a month, the sky was gray, as if it was observing a long moment of silence for someone.
"Your Highness! Your Highness——"
"Your Highness—Your Highness Jing Yuan! The imperial edict has arrived—"
The palace door was wide open, and the girl wrapped in a plush cloak turned around. Her calm dark eyes looked lightly at the palace servants running outside the door.
"The imperial edict has arrived—"
The air was filled with warm fragrance. A group of palace maids were kneeling in the palace. The only girl standing was a girl in white holding the imperial edict in both hands. She lowered her head slightly and looked at it for a moment, then slowly rolled it up and casually handed it to the nearest palace maid.
The palace maid who knocked her forehead against the backs of her folded hands trembled, raised her waist, presented the bright yellow imperial edict in her hands, lowered her head, stood up carefully, and retreated.
Immediately afterwards, the palace maids who were kneeling on the ground stood up with their heads lowered and left the palace silently.
The heavy palace door closed with a dull sound.
Jiang Jingyuan took out a small round bird with a white belly and a black back from the storage bracelet. Sure enough, the round little bird made a crisp "ding" sound the next moment.
The small round bird with a white belly and a black back twisted its body to get out of Jiang Jingyuan's hand, struggled to raise its thin claws to clasp her fingers, stood firm, and jumped step by step into her open palm, stretched out its wings and took out a roll of paper from the small bamboo tube in its claws.
A small piece of rolled-up paper flew on its wings at a speed visible to the naked eye and grew larger. "Swish!" The little round bird pinched the paper with its wings, shook it, and held it high to show the girl in front of it.
Jiang Jingyuan looked at it and saw the yellowed paper with the words, "Your Highness is going to the Xu family in Ling Commandery, also known as the Anshun Marquisate. His Majesty has sent others to accompany you, so Your Highness can go with your magical tools without any worries."
After taking a quick look, Jiang Jingyuan seemed to be lost in thought.
“Go with peace of mind”, but is the prerequisite “bring magical instruments with you”?
Jiang Jingyuan recalled the imperial edict that had been delivered not long ago. His eyes darkened and a sense of uneasiness and vigilance rose in his heart.
Why her?
Marquis Anshun had passed away, and the Emperor had appointed her to offer condolences on his behalf. She was to travel to Ling County three days later… Jiang Jingyuan's brows furrowed slightly. How could this be so sudden? And why would the Emperor think of her? Was it someone else's suggestion, or was it the Emperor's own idea?
Jiang Jingyuan gathered her composure, looked up at the letter held by the little round bird, and with a flicker of thought, she replied to Rong Yejin, saying she understood. She didn't ask any further questions, nor did she have much to think about. Rong Yejin had already explained everything she could...
No matter whether the road ahead is a bright and sunny road or a dangerous place, she has to take this trip no matter how she guesses.
Jiang Jingyuan felt at ease.
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Three days later.
It seemed that God would not stop for anyone. The sky became bright again, and the golden sunlight once again filled the earth. There was no cloud in the sky, and there was no trace of the previous haze.
A flock of birds flew into the blue sky over the distant mountains. On the official road outside the capital, someone lowered his head and softly called out, "Your Highness Jing Yuan," then stepped aside to make way.
A fair and tender hand lifted the curtain embroidered with dark patterns, and the hanging beads made a crisp sound when they collided. The girl in white walked into the carriage lightly, as light as a bird.
A thin curtain embroidered with dark patterns fluttered down, blocking the scorching sun and concealing the girl's calm and indifferent face.
"Your Highness Jing Yuan, it's time for us to set off." Someone whispered outside the carriage.
The girl in the carriage cast her eyes calmly on the coffee table in front of her. When she heard the voice, she said "hmm" slowly.
"yes!"
Upon receiving the response, the driver threw the reins and shouted:
"Set off——"
Between the boundless sky and earth, the sunlight fell on the official road, emitting a faint white glow. A team of carriages and horses galloped past, and the wind pressure it brought bent large tracts of half-human-high weeds on both sides of the road.
Jiang Jingyuan leaned back in the carriage and closed his eyes to rest.
The golden sunlight had become weak when it shone through the curtains into the carriage, and fell on the girl's face, with a slight orange-red tint that was not scorching, and a peaceful and tranquil scene.
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Seven days later.
Anqing City.
Jiang Jingyuan's already slightly pale face now looked even paler. She took a deep breath in the carriage to suppress the dizziness in her head. She thought with a faint gritted teeth, "Is it necessary to take such a retro carriage when we can obviously use the teleportation array?!"
Seven days! Two hours after setting out on the first day, she began to feel overwhelmed. God knows how she could endure these seven days.
At this moment, the carriage slowly came to a stop. A man walked out and whispered, "Your Highness, we have arrived at Anqing City."
Jiang Jingyuan immediately swallowed down countless messy thoughts, said "hmm", slowed down, and stood up and got off the carriage.
Voices reached her ears from across the street. Jiang Jingyuan got off the carriage and looked up to see that the officials traveling with her had already started talking with the postmaster. When they saw her coming, they had already finished their conversation and hurriedly sent someone to take Jiang Jingyuan to rest first.
at night.
In a daze, half asleep and half awake, Jiang Jingyuan seemed to hear the whirring sound of the wind, like the howling of ghosts and wolves.
As soon as doubts arose in her mind, she felt a chill all around her, and it seemed as if a cold wind was blowing behind her.
“???”
“!!!”
Jiang Jingyuan suddenly woke up.
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