Ren Yi returned to Yongning Palace and rushed to the warm room to report to Wan Yuyao,

"Your Grace, everything is done."

Wan Yuyao was half-lying on the bed. Her brand-new underwear was wide open, showing her plump breasts.

"How is it?"

The seductive woman leaned slightly with her sinister eyes fixed on the eunuch.

"Don't worry, Your Grace. I tied a stone to Nanny Tong's body personally and sank her into Jinli Lake."

"Well, how about Chuxiu Palace?" The woman raised her brows coldly.

The eunuch lowered his head and smiled,

"Sufficient sleeping pills were added into their dinner before delivered. It's enough for them to sleep for two days and it can't be detected by the silver hairpin at all. Once they opened their eyes, those two could only chat with King of Hell in the nether world."

"Hahaha... "

Wan Yuyao looked up and laughed wildly. She then restrained her expression and said,

"You did a good job this time. I will reward you tomorrow. You can leave now. I'm tired."

"Thank you, Your Grace. I'm leaving."

…

Leng Qingtang and Gu Yunxi were discussing matters in the room when Cheng Wanli brought people into the yard.

"Master, there is a letter from Southern Jiang."

This was the first sentence Cheng Wanli said when he entered the room. His wide-open eyes were filled with endless joy.

Gu Yunxi slowly stood up from the chair with startled eyes.

"Where is the letter?" Leng Qingtang raised his eyebrows, feeling excited.

"Master, it's on my body. The colleagues in the post house urged us to hand over the secret letter to you personally."

The guard drew a thick letter from his chest and presented it to Gu Yunxi with both hands.

Leng Qingtang sized up the guard who was swarthy, thin, and travel-stained from head to foot. Knowing how hard it was to send a letter to the capital at top speed, he said considerately,

"Thanks for your hard work. Go back and have a rest for a few days. Wanli, give some more money to him later."

The guard thanked him and left then.

Leng Qingtang took out the letter, signaling Chiliarch and Gu Yunxi to come closer. The three people gathered around the light to read it carefully.

The letter was written by Sun Min, Governor of Guangdong and Guangxi. He gave a detailed account of the information he had obtained during his unannounced visit to Southern Jiang since January.

According to the investigation, Wan Li's private soldiers hidden in Guangxi totaled more than 80,000 and were at Donglan, Nadi, and Nandan respectively. The leader of them was exactly the leader of Lang Family in the local Dong Tribe, so they were also known as "Lang Army" in the local area.

This secret letter was very important!

With it, the Eastern Depot could effectively grasp the strength of this army and formulate a series of effective combat plans in the future.

In the candlelight, the pupils of the three people shone brightly and Gu Yunxi even cried with joy.

Lord Shen Wan Zong was the murderer who killed her biological father Zheng Ran and slaughtered her whole family. Many years later, his daughter Wan Yuyao murdered the concubines in the Palace, causing unjust cases in the imperial harem.

With the letter in hand, the Eastern Depot could finally fight back!

Leng Qingtang looked at Gu Yunxi deeply, his deep voice trembling,

"Girl, this top-secret letter has come just at the right time!"

Gu Yunxi nodded vigorously, smiled, and shed tears. Her small hands clenched into fists. She said,

"With it, we can fight against the Wan clan then!"

Some footsteps stopped abruptly on the corridor and Xiaoshen said in an anxious voice from outside,

"Master, the informant reported that the Palace is on fire!"

The night was dim and the Palace was in complete darkness.

At about eleven o'clock, bursts of black smoke billowed from Chuxiu Palace and then surging flames could be seen.

Countless flames went straight into the sky like a fierce snake, illuminating most of the sky in an instant.

Countless night owls hovered and flapped their wings under the smoky sky, crying miserably in fright.

Leng Qingtang led people into the Palace without much resistance.

The fire in Chuxiu Palace was fierce and most of the Honour Guards at the gate of divine prowess were transferred to carry sand and water. Nobody had time to care about people in the Eastern Depot!

Gu Yunxi was stunned when she arrived there. In her suddenly condensed pupils, Chuxiu Palace was surrounded by fierce flames.

Dozens of water wheels drove along the palace road and there were more than a dozen carts on the opposite side which transported sand.

"Her Grace... And Madam Jinzhu... They are inside!" Gu Yunxi shouted.

"Put out the fire quickly!"

Leng Qingtang gave an order and the guards then acted immediately, carrying buckets, fetching water, and taking turns to throw water on the fire with countless palace maids.

The fire was too fierce, which couldn't be put out at all. In the red glow, the figures of people running around were just like weak and humble ants.

With a boom, the ridge collapsed.

The chaotic people fell silent, watching the ruined walls in the blazing flames, and they no longer had the motivation to fight against the fire.

"Her Grace! Her Grace is still inside! Don't stop! Go help!"

Gu Yunxi cried heartbreakingly. She yelled, grabbed a bucket from a eunuch, scooped half a bucket of water from the water wheel, and staggered towards the fire.

Leng Qingtang saw it and pushed up a cart of sand by himself, yelling，

"Go on!"

He knew clearly at this moment that the people in Chuxiu Palace couldn’t be saved.

The current efforts were all in vain. They were just trying to make up for it and trying their best to make the fire not affect other places.

When the fire was just on, the gate of Chuxiu Palace’s outer yard was bolted with a brass lock. At that time, people couldn't approach the fire, let alone break into the house. They could only work around the periphery of the fire.

Gu Yunxi threw two buckets of water at the high flames and when she went to the water wheel again, there was no water anymore.

She threw the bucket in grief and anger, looking towards the sea of fire with watery eyes.

At this moment, the flames filled her eyes and the hot temperature pricked her pupils.

The girl's eyes suddenly turned sharp. She pressed her lips tightly and rushed towards the fire. When she was about to enter the palatial garden, a white figure stopped her suddenly.

She ran into him without looking back.

The person's voice was too high-pitched and he seemed to tear his throat when he yelled,

"Fool! What are you doing?"

And then he grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back.

"Let me go! Let me go! Ming Lan, let me go!"

Gu Yunxi cried and protested until her back touched the rough tree trunk dozens of meters away.

"Let me go! Concubine Xu is inside! I have to help her!"

The girl hit Ming Lan desperately, crying so badly.

Ming Lan pressed her tightly. His eyes were raised high, and the blue veins on his forehead and temples stood out violently. He looked so angry and anxious.

"You are crazy! The fire is too fierce. Now it's too late!"

Gu Yunxi glared at Ming Lan, crying and cursing.

"Get out of my way! I don't need you to show your fake kindness! It's all because of you! You are the people who murder Her Grace!"

A cold wind swept towards her suddenly. After a clear sound, Gu Yunxi turned dizzy and her cheek was aching.

She calmed down completely. Tears filled her eyes. She then looked up at Ming Lan.

His hideous and terrifying facial features turned normal in the silence. He fixed his dim eyes on the sad but stubborn girl, saying in a light voice,

"Gu Yunxi, I don't want you to die. I want you to live well."

Gu Yunxi rolled her eyes, looking stunned. She watched Ming Lan turn around quietly. His white back was reflected in the red fire and he let out a long and sad sigh when he walked away slowly.

"You'll get what you deserve one day... "

…

On Zhanxing Tower, High Priest Yu Xuanji leaned on the top floor, holding the marble fence with his hands.

He narrowed his eyes to look at the red sky. The dazzling redness made him think of the night when his family was destroyed.

At that time, Yu Xuanji was not present. But from the description of Leng Qingtang, he could imagine that the fire at that night must be as tragic and beautiful as the fire this night...

The dark clouds in the sky gathered together, lightning flashed and thunder rumbling, as if millions of troops were hiding in the clouds and fought fiercely.

Yu Xuanji looked up at the flickering clouds under the thunder and lightning with sharp eyes.

He gave a flick of his red sleeves and stretched his hand, saying in a solemn voice,

"Xuyue, give me the soul-bringing charm."

The boy paused, but didn't dare to ask more, and hurriedly ran into the room to fetch a golden triangle paper charm.

Yu Xuanji held it with two fingers, opened his mouth, murmuring, and then threw the paper charm into the air.

The golden triangle drew a perfect curve in the sky. Under the guidance of Yu Xuanji's gesture, it unfolded into a long strip shape, hovering.

And then Yu Xuanji shouted loudly,

"Stop!"

The long paper charm began to roll on its own as if something was tightly wrapped in it. The bright yellow paper suddenly appeared red and then a row of red runes appeared.

Yu Xuanji spread out his five fingers, murmuring, and watched the rolling paper charm flying into his hand by the wind. He then gently held it in his palm.

The boy delivered the mutton fat jade bottle to him tacitly and the paper charm fell into the bottle. The boy pressed the cork and held it in his hands, bending over to ask Yu Xuanji,

"Your Eminence, what should I do with this?"

Yu Xuanji's eyes looked complicated. After thinking about it, he said sadly,

"Put it into Sixiang Hut first. She is too hostile because she died unjustly and it can almost change the astronomical phenomenon. Just transform the evil spirit first."

"Yes."

The boy replied slightly and then turned around to go downstairs.