C10 Soong Xiaoyu!

Sun Yingyi asked, "Oh right, when will the class start?"

"The Third Prince is here —"

A tall figure in a purple-gold robe appeared. His long black hair was as black as ink.

His cold expression and deep eyes made people hold their breaths.

The Emperor was sitting on the throne with a serious expression. It was obvious that he had been waiting for a long time.

"I wonder what is the matter that has delayed you for so long?" The Emperor's tone was slightly mocking, as if he had something to say, "So you dare to ignore my orders now?"

"I don't dare. I went to get rid of the evil in the country for Royal Father." Zhao Mohan replied in a hurry, his face full of affection.

"Nonsense." The Emperor did not want to waste his breath on him. It was as if it would damage his reputation, "Didn't I tell you to stay in the palace obediently? Why did you run out again?"

He did not even look at himself. He was just wandering around outside. He had really embarrassed him.

"I heard that a prisoner escaped from the prison. I saw that you were anxious and could not sleep at night, so I thought of catching the prisoner to make Royal Father happy."

The Emperor was so angry that he was about to faint.

He just wanted to catch a prisoner and make him happy?

Who did he think he was?

It seemed that he had something wrong with him. He had started to think about random things.

He had to find a doctor to treat him.

Otherwise, he would lose all face for the royal family.

Thinking about it, the Emperor glanced at Zhao Mohan.

The indifferent gaze in his eyes was incompatible with his usual innocent appearance.

The Emperor narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment. He seemed to have thought of something, but he immediately dispelled the idea.

Could it be that he was angered by this unfilial son?

He actually felt a moment of fear for this person who had blindly followed him since he was young.

"The Imperial Court doesn't need you." The Emperor calmed himself down. If it wasn't for the strange expression on Zhao Mohan's face today, he would have been furious a long time ago.

They were both his children, so why was there such a huge difference?

"My Royal Father once taught me that I have to be fair and just in everything I do." Zhao Mohan touched his chin and suddenly laughed. There seemed to be clouds and mist surging in his eyes, "Your Royal Father's teachings, I will remember them for the rest of my life."

"Your Royal Father's words just now were too heartbreaking for me. I can't even be fair to you, but what about others? You have to know that all the commoners in this world are watching you."

"You, you dare …"

"They are both my Royal Father's children, so why does the Imperial Court not need me?" Zhao Mohan crossed his arms in front of his chest and interrupted the Emperor. The corner of his mouth rose slightly, and his eyes were still calm, "Or is it that my Royal Father made me suffer unfair treatment from the beginning because of my mother?"

He pretended to be a fool since he was young because he was afraid that he would end up like his mother.

He purposely provoked the Emperor to end the topic as soon as possible.

This would be beneficial to him and Sun Yingyi.

No matter what, he would not do anything to a fool who had always been a laughingstock in the eyes of others.

If the Emperor really dared to do anything to him, he would not only lose his face.

After all, a person with tolerance and foresight would not be swayed by a fool.

"How dare you!" The Emperor slammed the table and stood up with his eyes wide open. "I have never seen such an unfilial son like you! Get out of here!"

"Yes." Zhao Mohan curled the corner of his mouth and respectfully retreated.

People in the palace always said that Royal Father loved his mother when she was still alive.

However, he did not believe it.

How could he love someone who could not even protect his beloved?

Fortunately, he had never believed in him.

Zhao Mohan closed his tired eyes. He had not slept for two days and two nights. After he settled Sun Yingyi down, he went back to the palace to see the Emperor.

Fortunately, he was prepared and did not reveal any clues.

As he expected, everything went smoothly according to his plan.

On the other side, in the Imperial Hospital.

Sun Yingyi quickly got familiar with the disciples inside.

Although it was her first time coming to such a formal academy, she had a strong understanding of the learning mode. Moreover, she had a certain foundation and was able to further study other medical knowledge.

She wanted to find a way to cure her mother as soon as possible.

One day, Sun Yingyi was studying a herb in her room when she suddenly heard a commotion outside. She frowned and opened the window. She saw a thick smoke billowing from not far away. There was also a pungent smell in front of her.

Xiaolin also sensed that something was wrong. She poked her head out from next door and asked, "Xiaoliu, what happened over there?"

Sun Yingyi put down the book in her hand and ran out without saying a word.

Outside the house, a woman paced back and forth uneasily. Seeing Sun Yingyi, she hurried forward and grabbed her arm. Her eyes were sparkling as if they were about to burst out, "Please, help me … Help me save him …"

Sun Yingyi immediately realized that there was someone else in the house. The smoke billowed over. Sun Yingyi ignored Xiaolin's advice and took off her coat, rushing into the raging fire.

Xiaolin watched Sun Yingyi disappear from her sight. She didn't have time to be surprised. She hurriedly ran to fetch water and shouted for help, "Help! There's a fire here!"

Xiaoliu and Xiaoliu didn't have any Spiritual Force.

If she didn't hurry up, Xiaoliu might very well …

Xiaolin didn't dare to think any further. She shook her head and sped up her pace.

Apart from the disciples who studied alchemy, ordinary people didn't have any Spiritual Force.

However, the place where the fire was was a little far from the school. She couldn't find someone to rescue in time. Xiaolin was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

Sun Yingyi rushed into the fire without caring about her own safety. The red flames that filled the sky immediately entered her eyes, causing her eyes to hurt.

She did not think too much about it. She covered her injured arm and resolutely stepped into the fire.

A long time ago, there was also a patch of red that was buried in the depths of her memories, and it was impossible to get rid of it.

Sun Yingyi searched through every room, and the fire became even bigger. She bent down and crawled on the ground. The feeling of suffocation assaulted her brain.

"Help..." Sun Yingyi stepped into the room again and heard a weak voice calling for help. She turned around and found a child curled up in a corner of the room, his eyes filled with fear.

Sun Yingyi looked at him and remembered a face that looked the same as his. It was just that there was an additional sense of relief on that face.

"Don't be afraid." Sun Yingyi heaved a sigh of relief and reached out her hand. The fallen tiles obstructed her line of sight. She carefully pulled his hand and carried him out with a slight force.

The child was probably very frightened. He laid on Sun Yingyi's body and started to cry. Sun Yingyi could only lower her body as much as possible and climb out as fast as possible.

At this moment, a loud sound came from the roof. The pillar fell down, and the door was sealed.

Sun Yingyi was startled. In that instant, she was in a dilemma. In front of her was a burning pillar, and behind her was a dead end. She clearly realized that with her weak strength, it was impossible for her to escape from here.

Sun Yingyi covered her mouth and coughed a few times. Her clothes were drenched in sweat. She tried to calm down and comfort the child in her arms while thinking about how to escape from here.

This time, there was no path for them to go.

If they continued to fight, even if they weren't burned to death, they would probably be burned to death by the smoke.