321 Purse, heart and soul aches at the same time

Tong Jue and Tong Yao came to their senses and rushed in after Feng Qingchen, but they didn't expect the door beam at the gate to suddenly fall down. The two were startled and instinctively took a step back. As a result, they could only watch Feng Qingchen's figure sink into the sea of ​​fire.

The two maids got anxious and shouted loudly: "Xiu..."

Feng Qingchen paused and turned sideways. Her beautiful face under the sparks was like a blooming rose, emitting deadly lust: "Don't worry about me. You guys go out first. I can go out by myself."

After he finished speaking, Feng Qingchen went into the fire without looking back. The roof beams and wooden pillars kept falling down from time to time, but Feng Qingchen was like the most valiant warrior, unstoppable, ignoring all obstacles and rushing in.

The two maids were terrified watching from behind, but Feng Qingchen was agile and was able to avoid the fire pillar every moment before it fell, as if he had known it in advance.

Are you kidding? If she didn’t know how to avoid danger, running around on the battlefield every day, she would have died countless times.

"Xiu, this won't work." The two maids gritted their teeth, closed their eyes and rushed in regardless, but were picked up by Li Xun who came over: "Ahem, you two don't want to live anymore, why don't you leave now."

Li Xun's face was red from the smoke from the fire. The entire Feng Mansion was surrounded by a sea of ​​fire. Putting out the fire was a luxury. The only thing that could be done now was to save people.

"No, we can't leave. Xiu, Xiu is inside." The two maids were so anxious that they kept jumping up and down. Li Xun frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment and said in a deep voice: "You go first, I will go to save Feng Xiu."

Li Xun took the water from the soldier behind him and poured it on himself: "Okay, leave Fengxiu to me, I will take her out."

As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed in.

Tong Jue and Tong Yao also rushed in without any hesitation. The blazing fire seemed to roast people. Li Xun noticed the movement behind him. When he turned around and saw the two girls, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood: "What are you doing rushing in? Can you carry Feng Xiu out?"

At this time, Tong Jue and Tong Yao remembered that Feng Qingchen was still unconscious: "We are Xiu's maids. Xiu died in the sea of ​​fire, so of course we have to accompany her."

The two maids did not explain much, but just followed Li Xun, carefully avoiding the falling beams. Seeing this, Li Xun could only follow them. When Li Xun rushed towards Feng Qingchen's room, the two girls turned and went to the next room.

When Li Xun rushed in, the bed in the room was already on fire. The raging fire made it impossible to see if there was anyone in the room, and if there was anyone, it might have been charred to pieces.

Li Xun's heart suddenly stopped beating, and he quickly drew out his sword and swept it towards the enemy, silently praying in his heart that Feng Qingchen could escape. He swept his sword towards the enemy, but nothing happened...

"Feng Xiu is not here." Li Xun heaved a sigh of relief, and when he turned around, he found that the two maids had not followed him in. Li Xun frowned, but did not think much about it. He just thought that the two maids were blocked by the fire. He cursed them in his heart for causing trouble. He had to go back to find their whereabouts. Li Xun did not dare to delay, turned around and rushed out of the room, and continued to look for Feng Qingchen...

The study is the most important place in other people's homes, but in Feng Mansion, the study is a completely dispensable place. The door of the study in Feng Mansion is wide open, and Feng Qingchen seldom comes to the study.

Many people think that the Feng Mansion's study is just a decoration, but they don't know that the Feng Mansion's most valuable item is placed in the study.

When Feng Qingchen rushed in, there was no spark in the study, but the temperature was high. Feng Qingchen quickly opened the secret compartment and took out a black wooden box.

To be precise, it is more like a whole piece of wood. The palm-sized wooden box exudes a cold light. There is not a single gap on the wooden box, but the inside is hollow. Feng Qingchen once thought about opening it, but he couldn't, so he kept it in the secret compartment of the study.

When the fire broke out this time, Feng Qingchen didn't think of anything else but the wooden box that she had to take out. In her memory, this wooden box should have been given to her by her mother. It was something more important than life and must not be lost.

When Feng Qingchen took the wooden box in his hand, his palm was obviously frozen, and he almost dropped the wooden box. Feng Qingchen hurriedly retrieved the wooden box, tore off two pieces of paper, wrapped the wooden box and stuffed it into his sleeves, turned around and walked out, but at the moment he turned around, he saw a touch of color in the corner of the desk...

"Purse? It turns out to be here." She couldn't find it anywhere before, and now she didn't want to look for it at all, but it appeared here. It was really... ridiculous!

Feng Qingchen twitched her lips, revealing a smile that was almost like crying. She stared at her purse, unable to make a decision for a long time.

"Whether I take it or not, why do you never let me go? Is this my fate? Every time I was ready to give up on you, you always appeared in front of me in various ways, making me compromise for you again and again."

Feng Qingchen was in a daze in the room, while the two maids were looking for someone in the midst of the rage: "Xiu, Xiu, where are you? Xiu..."

A tiny cry came with the wind. Feng Qingchen was startled. He quickly came to his senses. A struggle flashed in his eyes. He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and walked away.

She couldn't afford the purse of the Ninth Prince, so she let it turn into ashes like the Feng Mansion!

Unexpectedly, just when Feng Qingchen rushed to the door, "Bang..." Outside the study, a thick beam suddenly fell down, blocking the door and also blocking Feng Qingchen's way.

Feng Qingchen instinctively stepped back, but her feet slipped and she fell backwards. At the same time, the door of the study also fell down and smashed towards Feng Qingchen...

Ah... Feng Qingchen's face changed, and he quickly calmed his mind, restrained his body from falling backwards, pointed his toes, turned beautifully on the spot, rushed two steps to the left, and avoided the wooden door that was smashing down on him.

Dong... The wooden door fell to the ground, and Feng Qingchen lay prone in the corner of the desk, with the purse that the Ninth Prince asked her to fill right in front of her nose.

The fire flickered, and the silk thread on the purse also flickered, vaguely outlining a blurry face. Feng Qingchen discovered that the blurry face was the same as the Ninth Prince's appearance.

Ninth uncle?

Feng Qingchen lay on the table motionless, staring at her purse in a daze, as if possessed by a demon. Feng Qingchen seemed to see the Ninth Prince looking at her pitifully, as if saying: "Don't leave me, take me away."

"But I don't want to. I don't want to take you away and tie you to me. It's me who will take you away from the bondage." Feng Qingchen murmured into the purse. A tear slipped from her eyes, but she was unaware of it.

She didn't want to continue to be entangled with the Ninth Prince. She wanted her love to be destroyed along with the fire!

Feng Qingchen propped herself up with her elbows, ready to rush out, but the purse refused to let her go. The shadow of the Ninth Prince became more and more obvious, and his voice became more and more aggrieved and anxious. Feng Qingchen felt that her head was full of the Ninth Prince's voice.

"Feng Yichen, take me away, don't leave me alone! Feng Qingchen, take me away!"

"Feng Qingchen, take me away. I'm scared here alone."

"Feng Qingchen, don't abandon me, don't leave me alone. I have always been alone. Don't be like them and abandon me!"

"Feng Qingchen, please!"

"Please! Please! Please!"

…

"ah……"

The words "please" filled Feng Qingchen's mind like a demonic sound. Feng Qingchen was like a suppressed beast, and could only roar to vent his anger and powerlessness. Li Xun and the two maids were ecstatic when they heard Feng Qingchen's voice. The three of them hurriedly ran towards the study: "Xiu, Xiu, don't worry, everything will be fine."

"Fengxiu, don't worry. I will definitely take you out." Li Xun's voice also came.

Feng Qingchen then realized that she had lost her composure. She raised her sleeve to wipe her face, hiding her anger and tears. With a slightly hoarse voice, Feng Qingchen replied loudly, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

After saying that, he stood up and rushed towards the window. The moment he stood up, Feng Qingchen reached out her hand and grabbed the purse and stuffed it into her arms. Her heart calmed down because of this action.

When he was still ten steps away from the window, Feng Qingchen put his hands on his head, accelerated forward, and used the force to leap up...

With a thud, Feng Qingchen curled up like a cooked shrimp, used his back to knock open the fire window, fell to the ground, and rolled over.

When crashing into the fire window, sparks inevitably got on his body. Feng Qingchen did not panic. He rolled twice on the ground calmly. After making sure that the sparks were extinguished, he stood up. Feeling a burning pain on his back, Feng Qingchen took a breath to relieve the burning pain.

"Xiu, I'm glad you're okay." The two maids and Li Xun ran over immediately after hearing the noise. Seeing that Feng Qingchen was unharmed, the two maids cried and laughed, and pulled Feng Qingchen from the left and right to check on her.

A large part of Feng Qingchen's hair was burnt, and his back was also burned. It looked a little scary, but it was only on the surface. It would be fine after some rest. If he used a good ointment to apply it, not even a scar would be left.

Feng Qingchen pushed the two maids away expressionlessly: "Go out first and see if anyone else is okay."

"Don't worry, Fengxiu, everyone is fine. Although the fire is fierce, the Feng Mansion is connected all the way to the end. The courtyard is spacious without winding paths and alleys, so everyone ran out." Li Xun was smart and did not ask why Feng Qingchen was not sick.

Feng Qingchen nodded, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, hiding the sadness in her eyes: "As long as the person is fine, don't worry about the rest, let's go."

Feng Qingchen stood in the fire, looked at the place where she once lived with infinite nostalgia, then turned around and left...

The Feng Mansion was gone. The Feng Mansion that her parents had built with their own hands was gone. Even if she rebuilt it, it would no longer be the original Feng Mansion, nor the Feng Mansion in her memory.

His heart ached to the point of being numb, Feng Qingchen walked out mechanically.

Li Xiang...

Get ready to die! No one can enjoy wealth and luxury after destroying my Feng Qingchen's family!

At the same time, the Ninth Prince's face changed drastically, his hand holding the wine glass trembled, and he quickly covered his heart...

pain!