Lin Kangle also felt that Doctor Hong’s words made sense. How could the life of the deposed Crown Prince compare to Bai Qingyan, who was about to be crowned? He nodded, "Alright! I’ll first take a military doctor over to check on him. Whether he lives or not is up to fate! Many brothers in our army died or were injured trying to put out the fire..."
Before Lin Kangle could finish speaking, Doctor Hong’s expression became solemn: "Were the injured soldiers sent back to the camp? Are there many burn victims?"
Lin Kangle hadn’t yet answered before Doctor Hong quickly left with his medicine chest: "Forget it, I’ll go take a look..." freew\e bnovel.com
Watching Doctor Hong hurry away carrying his medicine chest, Lin Kangle reached out to call after him but ended up pressing his lips together and looked towards Shen Tianzhi: "Aren’t we supposed to be guarding His Majesty here?"
Shen Tianzhi patted Lin Kangle’s shoulder. It was just that Doctor Hong didn’t want to waste his energy on the deposed Crown Prince of the Jin Dynasty, but soldiers mattered differently in the heart of a seasoned military doctor like Doctor Hong.
Shen Tianzhi gazed at the moon obscured by dark clouds, vaguely sensing that the wind carried moisture. A hint of joy appeared in his eyes... It seemed it was going to rain.
Inside the tent, the candle tears had almost entirely burned out, and the silence was broken only by the faint sound of the wind brushing against the grass and trees, and the low chirping of night insects.
Bai Qingyan and Bai Jinxiu were washing the face and wiping the body of the Eldest Princess.
The Eldest Princess had dressed meticulously, knowing she faced certain death, so there was no need to change into other clothes.
Outside the tent, the wind grew stronger and the army tent rustled loudly. Before long... the rain began to fall, pitter-pattering.
The civilians placed at the rear of the camp had been watching the great fire at Luohong City, thinking their homes would be burned to the ground, and were overwhelmed with a sense of despair. With the arrival of the downpour, they rushed out of their tents, some even falling to their knees and crying, grateful that Heaven had finally sent rain to grant them a lifeline.
The raging flames within Luohong City, seemingly dodging left and right, could not escape the fine beads of rain. The fire met water, creating hot steam, and from afar, Luohong City appeared to be enveloped in a mist akin to a celestial city in the clouds.
Below the high steps of Luohong Tower, Hongqiao was searching through the pile of burned corpses, already half consumed by flames, for King Liang’s body, after being thrown to the side by Bai Jinxiu. She was covered in soot, her clothing full of burnt holes extinguished after catching sparks.
Both her hands were blistered from the scorching fire, and the blisters had burst... blood seeping out, yet she endured the immense pain while sweating profusely as she continued to search: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty!"
As the heavy rain fell, the surroundings were filled with steaming heat capable of cooking a person. Hongqiao felt dizzy from the steam, struggling to breathe, yet still, she couldn’t find King Liang!
She wasn’t sure if loyal subordinates had already protected King Liang’s escape, but she truly couldn’t hold on any longer...
As Hongqiao turned, her vision began to blacken, and she suddenly collapsed.
She couldn’t hold on any longer...
Her fingers twitched slightly, but ultimately, she couldn’t prop herself up.
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