Cui Yihuan was the first to clearly see the person.
My mind and spirit are shattered.
His son, Xie Tingzhou, rushed into the fire.
"Tingzhou, come back."
Driven by maternal instinct, she blurted it out unconsciously.
The fire was so big that if you went in, you might not come out alive.
The old lady caused him to lose his mother at a young age; she was hardly worthy of his help.
But Xie Tingzhou was too fast, and he disappeared into the fire in an instant.
She shouted anxiously, "Quickly, fetch water, put out the fire, save the prince!"
Everyone is fetching water to put out the fire, but with little effect.
Seeing that the fire showed no signs of abating, and Xie Tingzhou still hadn't come out.
In her desperation, Cui Yihuan unleashed astonishing strength, snatched the wet blanket from the guard's hand, wrapped it around herself, and charged into the fire.
She was saved from her Thunder Boat.
That was the child she carried for ten months, full of anticipation, but whom she never raised for a single day. He was tormented by his stepmother and grandmother as he grew up, and now she can only watch him from afar.
Even if she might not be able to reach Tingzhou's side, she is a mother and cannot just wait and do nothing.
Even if there's only the slightest chance that going in might help her child, she should still go in.
Cui Yihuan's mind was made up.
But Ye Zhen grabbed her.
"Aunt Cui, danger!"
"open."
Cui Yihuan struggled.
She knew it was dangerous, of course, but her son was inside.
Ye Zhen ripped the quilt off her and threw it to the guards, then led her away.
He soothed her, "Aunt Cui, your brother is skilled in martial arts. You won't be able to help him if you go in; you'll only be a burden."
Despite saying that, Ye Zhen himself kept his eyes glued to the fire, hoping that the person would come out soon.
"But that's fire."
Cui Yihuan couldn't break free from Ye Zhen's restraints and roared, "Let go! I need to save him! No matter how good your martial arts are, you're still just a mortal body. How can you withstand raging fire?"
Her child has already been injured in the fire once; how could she bear it if something else happened to him?
Ye Zhen, a martial artist, had arms as strong as iron clamps.
Unable to break free, Cui Yihuan knew Ye Zhen meant well and could no longer retaliate. She could only lower her voice and desperately cry out, "Why did he go in? Why did he go in? That person wasn't worth saving!"
If she had known she would put Tingzhou in danger, she should have dressed up as a ghost a few days ago to scare that old poisonous woman to death, or at least poison her with a packet of medicine if she couldn't.
She spared her life because she wanted to torture her, to make her death known to the world, and to seek justice for herself.
She had finally been reborn and wanted to live a good life to be by her son's side, unwilling to risk her own life for revenge.
But now it has put her son in danger.
Cui Yihuan was filled with regret; her legs went weak and her body began to tremble.
Ye Zhen hugged her tightly, his eyes filled with complex emotions. "My brother will be out soon, don't worry."
Cui Yihuan didn't notice the change in her address; her eyes were fixed on the room, hoping that her son would come out safely the next moment.
She regained her strength when a figure burst out of the fire.
Ye Zhen let go of her hand.
Cui Yihuan darted in front of Xie Tingzhou like a mother leopard, "Are you alright? Are you burned anywhere?"
Her eyes were filled with worry, tears streaming down her face as she looked Xie Tingzhou up and down.
Xie Tingzhou sensed something was wrong, shook his head, and shook off the wet quilt covering him. Apart from the hem of his clothes being licked by the flames, he looked completely unharmed.
Cui Yihuan let out a long sigh of relief.
But the old lady in his arms was wrapped in a thin blanket and carried out by Xie Tingzhou. Her clothes were tattered, her body was covered in blisters, her hair was completely burned off, and she was unconscious.
Looking at the old lady like this, Cui Yihuan felt a sense of satisfaction, but thinking about Xie Tingzhou's actions just now, she couldn't feel happy at all.
His son's safety was more important than revenge.
Unfortunately, her son had just put himself in danger for the sake of his enemy.
It's all her fault; she didn't let her son only want the truth sooner.
But now is not the time to tell the truth, she slowly stepped back.
Xie Tingzhou glanced at her, then carried the old lady to a safe room.
Ye Zhen followed with the imperial physician.
Xie Tingzhou promised the Marquis Zhongyong that he would spare the old lady's life, and Ye Zhen did not want the old lady to die so easily.
They hit it off immediately.
He decided to leave the old lady half-dead first, to make her pay for the evil she had done, and then settle accounts with her thoroughly after the Marquis of Zhongyong found out the truth.
They also wanted the barbarian slave to die with value, so they planned to have someone impersonate the barbarian slave to kill the old lady and sow discord between the old lady and Fu Jiang and his mother.
When Tse Ting-chou proposed the plan to enter the fire to rescue people, Yip Chung-ying opposed it.
It wasn't until Xie Tingzhou repeatedly assured her that he had a safe way, and personally planned the route with Ye Zhen while the old lady was dozing off, that Ye Zhen, after weighing the options and confirming that he could escape unscathed, finally agreed.
Then they disguised Xing Ze and made him look like a barbarian slave.
Xing Ze was extremely loyal to Xie Tingzhou and dared not be careless about Xie Tingzhou's safety. Only when he was asked to sprinkle the wine and water according to the planned route could Ye Zhen feel at ease.
Fortunately, everything proceeded smoothly as planned.
Xie Tingzhou risked his life to save his grandmother, and he will be known as the most filial son in the world. No one will doubt that he started the fire.
He said he would kill the barbarian slave for Ye Zhen, and he did. The barbarian slave was burned alive, and before she died, she experienced the pain of the children and the nuns.
However, the old lady's own son, Fu Jiang, wanted to burn her alive.
The old lady will definitely develop a grudge against Jiang Sheng.
But the moment Xie Tingzhou rushed into the fire, Ye Zhen's heart pounded like a drum, and she was on edge, fearing that he might make a mistake.
Ye Zhen also regretted it; he shouldn't have agreed to let Xie Tingzhou take the risk.
So when Xie Tingzhou went back to his room to change his clothes, Ye Zhen found an excuse to quietly follow him. "Are you injured?"
He was dressed in all black, and Ye Zhen worried that she hadn't seen him clearly enough.
Xie Tingzhou laughed, "My calf hurts a bit, maybe it's a burn."
Because she was covered by the quilt, Cui Yihuan didn't notice.
Ye Zhen immediately tried to squat down to check, but he grabbed her arm and said, "It's nothing serious."
"Roll up your trouser legs, let me see."
Having pretended to be a prince for many years, Xie Tingzhou had developed an unruly nature, and he took advantage of this to push his luck.
"The old man said that a man's feet should not be shown to just anyone. If you do see them, you will be responsible for me, okay?"
Ye Zhen was concerned about his injuries and glared at him. "Father said that a man must protect himself when he is away from home. This is home. Roll it up and let me see."
Xie Tingzhou obediently did as he was told.
There was indeed a burn, about the size of Ye Zhen's palm.
"Go wash up and change into clean clothes, then I'll apply the medicine for you."
Ye Zhen lowered his eyes and urged him on.
Xie Tingzhou was injured for her sake; he had plenty of ways to make the old lady half-dead.
But Ye Zhen was determined to make the old lady and the barbarian servants experience the pain of being burned. Xie Tingzhou deduced her thoughts from her words and cooperated with her to arrange the fire.
Xie Tingzhou noticed her guilt and bent down to look at her, "This little injury won't even leave a scar..."
It's not worth making you feel bad.
Before she could finish speaking, a soft body bumped into her arms. Ye Zhen wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him tightly.
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