Mingshu was not an extremely delicate person, yet in front of Si Chu, she always unconsciously showed her fragile side, perhaps because she knew he would indulge her.
Heaven knows how panicked she felt when she saw Si Chu looking the way he did just now.
It reminded her of the scene in the original story where Si Chu died.
The male lead had already breached the city gates, leading the Rebel Army into the imperial palace, ready to capture the infamously wicked Tyrant.
However, when he arrived at Qianqing Palace and saw the scene before him, he was taken aback.
The grand palace was ablaze, with flames soaring and beams collapsing!
The palace maids were packing their belongings and fleeing, with cries and screams incessant.
The legendary Tyrant sat nonchalantly on the dragon throne, unaffected by the raging fire around him. Blood was flowing down from the wrist he let hang by his side, red and white intertwining in a shocking display, yet he seemed utterly indifferent.
