The wooden beams were blackened by the fire, and the old spliced wooden boards were only half burned and fell down with a plop.
Hot dust stirred up on the ground.
Ling Yutong held the soaked handkerchief and covered her mouth and nose, looking inside with cold eyes.
Yu Nanxun used a clever move to throw himself into the wheelchair, and headed out of the hospital against the blazing fire.
His body was stained with fire, and his hands were burned with a "sizzling" sound, but he seemed not to notice it. His fingers turned the wheelchair, and although his movements were sluggish, he did not stop.
A low laugh escaped from his throat.
"Let me look for you. Where are you?"
"Miss Ling."
Ling Yutong heard it and pursed her lips.
She was probably one of the few people in the world who knew how crazy he was, and because of this, she chose to stay despite the burning fire.
Her palms were sticky and sweaty, and she wasn't sure whether the fire could burn him to death.
Although there is only one person in the Yu family, Yu Nanxun is now the only one.
The fire burned the wood black, and Yu Nanxun's wheelchair was falling apart. His eyes were searching, and then, bright colors gradually spread from the bottom of his pupils, mixed with the jumping firelight, and his expression was crazy and happy.
"Found you."
At the same time, Ling Yutong felt a chill in his back and turned his head sharply.
About a long street away, there was a man bathed in flames at the front, looking at her from a distance.
The hands in her sleeves suddenly clenched tightly, Ling Yutong's face was as sharp as a knife, and she stared at the figure coldly, guarding against the other person rushing over regardless and wanting to die with her.
Yu Nanxun smiled slowly when he saw her feeling like she was facing an enemy.
He smiled happily.
"Is this fierce fire a gift from you?"
He stroked his neck, then touched his limbs whose muscles had been severed, and shook his head.
"You still want my life."
His tone changed a lot.
Ling Yutong frowned. She felt the other person's sticky eyes locked on her with endless malice, and then he was talking meaningless words to himself.
madman.
She sighed secretly in her heart.
Who wants whose life?
If she didn't fight back, he would have killed her thousands of times.
The arc of the corners of Yu Nanxun's mouth became wider and wider, and he was smiling in a way that almost tore the corners of his mouth apart.
The pain caused by the burning flames was not as profound as the pain caused by Ling Yutong's look.
That trembling feeling seemed to come from the soul. He and she had always been on opposite sides.
He looked at Ling Yutong's face almost obsessively, letting the flames engulf him.
The figure of the woman who was engraved in the bottom of my heart, born of love and hatred, quietly blurred, and gradually became... Ling Yutong's appearance.
She was so hot and her whole body was covered with sharp thorns.
"Miss Ling, as you wish."
Ling Yutong's pupils shrank.
Yu Nanxun took the initiative to reach out and hug the charred beam that was smashed down from the door. The crackling sound from the remaining fire instantly made his body a mess.
The wheelchair finally could no longer bear it, and Yu Jinghong fell into a sea of golden-red flames, staring intently...in the direction of Ling Yutong.
Although she was not afraid, her heart felt cold.
A slight doubt emerged in her heart. If Yu Nanxun had loudly insulted her when she was about to die, and even wanted to drag her to die with him, she would not be so confused.
But he kept looking at her, even with a pleasant smile on his lips, as if... he had sacrificed his life to her, and it was extremely satisfying to die in front of her.
She trembled all over and felt very wet.
The flowers and plants in the courtyard were burned, and Yu Nanxun's body was covered with golden-red flames. Judging from the burning heat, there was no way he could survive.
Ling Yutong took one last look, turned around and climbed over the wall to leave.
The wind blew loudly, blowing her clothes. She kept walking and returned home quickly, just in time to miss... the people from the dark city who arrived in the next moment.
The jingling sound of jade jade was heard. Xiao Er raised his eyes and glanced at the crazy flames of the Prime Minister's Mansion. He seemed to be in a deserted place, and his eyes were precisely searching for the presence of his employer.
"Due to special reasons, your transaction with Andu will be cancelled, and the money will be refunded in double the amount. Please check it tomorrow morning."
The jade stone fell on Yu Nanxun, who was covered in charred black. He suddenly raised his hand like a flashback and caught Xiao Er's leaving figure.
A low, hoarse laugh sounded like a bellows breaking.
"It's her, right?"
"Save me, I can trade more information about her with you."
…
As soon as Ling Yutong stepped into the house, he was caught off guard and ran into the arms of someone.
To be precise, she was hugged tightly.
When she was stunned, the momentum of her landing was not fully relieved. Her eyes widened and she watched helplessly as she... pressed the man under her.
She wanted to get up, but a pair of strong hands tightened around her waist, preventing her from leaving.
"Qi Yan..."
Ling Yutong bit her lip in embarrassment, which was why she didn't attack anyone immediately.
"You smell like Huozhezi."
Ling Yutong froze.
"Why didn't you tell me about such a dangerous operation? Why didn't you take me with you?"
"I……"
"You can no longer use my injuries as an excuse. Even if I do need to rest, the right to know... you have to let me have it, right?"
Staring at her crystal eyes so close to him, Qi Yan sighed silently in his heart, knowing that he could not push the person too far.
"never mind."
"As long as you're okay."
Guilt flashed in Ling Yutong's eyes. She really... she just wanted to prevent Qi Yan from traveling too much, and because of some unknown thought, she didn't want to talk to him more, so she didn't tell him.
She didn't expect that he would... react so violently. The heart in the hard chest beneath her was beating rapidly, like a drum, and she could feel it.
An inexplicable tension and guilt came to mind.
"I won't..."
Before she finished speaking, Ling Yutong's eyes widened in shock, her emotions even stronger than before. She looked at Qi Yan with trembling eyes, a little confused.
Qi Yan's fingertips gently stood on her lips.
With only a slight to almost insignificant distance between them, she couldn't help but hold her breath and couldn't continue to speak.
Because as long as she makes a move, her lips will touch his fingers.
This... is so intimate.
Her eyes turned left and right, and finally fell on Qi Yan's face. Then she found that Qi Yan's expression was at ease, and he didn't seem to think it was anything.
So, she also convinced herself to calm down.
but……
What she didn't realize was that Qi Yan's heart was beating faster and faster in his chest, and his body was always slightly stiff, not daring to touch her more.
"There is no need to make such a promise to me."
"I am just stating to you that I hope that I will be aware of all your dangerous actions."
When the fingertips left, Ling Yutong pursed her lips subconsciously.
Her elbows were slightly stiff, and only later did she realize that they were still so close.
Qi Yan coughed lightly: "Did you fall somewhere? Let me help you up."
When she stood up and dusted herself off, Ling Yutong peeked at Qi Yan. After confirming that his wound was not serious, she breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but sigh in her heart:
For a person like Qi Yan to be able to endure such a close contact with her just now, he must really regard her as a family member from the bottom of his heart.
Although he has said it before, what he feels personally is often even more shocking.
I feel more comforted in my heart.
The fire in Yu Mansion burned all night, and early in the morning, a blackened mummy was wrapped in a straw mat and laid across the courtyard.
The surrounding walls of the palace were completely black, and there was an unpleasant burnt smell, which was shocking to see.
"Eh!"
"The person who was burned to death is the new official who is about to take office, Yu Nanxun?"
"Oh, how pitiful I am today. What a grudge. I killed someone the day before I took office."
"I heard that it's not easy to get promoted to this official position. He is a bastard who kills his relatives for righteousness!"
Yu Xiang pushed aside the crowd, and the first words that came into his ears were this, and his face turned dark instantly.
He looked up at the former glorious palace, which was now in ruins, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes.
The charred corpse in the courtyard was wearing the concubine's pajamas that he despised the most. Now, he didn't even have a queen.
Yu Nanxun did not tell him where Jinghong was hidden. Now that he is dead and the tea is cold, the possibility of him finding Jinghong again... is infinitely close to zero.
Sighing up to the sky could not express his feelings. He rushed into the courtyard like crazy and stopped in front of the straw mat.
The huge Yu Mansion was burned all night, but only one person died.