vrcanaries Chapter 285 Fireworks
Chapter 285 Fireworks
The Seventh Prince grew angrier the more he thought about it. This wasn't something he did! Which scoundrel took it upon himself to do it?!
The Seventh Prince cursed inwardly, but seeing the current situation, he also felt a bit panicked. He only hoped that Jia Hu was dead, and that the person who made the move would be smart enough not to get involved with him. Otherwise, he would definitely kill this person's entire family! The whole clan!
The seventh prince was pondering how to escape. Today, in order to please his father, the emperor, he had arranged for fireworks and firecrackers to be prepared, hoping to create some excitement. Who knew that this would happen?
Even if Jia Hu doesn't implicate him, the Jia family will likely hate him as long as Jia Hu dies.
Who on earth was it? How could they be so brainless as to make a move at this crucial moment?!
It was so dark that even the moon was fuzzy and not very bright. You couldn't see anything at all if you were far away in the water.
Jia Daishan ordered his guards to form a circle and search bit by bit. As it got dark and the water was cold, some of the guards stayed for a long time and their legs cramped up.
Jia Daihua found Jia Daishan.
"This won't do, it's too dark!"
"It'll be alright, Hu'er is a very good swimmer, she'll be fine!"
Hu'er is a person with great fortune, a child prodigy chosen by heaven, she will definitely be fine, Jia Daishan thought, moving forward without stopping for a moment.
Seeing that there had been no news for so long, Situ Yi suddenly remembered a method when he looked at the Seventh Prince.
Situ Yi suddenly rushed towards the Seventh Prince, who was startled and hid behind a guard, shouting:
"what you up to!"
The Seventh Prince was already feeling guilty, and when he saw Situ Yi suddenly come over to arrest him, he assumed that this lowly servant had discovered something.
The guards dared not restrain the prince too forcefully, allowing Situ Yi to grab the seventh prince.
"Quickly, send your men to send fireworks to all the ships and set them all on fire!"
"Are you crazy?! You're still thinking about watching fireworks!"
The Seventh Prince wondered if the person in front of him had gone mad. Was it time to watch fireworks? This was a slave child, yet the Crown Prince treated him like a treasure and praised him everywhere.
Could it be that Situ Yi also disliked Jia Hu, and now that Jia Hu is dead, he wants to set off fireworks to celebrate?
The emperor also heard his two sons' words, and his eyes lit up.
"Quick! Do as Yi'er says!"
The Seventh Prince looked at his father in disbelief. What was going on? Had his father also lost patience with the Jia family? Was he preparing to deal with them tonight?
Upon receiving the emperor's order, the people on the ship immediately sprang into action, sending ships from all directions and dispatching even more people to make smaller boats to launch them in various locations.
The seventh prince was pushed aside by the anxious crowd, and now he understood the meaning of setting off fireworks.
The Seventh Prince was furious. These were fireworks he had ordered to be made on the shore beforehand. He had spent a fortune, hiring the best craftsmen to make them, ensuring his father had a good look. He never imagined they would actually help Jia Hu!
Fireworks burst forth, illuminating the vast expanse of water. Jia Hu was also momentarily blinded by the light and loosened his numb thighs. Now he could see clearly that the shore was far behind him; thankfully, he hadn't continued swimming forward.
Jia Hu looked at the imperial ship in the distance and sighed. His legs were numb and he couldn't swim across. The small boat on the river was not in his direction either.
[Little consciousness, little consciousness! Save me! I'm about to perish, your chosen one is about to be gone!]
Jia Hu silently cried out to his grandfather, knowing he was truly running out of strength. He could see the water, but the assassin was also searching for him. He didn't know whether his grandfather or the assassin would arrive first, and he no longer had the strength to resist.