Chapter 367 As Beautiful as Flower, as Cold as Frost

When the minister of the Ministry of Rite saw the smoke, he disregarded his status, lifted his robe, and rushed toward Chengqian Hall. When he saw the situation in front of the hall, his face turned ghastly pale. He sat down on the ground, rolled his eyes, and almost fainted. "It's on fire... We're doomed..." Some of the Ministry of Rite's officials were already crying. "The heavens want us to die!" Originally, the preparation time was too tight, so they frantically searched for the things for the ceremony. Now that the preparations were almost ready, there was a fire!