Chapter 81 The Thunderclap After the Sweetness

Chapter 81 The Thunderclap After the Sweetness

The carriage slowly came to a stop at the entrance of the Regent's Palace.

The romantic atmosphere inside the carriage had not yet completely dissipated.

Pei Yunjing didn't rush to get out of the car. Instead, he held Tang Li's hand and gently stroked the reddened skin on her palm with his fingertips.

The sensation of the thin calluses on her skin made Tang Li blush and her heart race.

"arrive."

Pei Yunjing said in a low voice, his voice still slightly hoarse from the passion he had just experienced:

"Go back and get some sleep. Tonight..."

He paused, just about to say, "I'll come to your place tonight," wanting to fulfill that promise of "pleasing you."

However.

"Report—!!!"

A piercingly mournful cry, like a cuckoo's lament, accompanied by the rapid, chaotic clatter of hooves, instantly shattered the tranquil night before the Prince's mansion.

"Bang!"

A messenger covered in blood tumbled off his horse before it had even come to a complete stop, scrambling and crawling towards the palace gates, his voice cracking with extreme terror:

"Urgent report! Your Highness! Something has happened! Something terrible has happened!"

Inside the carriage, Pei Yunjing abruptly stopped stroking the pear blossom in his hand, then abruptly lifted the curtain and darted out like a ghost.

He stood on the steps, looking down at the blood-soaked figure. The warmth in his eyes vanished instantly, replaced by a chilling coldness.

"explain."

The messenger knelt on the ground, panting heavily, and roared at lightning speed:

"The three major official granaries in the west, south, and north of the capital city... simultaneously caught fire a quarter of an hour ago!"

"The fire, fueled by the wind, has already spread to three streets! It's impossible to put out!"

"And...and Minister of War Liu..." the messenger cried, "He was assassinated at home! All thirteen members of his family perished! The assassin...the assassin used a curved sword from the Northern Rong!"

boom--!

These pieces of news were like a series of thunderclaps, exploding loudly over the capital.

The fire in the granary cut off the army's food supplies.

With the minister killed, the court's troop deployment was paralyzed.

This was not a simple fire or revenge killing.

This is war.

It was a long-planned attack targeting the very heart of the Great Sheng Dynasty—

Suicide terrorist attack!

"The Northern Rong..."

Pei Yunjing slowly raised his head and looked at the night sky in the distance.

The once pitch-black sky was now illuminated crimson by the towering flames, and thick smoke swirled like demons above the city.

In the distance, the faint sounds of the night watchman's drum, the gong signaling firefighting, and the terrified cries of the people could be heard...

[Buzz—! ...

Countless noisy, shrill sounds filled with panic, mixed with the crackling of burning fire, converged into an invisible torrent of sound waves, frantically pounding against Pei Yunjing's already fragile eardrums.

"Well……"

Pei Yunjing swayed suddenly and pressed his hand to his temple.

pain.

It felt like a million red-hot steel needles were piercing my brain at the same time.

The flames before him were magnified infinitely in his eyes, and the whole world seemed to have turned into a twisted, spinning, blood-red purgatory.

The manic episode that had just been calmed down by Tang Li was now amplified by this sudden and massive chaos.

"Your Highness!"

Tang Li got out of the car right after him and saw Pei Yunjing's face turn deathly pale and his eyes turn bloodshot. Her heart tightened and she instinctively reached out to help him.

"Don't come any closer!"

Pei Yunjing suddenly took a step back, avoiding her hand.

He was breathing heavily, as he desperately suppressed the urge within him to kill and destroy everything.

He's in too much danger right now.

The pain from overload of his five senses brought him to the brink of losing control; he feared he would be unable to resist hurting her.

"go back."

Pei Yunjing stared intently at Tang Li, his voice hoarse and harsh, as if squeezed out from between his teeth:

"Go back to your yard and lock the gate. No matter what noise you hear, you are not allowed to come out."

“But you…” Tang Li looked at the bulging veins on his forehead, her eyes filled with worry.

"That's an order!"

Pei Yunjing roared, his eyes filled with a frightening ferocity.

Then, without glancing at Tang Li again, he turned to Han Zheng, the commander of the Black Armored Guards who had already assembled, his tone regaining its emotionless coldness:

"Han Zheng, seal off the entire city."

"Issue an order to the Nine Gates Admiral: they are allowed to enter but not leave. Not even a fly should be allowed to fly out of my territory."

"The arsonist has been caught..."

Pei Yunjing drew the "Zhanwang" sword from his waist, its blade pointing directly at the raging flames, a bloodthirsty grin curling at the corner of his mouth:

"Kill them on the spot, tear them to pieces!"

"yes!"

Hundreds of black-armored guards roared in unison, their killing intent soaring to the sky.

Pei Yunjing mounted his horse without even glancing back at the little woman standing at the door.

He spurred his horse, his body radiating an almost tangible ferocity and killing intent, and charged into the chaotic and raging sea of ​​fire.

He has to go.

Even if it's so noisy there that he wants to die, even if it's a hell of sensory overload.

Because he was the regent.

The fate of this capital city still rests on his shoulders.

Tang Li stood at the entrance of the Prince's Mansion, watching the resolute black figure leave, and then looked at the red light in the distance that seemed to burn through the sky.

The wind carried the smell of burning and a faint stench of blood.

The tender intimacy we shared in the carriage just now was like a fragile dream, shattered by this sudden clap of thunder.

"Northern Rong spies..."

Tang Li muttered to herself, clenching her fists.

She knew that Pei Yunjing was going to face not only a cunning enemy, but also his own body, which could collapse at any moment.

"Trying to play dirty tricks?"

Tang Li narrowed her eyes, a cold glint flashing in them.

Since you're hiding like rats...

Then don't blame me for mobilizing all the "real rats" in the city to drag you all out one by one!