He Yunze looked at the dark cellar, and the hairs on his entire body stood on end.
He was clearly in the middle of a fire, his whole body being scorched by the burning flames, but he felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless ice cellar, his whole body icy cold.
In his previous life, he was the master of the Marquis of Anding's mansion and managed it for decades. The Marquis of Anding's mansion never had a cellar.
This cellar looks like it was just dug.
So, my elder brother... so, from the first day he returned to the capital from the frontier and moved into the Marquis's residence, he slept in a separate room from him.
So that he could hide it from everyone and dig a cellar under his bed?
As He Yunze thought about it, his breathing became more and more rapid, and his face grew paler and paler.
He tried his best to suppress his trembling body, but the next moment, He Yunze's eyes widened again.
Because he saw He Jingyan slowly climb up from the cellar, holding an unconscious person in his arms.
Once he was completely out of the cellar, He Yunze could finally see the face of the person in his arms.
He... he was holding Song Xizhi in his arms!!!
Song Xizhi lay in his arms with his eyes closed, his hands and feet bound, seemingly without any consciousness.
He Yunze's pupils contracted sharply, and he involuntarily took a few steps back, his hands covering his mouth trembling uncontrollably.
She watched helplessly as He Jingyan walked out step by step, about to come face to face with her.
He Yunze shuddered and hurriedly picked up a large rock from the corner.
But for some reason, He Jingyan didn't come out of the house.
He paused slightly, as if he had thought of something. In an instant, he made a decision, picked up Song Xizhi again, and quickly walked into the cellar.
Upon seeing this, He Yunze instantly seemed to understand something. He quickly put down the stone in his arms and ran out of the courtyard without hesitation.
He was incredibly fast. He Yunze had never run so fast in his two lifetimes of studying and serving as an official.
His calves were trembling, but his mind was incredibly clear.
He Yunze knew why He Jingyan did this.
Because he initially wanted to get rid of me, he asked me to move "Song Xizhi's" body out of the mourning hall.
If he had already moved "Song Xizhi's" body out, then in full view of everyone, his brother would not be able to bring out the real Zhizhi.
So he had no choice but to turn back and temporarily put Zhizhi in the cellar.
Panting, He Yunze thought of this and decisively turned into the mourning hall.
At this moment, the roof beams had broken, and there were many flames burning on Song Xizhi's body, as if the person was about to be burned to ashes.
He Yunze didn't care about the fire anymore. He let the flames burn on his body, but he still gritted his teeth and carried "Song Xizhi's" body on his shoulder.
At this moment, He Yunze seemed to feel no pain, only charging forward relentlessly.
He knew that as long as this fake "Song Xizhi" could appear in front of everyone, Zhizhi could not be taken away by him for the time being.
By the time He Yunze carried the corpse to the gate of the Marquis of Anding's residence, he was almost completely exhausted.
He collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, his bloodshot eyes filled with tears, his entire body covered in smoke and soot, not a single spot on his body unscathed.
"Song Xizhi" was also mostly burned, lying haphazardly beside him.
As soon as He Yunce came out, everyone rushed over to him.
Looking at He Yunce's body covered in blisters, Old Madam He staggered, her voice trembling, "Yunce, Yunce..."
He Yunce swallowed hard, then explained to everyone, "My brother asked me to move my sister-in-law's body out first. He went to find Father, but I don't know if he found him yet."
Upon hearing this, Old Madam He trembled even more violently: "The roof beams of the Marquis's mansion have already collapsed twice, why hasn't he come out yet?"
Tonight, Madam He is so pitiful, and everyone is gathered around her to comfort her.
It's unclear how much time passed, but He Jingyan emerged from the Marquis's residence, covered in soot and flames.
Everyone looked behind him with anticipation.
Old Madam He, Madam Huang, and Huang Suyi hurriedly helped the servants to He Jingyan's side and asked anxiously, "Where is he?"
"Ayan! Where is your father? Where is my son Jianbai? Where is he?"
The Empress Dowager, who had been waiting at the entrance of the Marquis's residence, rushed forward and asked anxiously, "How is the situation?"
He Jingyan glanced at the Empress Dowager, then his voice was filled with sorrow as tears streamed down his face: "We've searched everywhere, but we haven't found Father anywhere!"
"We have no idea where Dad has gone!"
As soon as he finished speaking his sorrowful words, the women's cries grew even more heart-wrenching. Old Madam He suddenly felt dizzy, her body went limp, and she collapsed to the ground.
He Jingyan hurriedly helped him up, his expression full of self-reproach: "Grandson is useless, Grandmother, it is grandson who is useless!"
He Yunze sat on the ground, looking up at He Jingyan's grief-stricken expression, his swollen red eyes filled with mockery.
He Jingyan cried for a while before ordering people to move all the women of the Marquis of Anding's residence to a safe place.
He then began directing his men to put out the fire.
He told his servants not to try to put out the fire at the entrance of the Marquis's mansion, because the wind was blowing from the northwest and they wouldn't be able to extinguish it if they stood in the wind.
He ordered his servants to go to the northwest to put out the fire.
Only He Yunze knew that it was because the northwest direction of the Marquis's residence was exactly where Ximoxuan was located.
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