Killer Queen: Tyrant, prepare to die!

Chapter 32 I went into labor while the inferno was engulfing people! Wait, baby!

child time.

The rain was pouring down, thunder roared overhead, and a pale bolt of lightning flashed, instantly illuminating the furtive faces outside the Cold Palace.

Several dark figures exchanged glances in the rain and pulled out tinderboxes from their pockets—specially made, rainproof tinderboxes.

scoff.

Flames leaped up and burned stubbornly in the torrential rain.

They moved with lightning speed, splitting into three groups and circling around to the outside of the three walls of the Cold Palace. At the base of the walls, kerosene and sulfur, which had been secretly poured during the day, were mixed with rainwater, emitting a pungent odor.

The fire break fell.

boom--!

Not one sound, but three!

Flames erupted simultaneously from the east, west, and north walls!

The kerosene ignites upon contact with fire, while the sulfur and saltpeter explode with a crackling sound at high temperatures.

The torrential rain not only failed to extinguish the fire, but instead caused the kerosene to spread on the water's surface, making the fire burn even more widely and fiercely!

Almost instantly, the entire Cold Palace was engulfed in flames!

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house.

"Your Majesty—!" Jinshu's scream was drowned out by the thunder and the explosion of flames.

Heat waves surged in from all directions, instantly burning the torn window paper to ashes. The firelight shone into the room, illuminating everything as if it were hell.

Shen Qingci reacted faster than anyone else.

"Jinshu! Quilt! Bucket!" she shouted three times, her voice frighteningly calm.

Jinshu was terrified, but upon hearing the Empress's command, her body moved instinctively.

She lunged at the bed, ripped off the thickest, tattered quilt, her hands trembling so much she could barely hold it.

Shen Qingci had already picked up a bucket of water and poured it onto the quilt with a splash.

"Cover your head and face! Squat down!" She also tore off a wet cloth to cover her mouth and nose, and pressed her other hand tightly against her lower abdomen.

The baby inside seemed to be frightened and began to roll and kick wildly.

It wasn't the usual fetal movement, but a kind of... drilling downwards, tearing pain!

Shen Qingci's face turned pale.

Oops.

The thick smoke was irritating, and the shock and heatwave added to the experience.

Premature birth!

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, what's wrong?!" Jinshu was terrified when she saw Shen Qingci's face turn deathly pale and cold sweat roll down her forehead.

"Baby... is coming out..." Shen Qingci gritted her teeth and squeezed out a few words, leaning against the wall, her legs already starting to go weak.

Boom!

Another clap of thunder.

The east-facing window collapsed completely, and flames and thick smoke rushed into the room!

"Cough cough... cough cough cough..." Jinshu was choked by the thick smoke and tears streamed down her face. She frantically waved her hands to try to clear the smoke, but it was no use.

heat.

hot.

The air felt like it had been burned dry; every breath stung my throat.

Vision began to blur, and nothing could be seen except for the firelight and thick smoke.

"Master...where is Master?" Jinshu cried out.

The moment the words left his mouth, the door was flung open with tremendous force!

The hunched figure of Eunuch Li appeared at the door.

But at this moment, he no longer resembled that old eunuch who swept the floor.

He straightened his back.

That back, bent over for more than a decade and shaped like a shrimp, straightened up perfectly at this moment!

A terrifying glint flashed in his cloudy eyes, and his hunched body instantly grew as tall as a pine tree. Rain and sweat mingled, streaming down his deeply lined face, but he was completely unaware.

"Your Majesty!" he roared, his voice booming like a bell, drowning out the howling flames!

Stepping into the house, he suddenly pushed forward with both palms—

hum!

A visible shockwave exploded outwards from him!

That wasn't wind, it was internal force! An immense, overwhelming amount of internal force!

The flames and thick smoke rushing into the house seemed to have hit an invisible wall, and were forced back three feet!

In the center of the room, a space that was barely enough to breathe was temporarily cleared out.

But Eunuch Li's face turned deathly pale instantly, and a trickle of blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"Master!" Shen Qingci exclaimed in surprise.

"This old servant is alright!" Eunuch Li gritted his teeth. "This fire... there was something mixed in the oil, it burned too fast! The tunnel entrance... is also blocked by the fire!"

Shen Qingci's heart sank to the bottom.

The tunnel entrance was also sealed off?

So... they really have nowhere to escape?

No.

There is still a road.

She looked down at her protruding belly.

Bao'er was still desperately trying to burrow downwards, and the feeling of wanting to break free was getting stronger and stronger.

"Master..." She raised her head, her voice trembling, but her eyes were unusually firm, "Bao'er... can't wait any longer."

When Eunuch Li saw her hand clutching her stomach, he instantly understood.

A flicker of pain crossed his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by resolve.

"Your Majesty, rest assured." He stepped in front of her, his back to the flames, facing her like a mountain about to collapse but still standing firm. "This old servant... will protect you during childbirth!"

After saying that, he pushed out both palms again.

This time, the internal force did not erupt outward, but contracted inward, forming an invisible protective shield around Shen Qingci.

The heatwave was somewhat contained.

The thick smoke was also kept out.

But the price was—Eunuch Li began to bleed from his seven orifices!

"Master!" Jinshu cried out, trying to rush over.

"Don't come any closer!" Eunuch Li shouted sternly. "Go! Find clean water! Clean cloth! Quickly!"

Jinshu was startled by the shout, but she immediately reacted and scrambled to find something that hadn't been burned yet.

Shen Qingci could no longer stand.

She slid down the wall and sat on the floor, her legs involuntarily spreading apart. Her water had broken, and the blood-tinged fluid soaked the ground beneath her.

pain.

Heart-wrenching pain.

It hurt ten or a hundred times more than when she was shot during a mission!

But she received modern pain management training and learned basic first aid and childbirth skills in the organization—to deal with all kinds of extreme situations.

"Jinshu..." she gritted her teeth, forcing the voice out, "Help me... to the wall... lean against it..."

Jinshu hurriedly helped her sit up, then tearing off the cleanest piece of fabric from her undergarment and placing it under her.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty, please hold on..." Jinshu cried, gasping for breath.

Shen Qingci didn't have time to comfort her.

She quickly recalled the key points of modern childbirth in her mind: breathing rhythm, timing of pushing, avoiding tearing...

"Breathe...inhale...breathe...inhale..." She began to adjust her breathing, trying to control the rhythm of her contractions.

But Bao'er seems impatient.

That force that was determined to emerge at all costs was something she couldn't control at all.

"Bao'er..." She was covered in sweat, her hands gripping the ground so tightly that her nails were cracked, "You... wait... wait for Mom... ah—!"

Another round of intense contractions sent her into a deep cramp, causing her to arch her back in pain.

Outside, the fire burned brighter and brighter.

The three walls of fire had merged into one, making the entire Cold Palace resemble a giant furnace.

The torrential rain poured down on the fire, causing white steam to rise, but the fire did not diminish at all—there was too much oil, and the sulfur and saltpeter were still exploding and burning.

Eunuch Li maintained his internal energy shield, but his body had already begun to sway.

More and more blood flowed from his seven orifices, accumulating into a small puddle on the ground.

"Master..." Shen Qingci looked at his swaying back, her eyes reddening.

This old man, who stayed with her in the cold palace for so long, taught her martial arts, and protected her, is now... willing to risk his life to protect her and her child.

"Your Majesty... don't be distracted..." Eunuch Li's voice was hoarse, but still firm, "This old servant... can hold on..."

As he spoke, another surge of internal energy erupted.

The shield has become more secure.

But Shen Qingci saw that the back of his clothes was completely soaked with sweat, blood and rain.

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Outside the Cold Palace.

Eunuch Liu, along with several other eunuchs, hid under the eaves in the distance, watching the raging fire with a cruel smile on his face.

"Burn it...burn it clean..." he murmured. "Consort Rou said, not a single tile should be left."

A eunuch approached: "Sir, should we... go in and check?"

"Confirm what?" Eunuch Liu glared at him. "With a fire this big, even a god couldn't escape! Once the rain stops and the fire goes out, we can go in and collect the bodies."

He paused, then added with a sinister smile, "However... just in case, you guys go and keep a close watch on both the front and back doors. If anyone manages to escape... you know what to do, right?"

The eunuchs understood immediately, and with their hands on the short swords at their waists, they dispersed to guard the various exits.

The firelight illuminated the ferocious expressions on their faces.

Like a pack of hyenas waiting to devour a carcass.

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house.

Shen Qingci's breathing became more and more rapid.

She could feel that the baby... had reached the entrance of the birth canal.

The feeling of bursting and reaching her limit almost made her faint.

"Your Majesty! Push harder! Push harder!" Jinshu knelt in front of her, looking at the tiny head that was vaguely visible, feeling both excited and terrified.

Eunuch Li's internal energy shield had begun to fluctuate.

Flames roared outside the protective shield, and waves of heat crashed against it.

One of his legs had already fallen to his knees, but his palms were still firmly supporting him.