Chu Li immediately turned his head and saw black smoke rising in the vast sky, which was the direction of the general's mansion.
How could the fire happen out of nowhere?
"Oh, God has eyes. Even if the murderer escapes the punishment of the law, he cannot escape God."
Chu Li turned back and asked, "Did you do this?"
Chu Jinglin frowned angrily and waved his hands, saying, "How dare you accuse me without any evidence? Someone, report to the Dali Temple. I want to sue the Ninth Prince for slandering me!"
The two young masters couldn't stop laughing.
This tone is very similar to the expression on the general's face when he went to the Dali Temple to file a complaint.
Hahaha!
Feng Shui is changing!
Chu Li knew it very well, but had no evidence.
Chu Jinglin!
This is too much!
Without caring about anything else, he immediately rushed to the general's mansion.
The curve of Chu Jinglin's mouth gradually turned cold: "Chu Li, the pain of losing a loved one should not only be borne by the Duke's Mansion alone, but also by the General's Mansion!"
General's Mansion.
The fire shot up into the sky.
Half the backyard was on fire.
“Ahem…”
"Put out the fire quickly...get some water...cough cough..."
“Hurry up!”
The servants were busy running back and forth carrying buckets and basins of water. Many people stood far away and did not dare to get close. Some enthusiastic people quickly brought buckets from their homes to help put out the fire.
When Chu Li rushed over, his face was almost burned by the scorching heat wave.
He quickly grabbed a servant and asked, "Have all the people inside come out?"
The servant's face was covered in dust and he was choking and couldn't cough:
"Ahem... The general was training his troops in the outskirts of the city. He received the news and is on his way back. His wife fainted from choking and was just rescued..."
"What about Qin Muyu and Qin Muxue?"
"Master and Miss...they...they..."
“Ahem!”
Two guards suddenly rushed out from the fire and protected Qin Muxue who had been choked by the thick smoke.
"Mu Xue!"
As soon as I came out, a burnt beam fell down.
Bang!
Sparks flew.
Chu Li rushed forward, grabbed Qin Muxue's wrist, felt her pulse, and then he took a deep breath, "Where's Qin Muyu?"
The guard's eyes turned red:
"The fire was so big that we didn't see the young master. We only found the young lady."
Qin Muyu is still in there?
Chu Li's eyes flashed and he was about to rush in.
"Ninth brother!" Chu Aotian hurriedly grabbed her and said, "You are crazy. With such a big fire, do you want to die? The beams inside the house have been burned off. I am afraid it will collapse soon."
Once you go in, you will definitely die.
The blazing fire made Chu Li's eyes red and his mind was in a state of excitement. He rushed to the house next door, grabbed a thick quilt, soaked it in water, put it on his body, and rushed into the fire without looking back.
"Ninth brother!"
"Ninth Prince!"
"Oh my God, how did the Ninth Prince get in? Something terrible has happened!"
Chu Aotian was shocked and anxious, jumping up and down and stamping his feet like a monkey.
what to do.
what to do!
If the ninth brother died, he would become the last among the eight princes, and would definitely be scolded by our father every day!
Chu Aotian scratched his head and thought of an idea. Suddenly, he bent his knees and knelt down facing the raging fire.
"Eighth Prince, what are you doing?"
Chu Aotian clasped his hands together and chanted wildly:
"Please God, please make it rain soon, please God, please make it rain soon, as long as my ninth brother is safe, I will be willing to live a mediocre life, marry three wives and four concubines, give me one hundred thousand taels of silver, let me live a life of idleness and wait for death, and give me a big house with three entrances and three exits, I will be willing to do it!"
The fire blurred the vision, and waves of scorching heat came over, almost melting everything.
Chu Li, wrapped in a wet quilt, rushed quickly into the yard where Qin Muyu was in the direction he remembered.
Bang!
The roof beams collapsed and flames spread everywhere.
"Qin Muyu!"
"Qin Muyu... cough cough!"
Chu Li avoided the area where the fire was raging, kicked open the burning door, and rushed into the house, only to see a figure lying in the corner with half of his clothes already burnt.
"Qin Muyu!"
She rushed over and stomped on and slapped his legs in an attempt to put out the fire.
But the fire was so big that not only could it not be put out, but the quilt she was wearing was almost dried out by the heat wave.
If they dried out and caught fire, they would all die.
Chu Li grabbed Qin Muyu's hand, put it around his neck, turned the quilt over, covered them both with it, and supported him with all his strength.
"Get out, let's get out."
"You'll be fine!"
He was heavy.
She was struggling.
"Ah...Ali..." Qin Muyu woke up drowsily, feeling weak all over and his voice hoarse.
Chu Li's eyes were stung by the heat and turned red. "Mu Yu!"
"You... hurry up... there's a drug..."
Chu Li knew.
This fire was not groundless. Was it the Duke's Mansion? Was it Imperial Concubine Jing? Or was it the Seventh Prince? They must have done it.
"We're going out soon, Mu Yu, just hold on, it'll be quick."
"No...don't bother with me..."
"I know. I have to take care of you. I have to take care of you. Don't worry, I won't abandon you."
Qin Muyu took a deep breath and almost couldn't breathe:
“Ahem… you… don’t…”
"I'm not leaving. I'm not leaving."
“I… cough!”
Qin Muyu was so angry and drugged that he fainted again.
A heavy weight pressed on Chu Li's thin shoulders, as well as the weight of a quilt. The scorching heat almost blinded her eyes. Her legs were shaking, and every step she took was extremely difficult.
The fire began to burn the hem of her clothes and slowly burned her.
Perhaps because she had adapted to the temperature, she did not feel the pain of her burned skin. There was only one thought in her mind: take him out.
She clenched her teeth.
Let’s go.
Let’s go.
I'm so tired.
Chu Li held him tightly with both hands, every vein popping out, and the thick smoke made her almost unable to breathe:
"Mu Yu, you're so heavy... When I was a kid, I broke my leg in the mountains. How on earth did you carry me back from miles away? You were only eight years old at the time..."
"At that time, was I also that heavy..."
Bang!
A pillar fell down, and Chu Li fell down the stairs, rolling several times.
Before she fainted, she seemed to see a cold crimson-purple robe...
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