Let's Squander A Billion First!-Chapter 1672: Lord Qiansui (24)
The fire burns fiercely, almost impossible for people to get close.
"The princess is still inside." Someone outside the hall cried: "Save the princess, quickly save the princess!"
Thick smoke billows, and the raging flames make the surroundings scorching hot. If you get too close, you feel your skin sizzling and cracking.
The wooden palace is filled with many flammable decorations. Once it starts burning, it’s easy to imagine the speed; now, no one dares to go inside.
Yin Shen tried to send people in, but unfortunately, the fire is too strong; it’s impossible to enter.
The current firefighting speed is nothing but a drop in the bucket, unable to extinguish even a corner.
Yin Shen’s expression becomes increasingly grim.
Even the Emperor staggered and ran over.
"Changhuan, where’s Changhuan?"
"The princess... the princess is still inside." The palace maid sobs: "Your Majesty, save the princess."
The Emperor shouts angrily: "What are you doing, go in and save Changhuan, all of you go!!"
People: "..."
How can you save someone from such a big fire?
The Emperor turns his gaze to Yin Shen: "Director Yin, think of a way quickly."
What way can Yin Shen have now? He just sent people in, but the ones who went in didn’t come out; the rest simply can’t get in.
The Emperor gets angry, ordering people to go in and rescue.
Even those skilled in martial arts were ultimately driven back by the flames.
"Your Majesty, it’s not possible..."
"What do you mean not possible, are you all useless?" The Emperor kicks someone, angrily scolding without regard for his image: "Think of a way, if anything happens to Changhuan, you’ll all pay!"
People: "..."
The Emperor roars: "Yin Shen!"
Yin Shen steps forward with a solemn face: "Your Majesty."
"You must come up with a way, quickly think of a way, Changhuan must be very scared inside; rescue her, do you hear, I order you to rescue Changhuan!" 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
"Your Majesty, the fire is too big..."
Those who went in can’t get out.
"I can save her."
A sudden voice comes from behind.
The Emperor swiftly turns, seeing the young girl standing behind him at some unknown time.
He remembers this girl.
During last time’s Xu Jiaowei incident, she came as a witness.
Yin Shen sees Chuzheng, his brow furiously twitches; how did she get here!
Wasn’t someone supposed to be watching her?!
What are those people doing?
"Then save her quickly." The Emperor reacts faster than Yin Shen, ignoring why she’s here: "Quickly rescue Changhuan, whatever you want, I will agree to it."
"What are you doing here?" Yin Shen lowers his voice.
Ignoring Yin Shen, Chuzheng looks at the Emperor, stating word by word: "I want Your Majesty to pardon me."
"Pardoned, pardoned, as long as you save Changhuan, anything is possible." The Emperor’s face is filled with urgency, now single-mindedly wanting to save Princess Changhuan.
Chuzheng glances at the burning palace: "It’s better if Your Majesty listens and then resolves."
The Emperor’s tone is anxious: "I said, as long as you save Changhuan..."
"Your Majesty, to avoid wasting time, I suggest you listen to me first, this way Princess Changhuan will suffer less." Chuzheng’s tone remains calm, amidst the blazing flames, appearing cold and composed, as if soothing the anxiety in everyone’s hearts.
The Emperor unconsciously calms down.
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Yin Shen didn’t plan to reveal Chuzheng to the Emperor, but he didn’t expect Chuzheng to take the initiative to tell him.
Five years ago, the Emperor personally ordered the extermination of the Ji Family.
Now there is a survivor from the Ji Family...
Chuzheng wraps her arms around her chest, indifferently watching the distant fire, coolly reminding the Emperor: "The longer Your Majesty considers, the greater the danger for Princess Changhuan."
"You really can save Changhuan?"
Chuzheng’s tone is light: "If Your Majesty has any other ways, you can also choose not to trust me."
"Fine, I promise you, as long as you can save Changhuan, I will pardon you." The Emperor hesitates: "But if you don’t save Changhuan, I want your head!"
You think you can take my head?
Do you think my head is so easy to take!
If it weren’t for fearing the Good Person Card troubles, I wouldn’t even negotiate with you.
"Don’t act recklessly." Yin Shen holds Chuzheng: "The fire..."
"Can’t hurt me." Chuzheng speaks with confidence.
"You..."
Chuzheng seriously looks at him: "You should believe me, Yin Shen."
When Yin Shen meets Chuzheng’s gaze, for a fleeting moment, he seems to see something else in her eyes.
A blurred image flashes, as if reminding him to trust her.
"I’ll be fine." Chuzheng’s voice is low, as if explaining, or soothing: "I’m very capable."
Chuzheng breaks free from Yin Shen and turns towards the burning palace.
Her figure is swallowed by the fire, Yin Shen’s chest tightens abruptly, his breathing becomes difficult, and he rushes towards her.
"Sir, it’s dangerous, don’t go over there."
Yin Shen is stopped.
Yin Shen watches as the slender silhouette is engulfed by the flames.
— You should believe me, Yin Shen.
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Inside the palace, nearly everything had burned; some of the top structures began to fall.
As Chuzheng passes, the flames seem to be suppressed by something, parting to both sides.
Once she passes, they quickly close in, roaring behind her.
Chuzheng rapidly finds the unconscious Princess Changhuan in a corner.
Despite being surrounded by flames, they don’t encroach upon her, as if something is protecting her.
Silvery lights flash in the air, quickly retreating from around Princess Changhuan when Chuzheng approaches, climbing onto the hem of her dress, returning to her wrist.
Chuzheng goes over and lifts Princess Changhuan.
Princess Changhuan is not completely unconscious, and upon sensing movement, she barely opens her eyes, murmuring: "Am I dead?"
"Yes."
"..."
Chuzheng hoists Princess Changhuan like a sack and heads out with her.
"If I’m dead, why does it still feel so hot?" Princess Changhuan mutters: "Are you a black and white impermanence?"
Chuzheng: "..."
Can’t you be quiet for a moment when you’re about to die!
"Sister... why do I hear my sister’s voice, are you dead too?"
"..."
You’re the one who’s dead!
Chuzheng doesn’t bother responding, carrying her out.
The Emperor anxiously waits outside, seeing someone coming out of the fire, his pupils slightly constrict.
He hasn’t approached, when a shadow moves faster than him.
The Emperor follows a step behind: "Changhuan, Changhuan..."
Princess Changhuan is placed on the ground; the Emperor ignores Chuzheng, urgently calling for the Imperial Physician while repeating Princess Changhuan’s name.
Princess Changhuan is merely fainted from smoke inhalation, not seriously harmed.
Yin Shen’s expression is troubled: "Do you know how dangerous going in was?"
Just from being outside, he felt his heart was suspended mid-air, ready to fall at any moment.
Chuzheng: "I’m perfectly fine."
Chuzheng shows no sign of burn marks on her, having brought Princess Changhuan out unharmed; such capability is rare among ordinary people.
"Even if you’re sure, you shouldn’t have been so reckless."
"Oh." Chuzheng gestures with her chin towards Princess Changhuan’s side: "So should we have waited to collect her corpse?"
