"Mother, I'm going to take a look." Jin Jinzhi looked at the direction where the thick smoke was rising and glanced at his mother with some worry.

The wind was strong in the evening, and the fire continued to spread. If this continued, it probably wouldn't be quiet all night.

If the fire had not been stopped in time, not only would more people have been injured or killed in the palace, but more palaces could have been destroyed, and the safety of his mother and unborn child could have been endangered.

"Go ahead, be careful." Xun Yunge followed Jin Jinzhi's gaze and looked out the window, then nodded.

"Yanying, take good care of Mother." Jin Jinzhi walked to the door and said to the guard who was wearing a black fitted robe and had a sword at his waist.

"Young General, rest assured, I will definitely protect Madam's safety!" Yan Ying replied, bowing her head.

"You few, come with me, grab the blankets and buckets, quick!" Jin Jinzhi instructed several strong-looking young eunuchs from Xiaoyue Pavilion to go to the Buddhist hall to help fight the fire.

"You all send more people to the Buddhist hall along the way. I'll go first!" Jin Jinzhi said, then lightly stepped forward and leaped across the walls.

The cold wind blew across his face, and it was very biting.

The chill made him exceptionally rational and clear-headed; entering the palace was a great honor.

However, he knew in his heart that the more favor the emperor showed to the Jin family, the more it showed that the emperor was wary of the Zhenbei Army.

Allowing them to stay in the palace would not actually bring any real benefit to the Jin family; on the contrary, it would arouse jealousy and make some petty officials envious.

As for how to proceed in the future, it depends on the emperor's attitude.

Jin Jinzhi frowned, sighed inwardly, quickened his pace, bypassed the palace, and rushed to the vicinity of the Buddhist hall.

"Wow!"

Jin Jinzhi was a martial artist with excellent hearing. Near the chaotic Buddhist hall, he heard the heart-wrenching cries of an infant mixed in with the sounds of crying!

Jin Jinzhi steadied himself, landed on his feet, and reached the entrance of the Buddhist hall. He kicked away the burning wood that was rushing towards him.

"There are people inside!" He clenched his fists, grabbed the bucket of water from the eunuch's hand, poured it on himself, covered his mouth and nose with his wet sleeves, and plunged into the sea of ​​fire alone.

The eunuchs and palace maids who were busy saving lives outside the Buddhist hall stood frozen in shock when they saw Jin Jinzhi burst in and cause trouble. Was this young man courting death?!

"Quickly, go and call for help!"

"Call more men! Come quickly and put out the fire! The little princess is still inside!"

...

"Waaah!" Yun Duoduo kept crying and screaming. At this moment, she felt her head buzzing and the world spinning.

The smoke inside the room grew thicker and the temperature rose higher.

Her voice grew softer and softer, and her throat became increasingly hoarse. She was almost unable to shout anymore, and the thick smoke was choking her.

Did anyone come to rescue her?

Is she really going to die here?!

Yun Duoduo felt desperate and in pain; this was the second time she had experienced this feeling of being on the verge of death.

This feeling of being held hostage by fate, and being powerless to change anything, plunged Yun Duoduo into an abyss.

The long, dark night on the road to light has lasted far too long.

She was completely exhausted, her mouth was dry, and she had almost run out of tears.

Aunt Xiang had already fainted. Just as Yun Duoduo was about to close her eyes, she vaguely saw a figure appear in front of her.

She slowly opened her eyes with difficulty, and in the firelight, she saw a face that was incredibly handsome.

At this moment, she could no longer tell whether it was a dream or reality.

Is she dead? Is this the King of Hell? Did the underworld send someone to collect her soul?

But when did the King of Hell become so handsome?!

It turns out that the King of Hell was not a man with a gaping maw, glaring blood-red eyes like copper bells, and a rugged appearance, but rather a handsome young man with features as if carved by a god, and a resolute and brave look between his brows.

Yun Duoduo smiled sarcastically. It's all the fault of those writers who wrote novels, who vilified the King of Hell. He was clearly a handsome young man.

Tsk tsk tsk, the reputation of the King of Hell has been damaged. It seems that the writers of storybooks are in danger!

Her consciousness wandered between reality and imagination. She couldn't help but stretch out her short, lotus-root-like arm and touch the boy's cheek.

Did the King of Hell come to take her away personally? It seems her status is truly noble, and her soul is very valuable. It wasn't some lowly ghosts or minions like the Black and White Impermanence who came to take her soul away, but rather the King of Hell, a powerful figure in the underworld, personally coming to deliver her soul.

For a moment, Yun Duoduo felt flattered and overwhelmed.

This VVIP service is pretty good!

She shook her head slightly, feeling like she was going crazy. She was about to die, yet her thought process was still so peculiar and active.

Jin Jinzhi was dodging the falling beams and pillars while he was busy rescuing people when he suddenly felt something soft touch his cheek.

He looked up and met Yun Duoduo's meaningful eyes.

This baby is still conscious!

Jin Jinzhi noticed A Xiang next to Yun Duoduo and nudged her, but A Xiang did not react.

[This adult probably can't be taken away in one trip, let's take this baby first!]

Yun Duoduo suddenly felt her body lighten and she was lifted into the air. Sure enough, the King of Hell was about to take her away. Yun Duoduo closed her eyes, and a sense of relaxation and relief spread throughout her body and mind.

...

Inside the Jade Palace, a palace maid rushed into Consort Chen's bedchamber in a panic.

"What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry?" Consort Chen was in a good mood, admiring her slender, fair fingers painted with pink nail polish.

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