Chapter 338

A sudden accident interrupted Zhuo Qing's words. Qingfeng didn't know whether it was disappointment or Rejoice? Because at the moment, she is already worried. If this person says "I am not", what should she do?!

"Master!" The closed door was pushed open by Poria cocos, and she looked a little flustered. Without waiting for Qingfeng to open her mouth, she had already walked to her side and whispered, "the cold palace is on fire!"

Fire? Qingfeng still had a moment of stupor. Then he thought of the people living in the cold palace. He was shocked. He immediately stood up. After a moment of thinking, he shouted: "come! Come on! "

"Mother?" Outside, Lan'er's timid voice came.

"Lan'er, Shen Yao comes here."

"The maidservant is here." Qingfeng's tone was very urgent. They did not dare to delay. They trotted into the inner room. They saw the little prince lying flat on the bed. Before they knew what was going on, they heard their mother say, "take good care of the prince." Then quickly walked to the hospital, tuckahoe also hurriedly followed out.

Qingfeng left in a hurry, as if he had forgotten Zhuoqing's existence. It's just a fire in the cold palace. Why is Qingfeng so anxious? Anxious to the point where even the child has a fever, Zhuo Qing feels strange and decides to follow her.

Green maple walked very fast, Zhuo Qing trotted all the way, just barely catching up. Not far away, we can see the smoke. The pungent smell of smoke is gradually diffuse, and the noisy voice is getting closer. Zhuo Qing suspects that the cold palace should be near. It's strange that the green maple, who was still windy at the foot just now, is slowing down. It's a bit of a stroll. Zhuo Qing is motionless, still following slowly.

More and more noisy in front of him, Qingfeng shouted loudly, "what are you shouting about?"

The voice of Qingrun is a little impatient and lazy. In a word, Zhuo Qing's eyes are slightly narrowed, observing Qingfeng while paying attention to the surrounding situation. There is a lot of smoke and dust, but there is no heat wave. It is estimated that the fire is not big or has been extinguished.

Hearing the woman's voice, a eunuch trotted over with a look of swearing, but as soon as he saw the person coming, the eunuch's face slightly changed, he immediately knelt down and asked for peace: "the lady of the Qing Dynasty is thousands of years old and thousands of years old."

Qingfeng looked at him and asked, "who are you?"

"If I go back to my mother, I am Zhang Shunan, the eunuch in charge of the house of internal affairs."

"Get up, the cold palace is fine. How can it catch fire?"

"It's dry and dry in winter. There's no one around the cold palace to take care of it. Maybe the Martian characters from nowhere are on fire. Don't worry, the fire is not big. It's estimated that it's gone."

At this time, the smoke really dissipated. Qingfeng looked up and saw no one else except the eunuch and the palace maid. Where is Zhen Zhen Zhen? Qingfeng was worried, but he said: "what about the people in the cold palace? Are they all burned? "

The people who put out the fire were all standing by. They were only focused on putting out the fire at that time. The people in the cold palace were not important. Who would pay attention to them? Now Qingfeng asked, but no one could answer. Zhang Shunan was about to send someone to the cold palace to have a look. A woman with scattered hair and dusty body suddenly stepped forward and said, "my master is ill and can't get out of bed in the inner room."

Qingfeng narrowed his eyes slightly to see that the person who was blackened was dancing?! The heart is more worried, but the face can't move, sneer, Qingfeng hum: "sick? What disease is so serious? I'd like to go in and have a look. "

"Niangniang, the dust here is too big, your body is precious, or..." Zhang Shunan hurriedly went up to dissuade her. Qingfeng ignored her, but she still went into the cold palace. Zhang Shunan wanted to catch up, but Fu Ling stopped her at the palace gate.

Zhang Shunan did not dare to say any more. He couldn't help sighing. Just between concubines, he saw a lot of things like this.

Green maple into the cold palace, tuckahoe dutifully guard to the door, it seems that others are not going in. Zhuo Qing went to the wall of the cold palace, and her eyes fell on several scorched places. She could not help frowning slightly.

It's almost the same as when I came last time. The room is as empty as before. When I look around, I don't see Zhen Zhen's figure. Qingfeng is in a bit of a hurry and shouts: "Zhen Zhen?"

"Zhen Zhen?"

Qingfeng shouted several times. The curtain on the north side of the room suddenly moved. Qingfeng looked at it. Zhen Zhen was coming out of it. The curtain was not big. If he didn't look carefully, he might have ignored it.

"You?" Zhen Zhen obviously didn't think that the visitor was Qingfeng.

Qingfeng looked at her up and down. Her face was a little haggard. The color of panic on her face was fading. She didn't see any big obstacle in her body. She took back her sight. Qingfeng asked in a low voice, "what about the children?"

Zhen Zhen hesitated for a while and said, "here it is." Then she turned to open the curtain and went into the room behind her. Qingfeng quickly followed her.

The small room was also empty, with only an old wooden box beside the window. To the north of the small room is a large window. The window paper has been damaged. The cold wind has been pouring in. It's very cold, but the air here is much cooler than the outside. Zhen Zhen Zhen takes another look at Qingfeng. He seems to be hesitant. At last, he gently opens the wooden box. A thin child is lying quietly on a pile of clothes and sleeping. His thin body is almost submerged by the clothes, leaving only a small face outside. Green maple frowns: "how to put the child in the box?"

Zhen Zhen Zhen's face also flashed a trace of heartache. Then he lowered his head and said, "there's a fire outside. I'm afraid someone will see him when he comes in, so..."

That big smoke just now "Did the child cry?" asked Qingfeng

"I cried for a while at the beginning of smoking, but he never cried very much. Then I held him to the window and he stopped crying." Seeing that the brow of Qingfeng is more tightly wrinkled, Zhen Zhen Zhen hurriedly said: "I really only cried for a while! Those people are busy fighting the fire, they should not have heard. "

In case someone hears the cry of the child, it will reach the Queen's ear Zhen Zhen Zhen is quick and sharp. Seeing that Qingfeng's face has changed a little, he immediately guesses what she thinks in her heart and says: "you can't take away the child!"

"But..." Don't wait for Qingfeng to continue saying, Zhen Zhen strides to the wooden box and pushes Qingfeng back two steps. On his gentle face, he is all Stern: "you will take him away unless I die!"

Determined words will be green maple to say all blocked back, the child is the meat on the mother's heart, how can she not understand? Thinking of the children in his room, Qingfeng's heart suddenly softened. With a sigh, Qingfeng replied, "just take good care of him. I'll let Lin Yuyi come and feel for you and the children."

Qingfeng didn't take the child away forcibly. Zhen Zhen Zhen was a little surprised and finally relieved, "thank you, Qingfeng."

Qingfeng shakes his head. Thank you? I don't know how to deal with the latter.

Green maple also does not stay in the room for a long time. When he comes out of the door, the smoke after the fire has gone away, leaving only a water stain and a strong smell of smoke. "Come here, go to xuanlin royal doctor," said Qingfeng in a loud voice. "No matter how, she was once a woman of the emperor."

"Yes." Zhang Shunan makes a color, and the little eunuch behind him immediately runs to the imperial medical garden.

Qingfeng is trying to say something to Poria. He turns around and sees Zhuoqing squatting beside the burning ashes. He doesn't know what he is looking at. When did she come? Qingfeng went behind her and asked, "what's the matter?"

Zhuo Qing, holding a half burned branch in her hand, gently picked up the ashes at her feet, without raising her head, and whispered back, "there is more than one fire. It seems that someone deliberately set it on purpose. This way of burning, the fire is not big, but the smoke will be very strong. "

Green maple quickly glanced around, frowning more tightly. There are indeed piles of ashes near the wall in front of the cold palace gate, which looks unnatural. It seems that the arsonist doesn't want to burn the cold palace, so he wants to make people pay attention to the cold palace, or against Zhen Zhen Zhen? Or is the child exposed?

Qingfeng's heart was a little disordered. Looking at the plain side face of the elder sister who was squatting on the ground, his eyes were calm and clear. He could not help being more disordered. He took a deep breath. Qingfeng continued to ask, "what else can you see?"

Release the branch in his hand, Zhuo Qing gets up, claps the ash on his hand, and replies, "No." The arsonist's technique is not brilliant, but so many people come to fight the fire, and many traces are destroyed. She can't help it. If Gu Yun is here, he should be able to see more clues than she did. Unfortunately, the long-time army is well-trained. This morning, it has gone out of the city to encircle and suppress pirates.

At the same time, Qingfeng was a little disappointed, but also a little relieved. He turned his mind around. He didn't know what to say for a while. He opened his mouth and finally said, "it's not too early. Go back first."

Zhuo Qing nodded, smiled and said, "OK. If you have anything to ask, ask me again. "

Zhuo Qing seems to mean something in her words, but she laughs freely, which makes Qingfeng's heart more stable. Qingfeng turned and cried, "Poria cocos..."

"Let her stay and help you. I've been in and out of the palace several times, and I'll go out."

I thought that there are many things in Lenggong that need to be dealt with by Poria cocos, and Qingfeng doesn't insist any more. Zhuoqing waves and turns away. The thin figure moves fast, firm and sharp. Staring at the back, Qingfeng is stunned.

Elder sister, is that you?

Is that you?

"Master......" Cold palace gate is also surrounded by many people, Poria light call their master.

Qingfeng was in a trance, and thought of the mother and son in the cold palace. His head was aching.

"Mr. Zhang."

"The slave is here." Zhang Shunan rushes forward.

Qingfeng said coldly: "the emperor has every chance in the day. The Empress Dowager is old and the empress mother is not in good health. So don't bother them because of these complicated things. You servants should know how to share your worries with the master and the son. "

Zhang Shunan is not a fool naturally. He has a clear mind and replies, "what the mother taught me is."

"All right, the things that need to be cleaned up should be cleaned up, and the people who have nothing to do should be scattered."

"Yes."

She is also inconvenient to stay here. She winks at Poria and nods slightly. Qingfeng turns to leave.

"Congratulations to your mother. A thousand years old, a thousand years old. "

Qingfeng didn't have to turn his head to know that behind her was a kneeling man, and the shouts were loud and clear. However, she was tired and wanted to return to her son as soon as possible.