The peasant girl has a private space, and her husband is handsome.

Su Qianqian learned that the old emperor of Nan Yue was plotting against her golden eagle, so she decided to give him a surprise.

According to reliable intelligence, the Nanyue Royal Palace is a wooden complex that is highly flammable.

Gu's Restaurant has a large cellar of wine. Su Qianqian picked out dozens of high-proof and inexpensive jars and put them into her space. High-proof wine is very effective at aiding combustion and will be of great use when she takes it to Nan Yue.

Xiangming felt that the young lady was about to do something big again.

"Miss, could you take me with you?"

She knew the golden eagle couldn't carry the weight of two people, but she felt that what the girl was about to do might be very dangerous, so she wanted to go with her to protect her.

Su Qianqian poured Xiangming a glass of water, "Drink this, and you'll be in Nan Yue after a good night's sleep."

After drinking the fragrant tea, he fell into a deep sleep.

Su Qianqian arrived near the capital of Nan Yue just before sunset.

It was afternoon, and it was still light out, so it wasn't a good time to move around. Therefore, Su Qianqian hid in the dense forest outside the city.

She released Xiangming from her spatial dimension and then gave her the antidote.

After Xiangming opened her eyes, she looked around and found that her surroundings were completely unfamiliar.

"Young lady, where is this?"

"We've been out of the woods north of the capital of Nanyue for two hours now."

Xiangming found it particularly novel. It would take about three or four days to ride a fast horse from Qinghe County to the capital of Nanyue, but now it only took two hours.

If the young master knew that she had come all this way with the young lady, he would definitely be jealous.

Su Qianqian took two servings of braised pork rice from her spatial storage for dinner.

"Xiangming, have a good meal to replenish your energy. We'll pull off a big heist tonight."

After dark, the most beautiful night view in the entire capital of Nanyue is the royal palace. It is brightly lit, and the glazed tiles reflect the moonlight, creating a scene of light and shadow that looks like a fairyland.

It's a pity that after tonight, this large complex of buildings will no longer exist.

According to reliable intelligence, the old shaman of Nanyue is currently in seclusion in the palace. It is said that during his seclusion, he neither eats nor drinks and must not be disturbed in any way, otherwise his life will be in danger.

Although the old wizard was very powerful, he had a fatal flaw: he had to go into seclusion for at least half of each month.

The agreement between her and the royal family of Nanyue was that the royal family would protect the Grand Preceptor when the old shaman was at his weakest, and the old shaman would help the royal family solve thorny problems after he recovered. It was a mutually beneficial arrangement.

Su Qianqian looked up at the sky, which was full of stars. She was very lucky that it was not raining in the capital of Nan Yue today, which was the perfect time to set fire to the city.

At this moment, the old emperor of Nanyue and his most beloved concubine, Consort Lan, had just finished their sumptuous dinner.

However, Consort Lan was in a bad mood because of her son's death and hardly ate anything.

So almost all of the dozens of dishes were taken away in their entirety.

The old emperor felt particularly sorry for Consort Lan and wanted to cheer her up, so he said to the eunuch, "Go and bring over the four boxes of jewels that the Great Qi just sent."

The jewelry was moved in very quickly.

Four gilded wooden chests, each over a foot long, were opened, revealing a dazzling array of jewels that could blind a person in candlelight.

It was golden and glittering, with various gemstones vying for attention.

The old emperor exclaimed, "The Emperor of Qi is quite generous, sending so many fine things. My beloved concubine, all of these are yours."

But Consort Lan couldn't be happy when she thought of her son Huangfu Yuan's death. Her eyes were full of tears, and she cried so hard that her body was shaking. No amount of precious jewelry could make her happy anymore.

The old emperor thought that if Su Qianqian was killed to avenge Yuan'er, Consort Lan would be happy.

"My beloved consort, rest assured, I have already written to the Emperor of Great Qi, asking him to send that little girl's golden eagle to Nan Yue. The Emperor of Great Qi is the weakest and most incompetent, he will surely send that divine bird."

"I heard that the little girl is particularly fond of that divine bird. Abusing the bird is the same as abusing the little girl. My dear consort, you can ride the bird or pluck all its feathers, whatever you want."

"Rest assured, my beloved consort, I will never let the murderer who killed Yuan'er go unpunished. I will definitely arrange for someone to kill that girl to avenge Yuan'er."

Consort Lan felt somewhat relieved upon hearing about the killing. "Your Majesty, you must tear Yuan'er's enemies to pieces! We cannot let our Yuan'er die in vain!"

"Rest assured, I have already given the order. General Zhu Yuan will lead troops to the Huainan region tomorrow to encircle and annihilate that little girl."

The old emperor held Consort Lan in his arms, gently comforting her, unaware that a great calamity was about to befall him.

Su Qianqian and Xiangming found several rooms in the palace where the guards were lax, poured strong liquor on them, and set them on fire.

Wooden structures burn very quickly, and the weather is really cooperating, with strong winds blowing right now.

The fire, fanned by the wind, will burn exceptionally fiercely and will be impossible to stop; no one can save this magnificent palace complex.

Soon a raging fire broke out.

The palace maids, eunuchs, and guards all carried basins and buckets to put out the fire.

Holding the intelligence map, Su Qianqian found a courtyard adjacent to the palace. This courtyard was quite large, containing three hundred carts of grain and cloth sent by Daqi.

Most of the guards here have gone to the palace to fight the fire.

After Su Qianqian entered the house, she put the grain and cloth into her spatial storage, and then lit a fire.

Xiangming felt a sense of satisfaction. That damned old emperor, daring to scheme against the girl's divine bird, now he's reaping what he sowed! He deserved it!

The Nanyue Royal Palace was particularly lively at this moment.

The old emperor was lucky; he was rescued unharmed, except that his clothes were on fire.

The palace maid poured a basin of water on him, drenching him thoroughly, and finally extinguished the fire on his clothes.

But Consort Lan suffered a terrible fate. She was hit on the leg by a falling beam and was in great pain. After being carried out, she kept groaning and crying out.

The old emperor hurriedly urged the guards, "Quickly, go and fetch the imperial physician."

The courtyard separated from Consort Lan's palace by only one wall was where the old sorcerer of Nanyue went into seclusion.

She neither eats nor drinks during her seclusion, and must not be disturbed under any circumstances, otherwise the consequences will be severe.

So when the guards rushed into the house to rescue the man, they found the old wizard, who was sitting cross-legged, spitting blood and had already fainted.

Because the old shaman was very important to Nan Yue, the guards carried him directly to Consort Lan's courtyard to await the old emperor's instructions.

The old imperial physician was carried into the courtyard by the guards. Upon seeing the two seriously injured people on the ground, he asked, "Your Majesty, should we save the Imperial Preceptor first, or Consort Lan first?"

In the old emperor's heart, Consort Lan was very important, but the Imperial Advisor was also very important. The Southern Yue Kingdom was very weak, and without the Imperial Advisor's protection, it would have been finished long ago.

The Imperial Concubine only broke her leg, which was not life-threatening, but the Imperial Preceptor was vomiting blood. If she was not treated soon, she might die.

"Quickly, save the Imperial Preceptor first, then save Consort Lan."

The Imperial Advisor is very powerful. Once he recovers, he will surely make sure that the murderer of the Seventh Prince is killed without a burial place.