The sudden accident interrupts Zhuo Qing. Qingfeng doesn't know whether it's disappointment or Happy? Because now 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. She looked a little flustered. Without waiting for Qingfeng to open her mouth, she quickly walked to her side and said in a low voice: "Lenggong is on fire!"
Fire? Qingfeng was still confused for a moment. Then he thought of the people living in the cold palace. He was shocked. He immediately stood up. After thinking for a moment, he called out: "come on! Come on
"Mother?" Outside the door, Lan'er's timid voice came.
"Lan'er, Shen Yao, come here."
"The maid is here." Qingfeng's tone is very urgent. They dare not delay. They trot into the inner room. They see the little prince lying flat on the bed. Before they know what's going on, they hear the empress explain, "take good care of the prince." Then quickly walk to the outside of the hospital, Poria cocos also in a hurry to follow out.
Qingfeng left in a hurry, but it seems to forget Zhuo Qing'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 very strange and decides to go and have a look.
Qingfeng walk very fast, Zhuo Qing trot all the way, just barely catch up. Not far away, you can see the smoke, the pungent smell of smoke gradually diffuse, noisy voice is also more and more close, Zhuo Qing guess, cold palace should be coming. Strange thing, just now also at the foot of the wind of green maple, but now the pace slowed down, a little leisurely feeling, Zhuo Qing quietly, still slowly follow.
The front is more and more noisy, the green maple raises a voice to shout a way: "shout what?"
Clean voice with a bit impatient, a bit lazy, in short, not like anxious appearance, Zhuo Qing eyes slightly squint, while 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 it has been put out.
Hearing a woman's voice, a eunuch trotted over, looking like he was going to curse someone. However, as soon as he saw the person coming, the eunuch's face changed slightly. He immediately knelt down and said, "the empress of Qing Dynasty is thousands of years old, thousands of years old."
Qingfeng looked at him and asked, "who are you?"
"Back to the empress, the slave is eunuch Zhang Shun'an in charge of the house of internal affairs."
"Get up. The cold palace is fine. How could it be on fire?"
"It's dry and dry in winter. Nobody takes care of it near the cold palace. Maybe the word" Mars "comes from nowhere and catches fire. Don't worry, madam. The fire is not big. I guess it's gone."
At this time, the smoke really dissipated. Qingfeng looked up and saw no one except the eunuch and maid in waiting. Where did Zhen Zhen Zhen go? Qingfeng was worried, but she said: "where are the people in the cold palace? Are they all burnt to death? "
The people who put out the fire were all standing on one side. At that time, they only focused on putting out the fire. The people in the cold palace were not important people. Who would care? Now Qingfeng asked, but no one could answer. Zhang Shunan was about to send someone into the cold palace to check. A woman with scattered hair and covered with dust suddenly stepped forward and said, "my master is ill and can't get out of bed in the inner room."
Green maple tiny squint, just see that is smoked the person, unexpectedly is dance son?! The heart is more worried, but can't move voice color on the face, sneer, green maple hums a way: "sick? What's so serious? I want to go in and have a look. "
"Niang Niang, there is too much smoke and dust here. Your body is precious, or..." Zhang Shunan rushed up to dissuade, Qingfeng ignored her, still went into the cold palace, Zhang Shunan also want to catch up, but was blocked by Poria cocos in the Palace door.
Zhang Shunan didn't dare to say more. He couldn't help sighing. He had seen a lot of things between his concubines.
Green maple into the cold palace, Poria cocos dutiful guard to the door, it seems that no one else is going in. Zhuo Qing went to the wall of Lenggong, and her eyes fell on several dark places. She could not help frowning slightly.
Almost the same as when I came last time, the room was as empty as ever. Looking around, I didn't see Zhen Zhen's figure. Qingfeng was a little anxious, and raised his voice and called out: "Zhen Zhen?"
"Zhen Zhen?"
Qingfeng shouts a few times. The curtain on the north side of the room suddenly moves. Qingfeng looks over and Zhen Zhen Zhen comes out from inside. The curtain is not big. If you don't look carefully, you may ignore it.
"It's you?" Zhen Zhen obviously didn't expect that it was Qingfeng.
The green maple looked at her up and down. Her face was a little haggard. The panic color on her face gradually faded away. She didn't see anything serious. She took back her sight. The green maple asked in a low voice: "where's the child?"
Zhen Zhen hesitated for a while and replied, "here it is." With that, 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 by the window. To the north of the small room is a large window. The window paper has already been damaged, and the cold wind has been pouring in. It's very cold, but the air here is much cooler than outside. Zhen Zhen takes another look at Qingfeng. He seems to be hesitant. At last, he gently opens the empty wooden box. A thin child is sleeping on a pile of clothes. His thin body is almost submerged by the clothes, leaving only a small face outside. Green maple frowned: "how to put the child in the box?"There was a twinkle of heartache on Zhen Zhen's face. Then he lowered his head and said, "there's a fire outside. I'm afraid someone will come in and see him, so..."
Just now so big smoke Qingfeng asked: "did the child cry?"
"At the beginning, I cried for a while when I was smoking, but he didn't cry very much. Then I took him to the window and he stopped crying." Seeing that Qingfeng's brow was frowning more tightly, Zhen Zhen quickly said, "I really only cried for a while! Those people are busy fighting the fire. I don't think they heard that. "
If someone hears the baby's cry and it reaches the Queen's ears Zhen Zhen He qiminrui, seeing that Qingfeng's face changed slightly, immediately guessed what she thought in her heart and said urgently: "you can't take it away, child!"
"But..." Without waiting for Qingfeng to continue to say, Zhen Zhen strode to the wooden box and forced Qingfeng back two steps. On his gentle face, he was full of fierce color: "you want to take him away, unless I die!"
Resolute words will all the words that Qingfeng wants to say blocked back, the child is the meat on the tip of the mother's heart, how can she not understand? Thinking of the child in his room, Qingfeng's heart softened in an instant. With a sigh, Qingfeng said, "just take good care of him. I'll ask Dr. Lin to feel the pulse for you and the child."
Qingfeng didn't take the child away by force. Zhen Zhen was a little surprised and finally relieved, "thank you, Qingfeng."
Qingfeng shakes his head. Thank you? I don't know what's going on.
Qingfeng also did not stay in the room for a long time. When he got out of the door, the smoke after the fire had gone away, leaving only water stains and a strong smell of smoke. Qingfeng raised his voice and said, "come here, go to xuanlin imperial doctor. No matter how, she was once the emperor's woman."
"Yes." Zhang Shunan makes a color, the little eunuch behind him immediately runs to the imperial Medical Court.
Qingfeng is about to say something to Fuling. As soon as she turns her head, she sees Zhuo Qing squatting beside the burning ashes. She doesn't know what she is looking at. When did she follow? Qingfeng walked up to her and asked, "what's the matter?"
Zhuo Qing took a half burnt branch in her hand and gently picked up the ashes at her feet. Without raising her head, she whispered back: "there was more than one point of fire. It seemed that someone had set it on purpose. In this way, the fire won't burn much, but the smoke will be very strong. "
Green maple quickly glanced around, frowned more tightly, cold palace in front of the wall, there are indeed several piles of ashes, looks very unnatural. It seems that the arsonist doesn't want to burn down the cold palace. So, does he want to attract people's attention to the cold palace, or is it aimed at Zhen Zhen? Or has the child been exposed?
Qingfeng heart some chaos, looking at half squatting on the ground of the elder sister plain face, that pair of eyes calm and clear, heart can not help but more chaos, secretly take a deep breath, Qingfeng continued to ask: "what can you see?"
Let go of the branch in hand, Zhuo Qing got up, patted the ash on clapping hand, return a way: "can't." The arsonist's technique is not brilliant, but so many people came to put out the fire, many traces were destroyed, she is helpless. If Gu Yun were here, he would have seen more clues than she did. Unfortunately, the Su family's army was well-trained and went out to encircle the pirates this morning.
Qingfeng some disappointed at the same time, but also a little at ease, mind twists and turns, for a moment did not know what to say, mouth opened, finally only said, "it's late, you go back first."
Zhuo Qing nodded, gave a smile and said, "OK. If you have anything to ask, come to me again. "
Zhuo Qing seems to mean something in her words, but she laughs so freely that Qingfeng's heart is somehow more stable. Qingfeng turned around and cried, "Poria cocos..."
"Let her stay and help you. I've been in and out of the palace several times, and I'll be out."
I thought that there was still a lot of things in Lenggong that needed to be dealt with by Fuling. Qingfeng didn't insist any more. Zhuo Qing waved her hand and turned to walk away. Her thin figure walked fast, firm and neat. Staring at her back, Qingfeng was stunned.
Elder sister, is that you?
Is that you?
"Master..." Cold palace door is surrounded by many people, Poria cocos light call his master.
Qingfeng came back in a trance, thinking of the mother and son in the cold palace, her head was aching.
"Mr. Zhang."
"The slave is here." Zhang Shunan rushed forward.
Qingfeng coldly said: "the emperor manages everything every day. The Empress Dowager is old, and the empress is not in good health. Don't bother them any more because of these complicated trifles. You slaves should know how to share your worries for the master. "
Zhang Shunan was not a fool of course. He knew it clearly and said, "what the lady taught me is."
"OK, clean up the things that should be cleaned up, and those who have nothing to do should be scattered."
"Yes."
She also inconvenient stay here, toward Poria cocos make a wink, Poria cocos slightly nodded, green maple turned away.
"To your mother. My lady, thousands of years, thousands of years. "
Qingfeng doesn't have to turn her head to know that there are people kneeling on the ground behind her, and the shouting is clear and tidy, but she is tired and just wants to go back to her son quickly.