Xia Bingguang was shocked. "Did you say you were pretending to be crazy?"
Xian Fei did not answer Xia Bingguang's question. Instead, she continued, "More than a month ago, I asked Miss Liu to go and find Hongming, but tonight, someone in the Xianhe Palace set the room on fire. I can only come to you. Your Majesty, you once said that as long as I ask you for help, you will do your best. Doesn't it still count?"
Xian Fei sobbed in Xia Bingguang's arms. Xia Bingguang felt terrible. Just as he was about to comfort her, he heard the eunuch's anxious voice outside.
"Your Majesty, bad news. Xianhe Palace is on fire."
Xia Bingguang stood up and glanced at Xian Fei. He was sure that this was a living person. What Xian Fei said to him was also clear in his mind. Xia Bingguang's expression darkened and he asked angrily, "What's going on? How did it catch fire?"
