The Queen has arrived: An Lingrong does not want to fight in the palace after her rebirth

Li Ying sniffed and there seemed to be a burnt smell in the air.

She lowered her eyes to hide the mockery in them.

She had taken great pains to set up this plan, originally thinking that she could just kill Xia Dongchun.

But the Queen was greedy and wanted to use Xia Dongchun as bait to involve An Lingrong as well.

But why didn’t the Queen think about the fact that after Xia Dongchun died, Concubine Duan would also be in danger.

By then, An Lingrong will have lost two allies at once, and it will be easy to deal with her.

It seems that the queen has been dazzled by her previous victories and has become more and more self-centered. She says that the longer the night, the more troubles she will have. Tonight is a godsend opportunity.

Li Ying felt a strong sense of powerlessness in her heart. Even if she had a thousand tricks, what could she do when the commander was too arrogant?

In addition to feeling powerless, she was also worried. According to the plan, after Lin Lan sent Xia Dongchun to Yuedi Yunju for a guest stay, she would return and trick An Lingrong away. But Lin Lan was nowhere to be seen until now. Could something have happened to her?

When Xia Dongchun was about to step into Yuedi Yunju, someone gently pulled him from behind. It turned out to be Jindong.

Xia Dongchun explained the matter clearly in a few words.

"Ms. Ming, if you trust me, I will rescue Miss Danshuang. Please return to the bedroom, change your clothes, and go back to the reception building to find the queen."

Seeing that the usually smiling Rendong was unusually serious, Xia Dongchun knew that the matter was beyond her ability to handle, so she followed the dissuasion and quietly walked away from the other end away from people.

At this time, Xiao Jiangzi was hiding under the incense table in the main hall of Miaozheng Wusheng, listening attentively to the movements outside the hall. His master said that after setting the fire, he must not rush forward recklessly, and he must wait until the most chaotic time, then he can escape.

Honeysuckle sneaked into Yuedi Yunju from a tree on the high ground at the back, and then began to look for Danshuang everywhere.

About a quarter of an hour later, the emperor and his entourage arrived at the main gate in front.

The guards were quickly divided into two parts, half guarding the gates of each palace, and the other half began to put out the fire with fire buckets.

"Sister Honeysuckle, what should we do?"

When Rendong reached the guest house, he happened to meet Xiao Jiangzi who was retreating in the chaos. The two found Danshuang unconscious in a room in the corner of the guest house.

Honeysuckle looked around the room and quickly threw a box of ointment from her arms to Xiao Jiangzi: "Let her smell it."

Then he turned around and went out to check the next room.

At this time, the bright moonlight shone through the doors and windows, and Rendong saw a handsome young monk sleeping soundly on the couch. The moonlight like gauze shone on his handsome face, and a different kind of blush could be seen on his face, which made his cold face look seductive and alluring.

"Bang!" Rendong closed the door all at once, her heart beating uncontrollably. It was not because she was tempted by the beauty, but because she realized something was wrong. There was a raging fire and a lot of noise outside, but this young master was sleeping soundly. No one would believe her if she said there was nothing unusual.

After a moment's thought, Rendong returned to Xiao Jiangzi's room. Danshuang was just awakened by the strong smell of the ointment. She looked around blankly and was about to speak, but Rendong snatched the ointment from Xiao Jiangzi's hand, quickly returned to the next room, scooped a lump of ointment and put it under the monk's nose.

Her unusual movements naturally attracted the two men to follow her, but they did not dare to speak the entire time.

After everything was done, Honeysuckle turned back and said to them coldly, "Don't ask anything, just go."

As soon as the three men left, the handsome monk woke up slowly. He looked at his disheveled self and felt panicked for a moment. He was a traveling monk who came to pay homage after hearing that Bimi Buddha was enshrined in Yuediyunju.

When the monk was at a loss, a rough voice suddenly came from outside the door:

"This is a guest house. Can you go in and see if there is anything unusual?"

The monk became even more suspicious. He quickly straightened his clothes and used a handkerchief to wipe off the ointment under his nose, the smell of which was hitting his forehead.

By the time he had finished tidying up, the two guards had already checked the other rooms and opened his door.

At this time, Rendong led the two of them through twists and turns towards a blind spot, and soon they reached a remote place close to the mountain. With the help of the two, Danshuang followed them to climb over the wall and leave Yuedi Yunju.

After searching all the palaces and pavilions, the guards returned to the front hall to report.

At this moment, Miao Zheng was standing silently in front of the hall, and the fire was finally put out.

The entire side hall was burned down to a blackened frame that was crumbling. The guards who were experienced in dealing with fire situations were constantly checking inside. Whether the fire was accidental or man-made, there would be traces left behind.

The white-bearded monk Mingshen and more than a dozen monks stood solemnly with their hands folded, waiting for the emperor's inquiries at any time.

After nearly half an hour, a guard finally found two burnt rats from the pile of burnt debris.

"Your Majesty, based on the traces left at the fire scene, I have preliminarily determined that the fire was caused by a rat falling into an oil lamp, knocking over the candle, and then carrying the lamp oil with it as it fled, which led to sparks." The commander of the guards reported the conclusion of his investigation to the emperor.

What a surprise? The emperor turned his gaze to Ming Shen:

"Are there really a lot of rats here?"

Although Mingshen is a Buddhist, he needs to interact and deal with people at any time in the royal temple, so he has long been trained to be sensitive. It depends on how the emperor handles this incident tonight. If it is determined to be an accident, everyone will be happy. If it is further investigated, all the monks will be held accountable.

"Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful and compassionate to all living beings. Rats are also living beings."

Although Master Mingshen spoke tactfully, the Emperor understood. He had always believed in Buddhism. He believed that feeding mice with sesame oil and even cutting meat to feed eagles was a way to save all living beings. In addition, the guards did not find anything unusual in Yuedi Mingju, so he understood.

"In this case, it is a coincidence. After the first month of the year, I will have the Ministry of Internal Affairs renovate the side hall."

Ming Shen clasped his hands together and bowed slightly to the emperor: "Amitabha, your majesty has infinite merits and virtues. May the Buddha bless our emperor to live a long and boundless life."

After the emperor led his men away, Monk Mingshen's eyes, which were full of wisdom, suddenly gleamed with brilliance:

"Gather all disciples for the evening class in the Buddhist temple."

In the introduction building, when Concubine Qi saw Xia Dongchun coming in with her maid, her pupils dilated instantly and her face was full of disbelief.

Li Ying's emotions were churning even more fiercely. How could Xia Dongchun come out of Yuedi Yunju? Where was Lin Lan?

The queen smiled reluctantly and just asked Xia Dongchun to sit down, not wanting to say anything else.

As for the rabbits, the little ones had already collapsed and were sleeping soundly in their nurse's arms. Anyone who asked about this would be an idiot.

At almost midnight, the emperor returned.

Even when the Lantern Festival fire was identified as an accident, people who were good at flattery said that the fire started in the south, which was a sign of the arrival of the Vermillion Bird, truly serving the purpose of bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new.

Thus, the last bit of discomfort in the emperor's heart was smoothed out, and he asked all the ministers and their families to leave early, while the important ministers and relatives stayed in the Old Summer Palace to rest.

Everyone has their own destination for a while.

It was introduced that someone on a crooked tree on the hill behind the building quietly broke free from his restraints, bent down and disappeared into the woods.