The First Tyrant of Daxia

This fire burned for a long time and did not stop until dawn.

There was no corpse to be found inside. All the remnants of the East Depot were turned into residue, or to be more precise, a handful of ashes!

The Yongle Shrine has drainage channels leading to all directions.

At the end of a certain canal, a monster crawled out of a dirty tunnel.

Ghost, monster, maggot, none of these words are enough to describe half of how scary he is!

His body was torn and black, and he had been burned into a mummy by the raging fire. There was not a single piece of intact skin, and there were countless scars.

His arms, his chin and many other parts were burned through.

The whole body was filled with the smell of charcoal and meat.

If it were someone else, he would have been burned to death long ago.

He was shaking in pain, weak and powerless, but his eyes were filled with hatred to the extreme!

The hoarse throat is leaking air.

“How can the sesame oil I refine not have something to restrain it?”

“But I didn’t expect that I would actually survive…”

"This fire didn't burn me to death. It was a chance given by God. Dog Emperor, I will take revenge!!"

The sound seemed to come from hell, making one's scalp tingle!

Then he walked out tremblingly, picked up a piece of rag, covered his whole body, and disappeared into the morning haze.

He must leave as soon as possible to recover from his injuries.

Otherwise, even if you are not burned to death, you will not be able to survive for a day and will suffocate to death!

The injury is really too severe.

Yihong Courtyard, Orchid Pavilion.

Qin Yun did not return to the palace at the first moment, but returned here.

The sky at dawn looks exceptionally beautiful, with red clouds and blue sky intertwined, giving people endless reverie.

"hiss……"

Su Yan let out a slight groan, her brows furrowed in pain.

Qin Yun was holding her slender hand, picking at the blisters bit by bit and applying ointment.

"Does Aunt Su often make this kind of noise?" Qin Yun said without looking up. He was treating the burn very seriously while driving at the same time.

Su Yan didn't react at first and asked in confusion: "What did you say?"

Qin Yun smiled slyly: "I said, do you often make that sound just now?"

This time she reacted and her beautiful eyes glared angrily.

"You stinky boy, you want to die!"

"I don't want you to do it. Go away and I'll choose it myself."

Qin Yun laughed loudly: "I was just kidding you, don't move, I'll be done in a moment."

"Humph!"

She snorted coldly, glanced at him with her beautiful eyes, and said unhappily, "Auntie is not selling her body."

Qin Yun smiled awkwardly: "I know."

"It's just that I want to hear that voice just now."

Su Yan glared: "Dream on!"

After saying this, she also lifted up her palace dress to avoid being taken advantage of.

Qin Yun didn't care. He smiled and shook his head, then stood up.

"Aunt Su, you're almost healed. The imperial physician said that if you change the ointment on time, you'll have skin like a baby's in ten days."

She withdrew her hand. Her palm was already wrapped in a bandage and she seemed to still feel a little pain.

"Look at my hand, it's swollen like a pig's head. I saved you in vain not long ago, you little ungrateful bastard."

"And you're taking advantage of me!"

After last night, Qin Yun's favorability towards Su Yan increased sharply, and he trusted her even more.

He teased, "Aunt Su, you are getting bolder and bolder when talking to me now. No one else dares to call me an ungrateful person. Do you believe that I will punish you?"

Su Yan's bare face looked unusually mature.

He raised his head, looked directly at Qin Yun, and snorted softly.

"Come on, if your Majesty has a clear conscience, you can kill me and even steam human meat buns!"

"It makes me angry just thinking about it."

Qin Yun raised his eyebrows: "What are you angry about?"

"You don't respect me!" Su Yan suddenly said seriously.

Qin Yun was stunned: "Why don't I respect you?"

"You were frivolous with me last night without my permission and messed up the order of generations!" Su Yan bit her red lips and said in a serious tone.

This sentence made Qin Yun laugh.

"Then since we have your permission, Aunt Su, it doesn't count as messing up the generations?"

"Bah!" Su Yanqing spat. Although she was quite old, she was like a young girl, with a bit of temper.

"Don't try to avoid the point. It's not like that."

"I'm angry because you touched me casually. It's not the first time. At least you called me auntie!!" she said with an unhappy look on her face.

I am unhappy, but it is not the kind of unhappiness that is caused by hating evil.

Qin Yun touched the tip of his nose.

He explained: "I had no choice last night. I had to prove that I was the real emperor."

Su Yan squinted her eyes and said with a little contempt.

"There are a thousand ways to prove it, but you just have to pinch me. Do you feel better after pinching me?"

Qin Yun nodded seriously and said unexpectedly: "It feels good."

Su Yan was stunned for a moment, and then she laughed out of anger. It was the first time she saw such a shameless hooligan.

He said viciously: "If you do it again, I will castrate you!"

"It is my honor to be castrated by Aunt Su." Qin Yun winked and deliberately looked at her voluptuous waist and hips.

She said speechlessly: "Forget it, forget it, I'm too lazy to tell you."

"You should go back to the palace. It's not safe to stay with me."

Hearing this, Qin Yun suddenly became more serious and frowned, "How about you come back to the palace with me?"

Su Yan, with her back to him, had a slightly changed expression.

Then he turned around and asked in confusion: "Why?"

Qin Yun spoke frankly and sincerely: "Then I can watch you every day, and it will be better for you than being alone outside."

Su Yan looked at him deeply, and found that he was serious, and her voice suddenly softened.

"Thank you... for your kindness."

"But in the end, I, Su Yan, am just a prostitute. It is not appropriate for me to enter the palace, and I am not used to it."

"So, sorry..."

Hearing this, Qin Yun remained silent.

In the end, they didn't force it. Su Yan and Mu Ci were somewhat similar, both had some characteristics of street women. Putting them in the palace might not be a good thing.

They don't have the same terrifying martial arts and character as Murong Shunhua.

"OK then."

"You should go to bed early, it will be dawn soon, and I still have a lot of things to deal with when I return to the palace." He prepared to leave.

Su Yan shouted immediately.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"

"and many more."

Qin Yun turned around: "What's wrong?"

Su Yan gathered up her black hair at the temples. She looked pretty, but her eyes flickered a little, as if she was a little embarrassed.

Qin Yun walked up to her and frowned, "Hurry up and tell me."

She then spoke.

"Your Majesty, I may be joking, but I know you are a good man and a good emperor."

"So...I want to ask you something."

She raised her head and said, "Can you give me something to do? I don't want to perform anymore. I've been forcing myself to smile for too many days. I even feel that I'm doomed."

As she said this, she gave a wry smile.

In an instant, Qin Yun was moved!

Since ancient times, beautiful people are like famous generals, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world.

Perhaps older beauties, especially prostitutes, all have this kind of worry?

"What do you want to do? Or what do you need? Just tell me."

"You saved me once and did me a big favor."

"The preservation of Yongle Palace depends entirely on you. Even if you ask for a mountain of gold, it is not too much."