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Chapter 620: Scourge (1)
From the bursting of the empress's small funeral palace to the fire in the imperial temple, followed by the fall of the stone gate of the emperor's mausoleum at the grand funeral, and the fire in the golden coffin of the imperial concubine's first sacrifice today, one after another ominous events happened in the palace. The Qintian Supervisor was so scared that his face turned pale speechless.

It seems that the "big omen" is slowly coming true.

The imperial guards guarding around the mourning hall were in a hurry and went to get water to put out the fire. Ye Zhan stood at the front and directed them one by one, his voice was almost broken.

Baiguan had long been frightened when he saw the golden coffin on fire, and they were all speechless.

Baili Changge frowned, since she left the prince's altar with Ye Hen just now, her hand has been tightly clasping Ye Hen, seeing Yongchang's golden coffin destroyed at this time, she was a little puzzled, looked up at Ye Hen, "What's going on here?"

Ye Hen didn't speak, his eyes flicked to the gloomy sky.

The wind continued, stirring the white silk on the eaves, whistling and whistling as it flew towards the corner, and the paper money was blown flying all over the sky in the sinking black tray.

The whole picture is horrifying and weird.

Fortunately, Ye Zhan commanded it properly, and the fire around the golden coffin was extinguished not long after. The golden coffin was blackened by the smoke, but it didn't reach the inside.

Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and carefully raised the corners of their eyes to look at Emperor Liang.

Emperor Liang didn't seem to have expected this change at all. At the moment when the golden coffin caught fire, his withered hands trembled, and the golden dragon staff fell to the ground, making a crisp sound of metal hitting the ground.

"Your Majesty, looking at the sky, it seems that it is going to rain heavily." Xue Zhang picked up the golden dragon staff from the ground and handed it to Emperor Liang, and glanced at the sky full of dark clouds.

But in a short while, a thunderstorm broke all the silence at the scene, and the dazzling lightning struck a tall Metasequoia tree in the southeast corner with the sound. split in half and fell to the ground.

People in the southeast corner fled with their heads in their hands.

Emperor Liang had no time to pour out his anger at the golden coffin on fire, and such a strange thing happened again, his body trembled, and on the back of his hand that was tightly holding the golden dragon staff, all the veins stood out abruptly, as if he could feel it at any time. burst out.

Everyone looked at the tall metasequoia tree that had collapsed in the southeast corner in astonishment, their faces no longer knowing what words to use to describe it.

Baili Changge suddenly turned his head when he heard the sound of thunderstorms splitting trees, and looked at that place with disbelief as well, frowning.

For no reason, why did that tree attract thunderstorms?
Before she could think about it, the golden coffin behind her made a loud "bang", and quickly shattered into several pieces. The fire started from the corpse and burned all the way to the golden coffin. can ignite.

From the point of view of civil and military officials, the golden coffin was fine, and all the unknown fires were concentrated on the corpse.

Everyone hadn't recovered from the panic of the golden coffin being caught on fire for the first time, and hadn't reacted to the horror of the metasequoia tree being split by the thunderstorm. At this moment, they saw the imperial concubine's golden coffin exploded automatically.

The timid minister had already begun to tremble.

Qin Tianjian Jianzheng's face was already as pale as a ghost. He looked up at the sky for a long time before staring at the charred corpse in horror. Suddenly he knelt down heavily on the ground and shouted in pain: "God's punishment! Your Majesty, this is God's punishment for me!" Big Liang!"

"Concubine Mother!" Regardless of Ye Ting's obstruction, Ye Zhan rushed to the corpse and knelt in the water, weeping uncontrollably.

The servant of Prince An's Mansion hurried forward to comfort him.

Ye Ting didn't care about the dissuasion of his own guards, he walked forward and stood behind Ye Zhan, wanting to help him up.

(End of this chapter)