"Xiao Mu, you can see clearly, there is only a quilt on the bed, Auntie and your brother are not there, they are somewhere else, and they are doing well. ”

"That's the shadow of the trees outside the window, no one, you know?"

The person who was held down resisted desperately.

"You lie to me! You don't want to save them, you just don't want to save them, you let me go!"

Fu Chen dragged her to the side of the bed, raised her hand, lifted the quilt on the bed, and threw it to the ground.

"This is Mingyuan, Xiao Mu, you can see clearly, this is our home, it is my home with you. Those things are over, they're all over, okay?"

There was a heart-rending cry, and in the faint light, there was a miserable white face full of tears.

"He took his mother and brother away, they must have been outside. ”

"Let's burn the quilt, Brother Xiaozhou, burn it all here, if there is a fire, my mother will definitely see it, and she will definitely come back to save me." ”

The voice grew more and more shaky, and in the thick fear, it was all begging.

Fu Chen leaned over and pressed the person on the ground into his arms.

"Okay, okay, it's all burned, you promise me, the fire is on, let's go out and wait for Auntie, okay. ”

"Okay, I promise you. ”

As if grasping the last glimmer of hope, the person in his arms looked up at him, his eyes were black and clear, with a thick fear and dependence, which made him suddenly stagnate.

He buried her head in his chest and looked out the door, his raised voice cold, "Come in." ”

When the words fell, the sound of the door opening sounded immediately, and a beam of light from outside the door was brought in instantly.

The maid looked at the darkness of the room, was stunned, and put her hand on the chandelier.

His voice sank instantly: "Don't turn on the lights. Bring the fire and light the quilt. ”

The maid's hand that pressed the switch immediately retracted, and the next moment, her body was almost petrified, and her voice trembled like chaff.

"Less...... Master, I didn't hear clearly. ”

"Let you bring fire. The voice in response to her was cold, revealing extreme impatience.

The maid responded, exited the room, turned and went downstairs, her face bloodless with fright, and her tears "fluttered" down completely unconsciously.

Zhang's mother came out of the kitchen and was startled when she saw her appearance, and exclaimed, "What's going on?"

The maid immediately cried: "Mother Zhang, the young master asked me to light the bedroom with a fire, he hugged the young lady, and the lights were not turned on in the room." Mom Zhang, I'm scared, if something happened, I'm so scared. ”

Zhang's mother has been in Mingyuan for some years, and this kind of thing is unheard of.

Her heart sank, and she said, "You go to the kitchen to get a lighter first, and I'll go with you." ”

"Good. The maid tried her best to suppress her crying, took her things, and went into the bedroom with Zhang's mother.

The person in his arms trembled violently, Fu Chen raised his eyes, and his eyes were full of coldness: "Point." ”

Zhang's mother looked at the dim room, and she was so anxious that she had no master.

"Young master, this, this is absolutely unacceptable, money is small, this is too dangerous......"

Suddenly getting up, Fu Chen let go of Yan Mu, pushed Zhang's mother, who was in the way, to the side, and strode closer to the maid.

The maid was so frightened that she retreated again and again, not daring to scream, and her facial muscles twitched violently.

When she came back to her senses, the lighter in her hand had been taken away.

The quilt on the bed was quickly ignited, and the gold wire futon burned extremely quickly, and the fire was raging, mixed with the thunderstorm outside the window, which was shocking.

Fu Chen leaned over and held Yan Mu's face, his eyes were full of connivance: "The fire is on, Xiao Mu, let's go out and wait, let's go outside the door." ”

The person in front of him finally quieted down, looked at the firelight, smiled, and nodded obediently.

Zhang's mother was so anxious that she stomped her feet, and her heart and liver only trembled.

"I can't help it, I can't help it, young master! The murals are all leading, if you don't put out the fire, the entire Mingyuan will be gone, young master!"

Fu Chen didn't hear it at all, and patted the person in his arms: "Don't be afraid, let's wait for Auntie to come back." ”

The fire burned for nearly half an hour, and Yan Mu watched blankly, not noisy or noisy, and finally fell asleep. The clothes and belongings of the entire master bedroom were destroyed, and the fire led all the way to the second bedroom study, Fu Chen finally picked up the person in his arms and got up to leave, and the person who was waiting downstairs immediately extinguished the fire. When Yan Mu woke up, he opened his eyes and saw a completely unfamiliar environment. With a splitting headache, she struggled to turn over, rubbing her palms and foreheads to relieve some of the faint pain. As soon as I looked at it, the tall back in front of the floor-to-ceiling window was very familiar. As soon as he saw him, Yan Mu frowned instantly, and his face turned cold. Last night, he tied her back on the street unscrupulously, but she remembered that she seemed to be back to Mingyuan, where is this place? Yan Mu wrapped the quilt tightly, sat up against the edge of the bed, and felt a tingling pain in her head. She frowned and said in a cold voice: "Why are you here?" The person in front of the window turned around without hurry, his face was always emotionless, and he replied to her lightly: "My house." "Fool who, this is not Ming Yuan at all. Yan Mu glanced at the bedroom again, and his expression was a little vigilant. Mingyuan does not have such a room, and she can still be sure of this. Fu Chen strode to the sofa and sat down, his obsidian-like eyes were deep, and he seemed to be hiding a lot of emotions at the moment. His gaze was fixed on her impartially, and his thin lips opened lightly: "Who told you that I only have one home." Mingyuan is tired of it, wait in another place, do you have any opinions?" Yan Mu was speechless for a while: "I remember that I was sent back to Mingyuan last night, so you wanted to change your home on a whim, so you moved me over with someone to the bed?" "You went back here last night." Fu Chen's gaze did not move, and his voice was flat and unwavering. "How is that possible! I was obviously sent back to Mingyuan last night. Yan Mu immediately retorted. Her voice was still remarkably calm, with unmistakable affirmation. "You're mistaken. Yan Mu was a little unconfident by his tone, and he struggled to think about it, and he was a little suspicious. "Really?" After being tied up last night, her mind was full of struggles to escape, and she really didn't pay much attention to whether it was Mingyuan or not, not to mention that as soon as she was dragged into the bedroom, the door was locked, and she didn't even turn on the light, and she fell asleep later. Maybe, he really remembered wrong, otherwise he really wanted to change places to live, so why would he take her over. Yan Mu rolled over and got out of bed, put on his slippers and went to the bathroom to wash, and replied to him lukewarmly. "Whatever, it's the same anyway, it has nothing to do with me. The man sitting on the sofa did not respond, and a hint of displeasure flashed in his expression. After washing, Yan Mu passed by the floor-to-ceiling window, opened the curtain and looked down. It should be a huge lawn that has just been mowed away, and it is rare to see life in this barren winter, and the open space outside the fountain is damp. Somewhat surprised, her voice was not loud, more like talking to herself. "It rained last night?"