He felt something was off about this fire.
It looked fierce, but no one seemed to be hurt.
"Where is Mr. Zimu?"
He asked.
"Here...here..."
An old man lying on the ground shakily raised his hand.
Everyone turned their heads and were collectively stunned.
You, sir... weren't you in the fire?
Mr. Zimu was also confused.
He had been sleeping soundly and suddenly awoke frozen, finding himself lying in the bushes.
It was as if something big had happened, as chaos surrounded him, covering his voice.
If the Crown Prince hadn't asked his question just then, quieting everyone, Mr. Zimu might have shouted himself hoarse without being heard...
Lu Qi quickly walked over and helped Mr. Zimu to sit up: "Mr. Zimu, what happened here?"
"Huff~huff~"
Mr. Zimu had fallen asleep.
Lu Qi: "..."
Meanwhile, when Emperor Liang rushed into the courtyard, he realized the fire wasn't as fierce as he imagined, and it was burning the woodsheds on either side, along with a few unoccupied rooms.
