The wind was strong and the fire was fierce. In an instant, fire broke out around the window frames, and the Korean paper was burned to ashes and engulfed in a sea of ​​fire.

The room was filled with smoke and the temperature rose sharply.

Shen Zhilan was unbearably burned by the fire. She followed Jiang Yuzhu's instructions and covered her mouth and nose with a wet handkerchief. She couldn't open her eyes because of the thick smoke.

She opened her mouth, but found that her lips were trembling and she couldn't utter a complete sentence.

Shen Zhilan secretly hated herself for being incompetent. Thinking of the reassurance pill, she calmed down a little, slapped herself to wake up, and said clearly: "Cousin, the table under the window is on fire, and my husband and I are half a meter away from the table!"

"My husband is unconscious and can't move!"

Shen Zhilan was worried that Jiang Yuzhu couldn't hear her, so she shouted at the top of her lungs.

She used too much force, and her chest was shaking and painful. Despite such a loud noise, Mo Qianyu kept her eyes and eyebrows closed, without any reaction.

Jiang Yuzhu went to the main room, estimated the distance, and raised her voice and said, "Cousin, please retreat to the bed first, away from the window and door!"

There is a water cellar in the general's mansion, but there is not much water in it.

The fire started unexpectedly, and tung oil was sprinkled on it, making it even more difficult to extinguish.

In this situation, protecting the house is secondary, saving lives is the most important thing.

"You and General Mo lie flat on the ground. Don't stand up!"

After a fire occurs, high-temperature ash will float in the air, with relatively less on the ground.

It would take time to break in through the door and windows. Jiang Yuzhu was worried that the couple would be choked by the smoke and dust, so she gave them a special warning.

Shen Zhilan's consciousness was in a state of confusion. She wanted to respond but her eyes went dark and she knew nothing.

Before she fell into coma, she held Mo Qianyu's hand tightly, feeling at peace and contentment in her heart.

After being reborn, Shen Zhilan understood that she could not rely on others for her life, but after she realized this, she found that she still could not become strong.

Shen Zhilan trusts Jiang Yuzhu more than herself.

"cousin?"

Jiang Yuzhu became even more anxious as she didn't get a response for a long time.

After Huang Dali and Huang Xiaomei brought the water tank over, Jiang Yuzhu finally calmed down a bit and said thankfully, "Dali, Xiaomei, you two are really great!"

While the other servants used basins and buckets to collect water, the brother and sister used water jugs directly.

After two tanks of water were poured in, the windows were charred and the fire was reduced.

"Bang!"

There was another sound, and the pillars in the room collapsed, and the area near the door collapsed.

Just when Jiang Yuzhu was about to speak, Huang Dali had already jumped into the window nimbly with the water tank on his back.

Huang Xiaomei immediately stood by the window and half-squatted with her legs ready.

In just a brief moment, Mo Qianyu flew out of the window, spinning in the air, and Huang Xiaomei caught him effortlessly.

"My cousin is pregnant and can't stand the hassle!"

Jiang Yuzhu's eyelids twitched, and she had to admit that this was the quickest way to get out.

"Ma'am, no, there's a fire again!"

The strong wind blew the flames towards the window frame.

When these pieces of wood come into contact with fire, the remaining sparks inside will be ignited, and the fire will return to its previous intensity.

Shen Zhilan didn't come out, and Huang Dali was still in the room.

Jiang Yuzhu rubbed her eyebrows, feeling anxious.

Huang Xiaomei put Mo Qianyu down and walked to the main door and said, "Madam, don't worry, this servant and I both have experience."

In the past, when the village chief's house caught fire, the brother and sister worked together to rescue people.

As if to confirm Huang Xiaomei's words, something moved at the door soon, and a large vat rolled out of the room.

Next, Huang Dali poked his head out of the vat, and there was the unconscious Shen Zhilan.

The fire woke up the people living nearby, and everyone came to help with carts filled with water.

There is strength in numbers. Within half an hour, everyone in the general's mansion was rescued and temporarily settled in Jiang Yuzhu's mansion.

Although the people were rescued, the fire could not be contained and continued to burn for several hours.

By the time the city defense forces joined forces with the people to put out the fire, the General Protector's Mansion had become a ruin, and even the neighboring mansions were affected.

Hong Xiu turned back, holding a person in her hand, but unfortunately it was not a living person, but a corpse.

"Madam, it's my fault that I didn't do my job well."

Hong Xiu chased after the man relentlessly, and just as she was about to catch up, the black shadow suddenly stopped.

The black shadow narrowed his eyes and said to Hong Xiu, "Do you want to ask about the mastermind behind this?"

"If you tell the truth, I might be able to spare your life."

Hong Xiu confronted the black shadow, and it was obvious that the black shadow was no match for her.

Just as Hong Xiu was about to arrest someone, the black shadow sneered, "I was one step behind. If I fell into Xie Zhao's hands, I would have no chance of survival. I would have been in a state worse than death. Do you think I'm a fool just because I was discovered?"

"As for the master behind this, you really want to know, right? What do you think?"

He teased Hong Xiu in a relaxed tone, and the black shadow suddenly opened his eyes wide, black blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and then he fell straight to the ground.

Hong Xiu said in annoyance, "Madam, he committed suicide by taking poison!"

"This slave shouldn't have wasted his time talking. He should have brought the person back directly!"

As long as you hand the person over to the master, he will definitely find a way to pry open his mouth.

Now the clue is gone and all the work is in vain.

After Hongxiu finished speaking, she lowered her head in shame. In the end, it was all her fault.

Jiang Yuzhu stared at the corpse, put on gloves to examine it, and then said gently: "Hongxiu, this is not your fault."

The black shadow had a poison sac hidden in his mouth, and it was obvious that he had prepared a way out.

Even if the person is in Xie Zhao's hands, the black shadow will commit suicide as long as he gets the chance.

"Yan Lin is awake. Let's go back to the mansion and check the situation."

Jiang Yuzhu kicked the black shadow. If it had not been discovered in time, all the people in the general's mansion would have been buried in the sea of ​​fire.

Is there such a plot in the original book?

Jiang Yuzhu couldn't remember, because after she entered the book, many plots changed naturally.

At the mansion, Yan Lin was taking Mo Qianyu's pulse with a frown on his face.

When Yan Lin learned that he was almost burned to death in a fire, he was shocked at first, and then felt scared.

He had no recollection of how he fell drunk and how he was rescued from the fire.

Jiang Yuzhu's lips were dry and cracked. She moistened them with a handkerchief and asked, "Doctor Yan, how is General Mo?"

After rescuing the man, Jiang Yuzhu had done a quick check and found that Mo Qianyu had not inhaled much cigarette ash.

He has been in a coma, and I'm afraid it's related to the food and alcohol.

Yan Lin was dazed for a moment and replied, "At the banquet last night, General Mo toasted everyone one by one and drank a whole jar of wine."

All the servants in the mansion, including the guards, except for the pregnant Shen Zhilan, drank at least one bowl of sorghum liquor.

Yan Lin suspected that there was something wrong with the wine and that someone had drugged him in advance.

The powder mixed with the wine had a strong aftereffect, so the fire started before dawn while everyone in the house was asleep.

Thinking of this, Yan Lin felt a chill down his spine and cold sweat on his forehead. He just wanted to have a New Year's Eve dinner, but he almost lost his life!

"Young General Mo's pulse is stable. He will wake up in about two hours."

Yan Lin had already checked the pulses of all the conscious servants. He hesitated and said, "It's just..."

"Just what? Tell me!"

Jiang Yuzhu caught a glimpse of Yan Lin's hesitant expression, put down the teacup, and her expression became solemn again.