Quick Transmigration: Rescue Plan for the Misguided Villain Boss

The fire has been extinguished. Concubine Jing concubine planned for a long time. After the fire broke out, she threw herself into a well. Only one person was burned to death in the palace, and there was only a white cloth covering a corpse on the scorched ground.

There was a circle of people kneeling outside the palace, all crying.

Ning Chi rushed to the bedroom amidst such cries.

As soon as he saw that piece of white cloth, he could no longer control the horse and fell off immediately.

His legs are still not well, and there is still a heart-wrenching pain, but now he can't feel it anymore.

Ning Chi stumbled to the white cloth and knelt down.

Shaking his hands, he uncovered the white cloth. There was a burnt dead body lying under the white cloth. Only a pair of feet were intact. The scars of the hamstrings were still vivid.

Ning Chi stopped his movements and even stopped breathing.

She must be joking.

Doesn't she want to go to the border? She can go soon, how could she die in this palace?

Ning Chi looked around blankly with a pair of eyes, as if he wanted to find where the young general was watching his joke.

But there is no around.

Only a corpse lying under the white cloth in front of him reminded him that this is the one he loves.

Ning Chi slowly stretched out his hand, hugged her, and gently kissed her on the forehead.

"Sijiu, Sijiu, I'm back, you, don't scare me... I really know I was wrong..."

He muttered in a low voice, the light in his eyes gradually extinguished.

"Don’t you think my liking makes you sick? I don’t like you anymore, really... I don’t like you anymore, wake up, I got the medicine back, and you’re better after taking the medicine. , I also made you a general protector of the country. You are in charge of all the soldiers and horses in the world, how about..."

Speaking of medicine, he finally came back to his senses, panicked and took out the medicine bottle from his chest, shaking his hands, poured out a pill from the medicine bottle, and put it to her mouth.

"Six wine and take the medicine before going to sleep, okay? Four wines?"

The person in his arms burned his lips, leaving only charred bones. How could Ningchi coax his little general to refuse to take medicine.

So he held the pill in his mouth and kissed it gently, trying to pry open her lips and put the pill into her mouth.

But he couldn't get there anyway.

The body of the person in his arms was cold, but Ning Chizhuo's whole body was hurt.

Tears rolled from his eyes and fell on the person in his arms.

The noble emperor whimpered like a badly injured cub.

It was cold in autumn, and her body was also bitterly cold.

Ning Chi was afraid that she would be cold, and hugged her tightly as before.

But no matter how he held it, she wouldn't be warm again.

It is another golden autumn, and the wheat in the field droops down the ears of wheat, heralding another harvest year.

In the past two decades, the Ning State’s ying, singing, swallowing and dancing, the prosperous age and peace, and Emperor Wen’s efforts to govern, the entire Ning State went smoothly and peacefully. Although he did not send troops to other countries, because of the Ning State’s prosperity, he still came from all quarters to the DPRK.

The people live and work in peace and contentment, the storyteller in the teahouse gave them a shot, and then talked about the story between today's emperor and empress.

"I said last time that the Emperor Wen signed a contract to save the empress empress and finally rescued the empress empress safely..."

The bustle in the teahouse is still there, and occasionally some people who have heard of the storyteller nod their heads again and again.

Since the death of the queen, the current saint dismissed the harem and never accepted any concubine.

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