Upon hearing this, He Jingyan froze completely.
At this moment, He Yunze finally got his chance. With his hoarse voice, he roared to the sky, and two lines of hot tears streamed down his face: "Is the Marquis of Anding's mansion on fire?"
"My father's fate is unknown?!"
Tears streamed down his face as he feigned extreme fear and inability to shoulder the responsibility: "Brother! Brother, let's hurry back! Let's hurry back to save Grandmother and Father! There are so many people in the mourning hall!"
"The situation is so dangerous, you must go back and take charge. You've already lost your sister-in-law, you can't afford to lose your father and grandmother too!"
He Jingyan's chest heaved violently, and he snapped his eyes shut, already on the verge of exploding with rage.
But when he heard He Jingyan mention Song Xizhi's name, his eyes suddenly became deep and unfathomable.
He didn't object to He Yunce's words, but instead tightened his jawline, turned around, and rode directly towards the Marquis of Anding's residence.
He Yunze looked at He Jingyan's decisive back, which seemed to be filled with anxiety and worry.
He was slightly taken aback.
Unexpectedly, his elder brother did not object, but instead abandoned the order to transfer soldiers and returned to the Marquis of Anding's residence.
Was his previous guess wrong?
He Yunze gritted his teeth and hurriedly cracked his whip at his horse, rushing to catch up with him.
The closer the two got to the Marquis of Anding's residence, the more they could feel the choking smoke and the scorching temperature.
The entire An Dinghou Mansion seemed to be engulfed by a fireball.
When the two arrived at the gate of the Marquis of Anding's residence, they saw a huge crowd gathered there.
The scene was chaotic, with everyone throwing water into the fire, but it was all like a drop in the ocean compared to the immense flames.
The two hurriedly dismounted and squeezed through the crowd to the gate of the Marquis of Anding's residence.
At this moment, many people were standing at the gate of the Marquis of Anding's residence. Not only were there guests who had come to pay their respects, but also people such as Madam Huang, Old Madam He, and Huang Suyi.
They were all covered in dust and dirt, being supported by a group of maids and servants, their faces filled with fear and anxiety.
Huang Suyi clutched her stomach, sobbing uncontrollably: "My lord... My lord took some sedatives and went to sleep alone in the study. He's still inside..."
Madam He was also pale at this moment. She had fainted upon hearing the news of Song Xizhi's death.
Then he spent several days recuperating in bed, unable to get up, but who knew he would suddenly encounter such a huge fire!
When Old Madam He saw He Jingyan, she staggered forward and grasped his hand, trembling all over: "Your father is inside!"
"Ayan! Your father is inside!! What should we do?"
Upon hearing this, He Jingyan glanced again at the raging fire in front of him.
The intense heat of the fire scorched everyone around, making it difficult for anyone to break in. Even standing in front of the Marquis's mansion, being roasted by the fire, made people feel an irresistible urge to flee.
He snatched the water bucket from the servant and poured it all over himself.
Then, without looking back, he rushed into the fire.
All that could be heard was Old Madam He's heart-wrenching screams: "Ayan! Ayan!"
He Yunze stared wide-eyed at He Jingyan's actions, his mind going blank for a moment.
He originally instructed Shuangxi to set the fire in order to use the excuse that his father was trapped to stop He Jingyan.
He now has doubts about his brother's identity, so as long as the fire isn't extinguished and his father isn't found, his brother has absolutely no reason to leave.
But to his surprise, his brother, facing such raging flames, did not hesitate and rushed straight in to find their father.
So his suspicions were wrong?
So the older brother has no problem at all?
Was all of this just his wishful thinking, this good-for-nothing's fantasy? Was he just being petty and judging others by his own standards?
Thinking it over, He Yunze gritted his teeth, snatched the bucket of water from the servant's hand, poured the water over himself, and then rushed into the fire.
All around them were raging flames, and behind them came the anxious voices of Old Madam He and Madam Huang.
He Yunce ran with almost all his might, and when he arrived at the entrance of the mourning hall, he saw He Jingyan's figure.
He Jingyan also saw him at that moment. He was clearly surprised for a moment, and then hurriedly said, "Yun Ce, go to the mourning hall and take your sister-in-law's body out!"
"I'm going to find my father!"
He Yunze stared intently at him, the flames leaping and the heat scorching the two of them, almost distorting everything: "Brother, it is not appropriate for me to carry sister-in-law out."
"You carry my sister-in-law, I'm going to find my father!"
He doesn't want to hug her, since it's not Zhizhi who died inside.
Upon hearing this, He Jingyan slapped him across the face.
With a sharp crack, He Yunze's head was spun around. He stared at He Jingyan in surprise, feeling a metallic taste in his throat and his ears ringing.
He Jingyan's voice came from there: "What are you talking about? You only realize now that it's not suitable?"
"You're still arguing with me at this critical moment? Take your sister-in-law and get out of here! If you go to find Dad, you'll both die in there!"
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