Resisting the Wind and Splendor

The Eastern Zhou troops were assassinated; the extent of their injuries is still unclear!

Chu Yueli and Chu Xiaohe immediately rushed to the palace.

The Eastern Zhou army stayed in the palace, specifically in Tongqing Palace, which was close to the palace gate. However, it was still part of the palace and was heavily guarded.

Even in such a heavily guarded place, they still encountered a sneak attack!

When Chu Yueli and Chu Xiaohe arrived, Tongqing Palace was still engulfed in flames.

Someone is already directing the firefighting efforts.

The two hurried over, and Chu Yueli asked anxiously, "What's going on?"

Lu Beimo had clearly only been there a short time, yet he had all eighteen of his brothers involved in putting out the fire, with even Jing Lei and Liu Yun busy at work.

"I heard there was an explosion inside, and then the fire got out of control." Lu Beimo had barely finished speaking when he saw something in his eyes. He immediately took a few steps forward and helped the person up: "How are you?"

The person he helped up was none other than Tuoba Yi!

"Third Prince!" Chu Xiaohe and Chu Yueli hurried over as well. Chu Yueli looked around but didn't see Tuoba Liuli: "Third Prince, where is the Seventh Princess?"

Tuoba Yi was clearly still somewhat dazed and confused. He tried to shake his head forcefully, but his consciousness remained unclear.

Chu Yueli grabbed his wrist.

“Ali!” Lu Beimo frowned.

“He…” Chu Yueli glanced at him.

Lu Beimo shook his head, stopping her from continuing, and waved his hand, saying, "Someone, take the Third Prince to rest, and immediately order the imperial physician to attend to him."

"Yes!"

The person was helped away, and Tuoba Yi's voice was hoarse as he murmured, "Liuli...save...her..."

Chu Yueli wanted to rush inside, but Lu Beimo grabbed her hand: "The assassins probably still have thunderbolts. For now, we don't know where they are hiding!"

Chu Yueli whispered, "The Third Prince has been drugged, and the assassin is lurking in Tongqing Palace. The Seventh Princess is still inside, and I'm afraid she has also been drugged. If we don't go to save her soon, she will be in great danger."

“It’s not your place to save them.” Lu Beimo pulled her behind him and looked at the sea of ​​fire in front of them: “The brothers of the Eighteen Riders are checking for suspicious people in the surrounding area. Before the check is completed, anyone who enters will be in danger.”

"But she's my friend!"

"The other side might really have thunderbolts. These things are incredibly destructive. No matter how good your martial arts are, you can't withstand their power."

Lu Beimo held her wrist tightly, not allowing her to move even slightly: "Besides, we haven't even found out if the Seventh Princess is inside yet. If we rush in, more people will only get hurt."

Chu Yueli couldn't break free from his grip, and her gaze unconsciously fell on his face.

Although he was wearing a mask, his expression was clearly serious and solemn.

It wasn't that he didn't care about Tuoba Liuli, but he was simply calm enough not to act impulsively.

The sea of ​​fire in my sight seemed to overlap with the sea of ​​fire from nine years ago.

This time, she finally saw clearly that the boy rushed in and recklessly moved the wooden pillar that was pressing down on her.

He picked her up and ran out as fast as he could, and all the falling flames landed on him along the way.

But he disregarded everything, bent down and shielded her in his arms, bearing all the danger alone.

She still remembers that when they rushed out, he used his arm to shield her from any harm, forcefully pushing away all the burning wood.

Chu Yue felt a tightening in her heart. She looked down at his arm and suddenly ripped open his sleeve.