Late at night, when everyone is asleep, you can hear the croaking of frogs.
After dinner, Song Yansheng and Song Jinze were sent back to Furong Courtyard by Zhuyin and Huarong.
Song Tingyue held Chi Yunzhi's hand and sat in the yard to enjoy the cool air.
After so many days, Chi Yunzhi can sit down for a while.
The two talked about the plans for the four stores, and then talked about Chi Yunzhi's plans for her own store. They always felt that there were still many things left to do.
"Don't be too anxious. I heard from Zhuyin that you manage Baoyun Pavilion very well." Song Tingyue blew the medicine to cool her down.
"Fortunately, at least Princess Muyang is quite satisfied with my design." Chi Yunzhi avoided the soup spoon handed over by Song Tingyue.
She pointed to her lips, and Song Tingyue understood.
"Well, not now." Song Tingyue strictly followed the doctor's warning.
It is not good for women to have sex before they finish the confinement period.
After Chi Yunzhi had a miscarriage, the old lady no longer allowed the two of them to live in the same room.
This is for Yunzhi's own good. If the two young people get too passionate again, it will cause great harm to their bodies!
So Song Tingyue returned to his study.
Along the way, he kept thinking about Chi Yunzhi's lip movements, and as he thought about it, he felt warm all over.
The hot wind blowing in my face made it even hotter.
Wei Ming, who was following behind, was very confused when he saw Song Tingyue fanning him continuously.
Is it so hot now?
Why doesn't he think so?
Song Tingyue practiced boxing three times and swordsmanship ten times in the open space outside the study before he suppressed the throbbing in his heart.
He thought he would be able to sleep well tonight.
Chi Yunzhi has also finished drawing the earrings. So far, she has completed the top hairpin, the heart-shaped hairpin, the flower-shaped hairpin and other parts. Once she completes the sideburns, the entire design will be complete.
She yawned loudly and prepared to go to bed.
But in the middle of the night, she suddenly smelled a burning smell and opened her eyes suddenly.
"There's a fire! Help come quickly!" Zhuyin and Huarong came in and saw that Chi Yunzhi had woken up, so they asked her to put on her coat and went out together.
"Where is the fire?" she asked, looking at the flickering fire outside.
The fire was so fierce that a line of flames had surrounded her main house, and people outside could not get in, so they were also stopped inside.
The billowing smoke choked Chi Yunzhi and made him cough continuously, and his face was covered with a layer of burnt ash.
The beam behind him collapsed instantly, and the flying sparks fell on the ground gauze curtain, igniting the gauze curtain.
They have no way to retreat.
"The design drawings are still inside!" Chi Yunzhi suddenly screamed. She felt it was a pity, but she was not yet to the point of risking her life in a sea of fire for the drawings.
Upon hearing this, Zhuyin gritted her teeth and rushed into the room full of flames.
"Zhuyin! Come out! I can draw it again if the blueprint is gone. That's not as important as human life!" Chi Yunzhi was so scared that her voice was shaking.
When she wanted to rush in, someone grabbed her waist and threw her into a warm embrace.
Song Tingyue carried her out, and the heat in her body gradually subsided.
Huarong was also rescued, only Zhuyin was still inside.
The beams have collapsed and everything inside will burn down.
Chi Yunzhi was so anxious that she tried to push him away and run in several times, and even her voice became hoarse.
In the end, Wei Ming poured himself a bucket of cold water to cool himself down, then rushed into the sea of fire and rescued the people.
Only half of the drawings were left, and all the account books were also burned. Fortunately, the warehouse was not burned.
All the maids and servants were doing their utmost to put out the fire, and this incident also alarmed the old lady and Qian.
Nanny Jiao came to take Chi Yunzhi to live with the old lady, and she could move in after the yard was cleaned up tomorrow.
Song Tingyue was worried about Chi Yunzhi, so he sent her to Songheyuan.
Aunt Jiao specifically told Song Tingyue not to go in to pay her respects, as the old lady had already gone to bed.
The couple said goodbye at the gate of Songheyuan.
The fire tonight was suspicious, so Song Tingyue sent Wei Ming to investigate. As expected, he found a tinderbox and a bucket of oil that was lost in the kitchen in the bushes.
This fire was man-made! His eyes narrowed, and he clenched his fists as he looked at the gradually extinguished ruins.
Zhuyin and four other maids took the little maids to clean up the yard to see what was still useful.
The night is as quiet as water, and the moonlight makes people's figures look taller.
Someone came out from the dog hole in the back wall and got on the ox cart that had been waiting there.
Chi Yunzhi was holding the blackened blueprint in her hand, which Zhu Yin had desperately tried to rescue.
She felt that it was time to find some time to train everyone in this area.
Nothing is more precious than human life.
If these are gone, she can repaint them, but if her life is gone, it is really gone.
The next morning, Nanny Liang came to her hurriedly and told her that Fang Baolin was missing.
Qian was so frightened that her face turned pale.
She also knew about the fire in Piaoxiangyuan last night, but she thought that only Chi Yunzhi lived there and her son was not affected, so she didn't pay much attention to it.
When she heard that Fang Baolin was missing, she had a bad suspicion in her mind.
Could this fire be related to her? Before she could figure it out, Song Tingyue and the officials were waiting outside.
Qian knew she couldn't delay much longer, so she dressed neatly and opened the door.
As soon as the door opened, the Dali Temple Minister took a piece of cloth and placed it on the table.
Qian's heart skipped a beat and she swallowed silently.
"Excuse me, is Miss Fang in there?" he asked with a serious face.
"She, she's missing. As for when she disappeared, I don't know." She cursed Fang Baolin hundreds of times in her heart for being so clumsy.
"Mother, it's very likely that she set the fire. This piece of cloth was found by a servant in the dog hole, and Fang Baolin is nowhere to be seen. This is very suspicious." Song Tingyue said again, "Mother, do you know where she went?"
Qian shook her head and said, "This matter has nothing to do with me. My Lord, you must find this little bitch!"
Fang Baolin was useless, so Qian decided to give up her niece.
I originally just wanted to find someone for her to marry off, but I didn't expect this to happen.
"She planned arson and murder. I have already reported it to the police. As for the Fang family, mother should not contact them anymore." After Song Tingyue finished speaking, he left with the Dali Temple Minister. Qian was so angry that she kicked over the stool.
When Fang Baolin woke up, he found himself still on the ox cart, but the driver was no longer his father.
"Who are you? Where is my father?" Fang Baolin was shocked.
"Hehe, I think you are pretty, so I want to give you to the boss as his wife. Don't be so ungrateful that you want to die." The man driving the cart had a ruffian look on his face, with a piece of straw in his mouth, and his messy hair was tied into a ball on his head. He didn't know how long he had worn his clothes, and they gave off a sour smell.
Fang Baolin screamed, but before he could open his mouth, he was slapped unconscious.
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