Chapter Seventy-Three

Li Wanhan has never been so grateful to Li Zhizhen for his foresight, listening to the noisy footsteps above her head and the sonorous sound of fighting, Li Wanhan never thought that this kind of almost dramatic plot would one day be so close to herself. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 The most terrifying thing about info is that it's still daytime.

For the first time, she felt the weakness and incompetence of this so-called emperor, and for the first time, she also felt the strength of King Ning's power. There was a trace of unspeakable fear and fear in my heart, I don't know if the Fu family is like them, they are also experiencing a life and death catastrophe.

Li Wanhan reverently and gratefully looked around the house again, the cellar that gave her infinite security. The strange sense of lack in my heart surfaced again, "Third sister, what about the third sister?" Li Wanhan stood up and asked loudly, "What about the third sister?" ā€

Lin Xiuru was puzzled: "Didn't she come down, there is a tunnel under her bed." ā€

"Third sister, not here." Li Wanhan suddenly collapsed to the ground and muttered, "Yesterday she was angry with me and went to live with Aunt Hua." ā€

Everyone present was silent, and being outside meant a lot of bad luck.

The people outside couldn't find a master in Guizi Lianzhou, so they simply burned Guizi Lianzhou. When the flames were blazing, a group of gangsters left satisfied.

The smoke in the cellar became more and more choking, and Li Wanhan and Li Tingwei hugged a younger brother alone, tearing their clothes and wetting them and gently covering their mouths and noses. Lin Xiuru covered her nose and coughed non-stop. "No! Hanhan we go out, otherwise we will choke to death here. ā€

"Good! Come with me, we'll walk from my room. I have a water tank in my yard, which is convenient for firefighting. Li Wanhan has never been so grateful for her taste, the lotus flowers in Guizi Lianzhou are not as beautiful as the water lilies in the garden, Li Zhizhen really didn't do it, Li Zhizhen didn't dig the pond, only put a few water tanks in her yard. On weekdays, the lotus is raised, and the big water tank can be hidden at critical times, and people can fight fires.

Fifty percent of the soldiers and horses and the yacha of Jingzhao Mansion came late, and when they saw that the officers and soldiers were coming, the people from the nearby alleys hurriedly came out to help put out the fire. Fortunately, the second and third rooms of Loei live far away, and it is a pity that the second and third rooms of Loei live far away.

Li Wanluo was writing with his younger brother, Wei Ruijin gritted his teeth, looked at the children in the room, pushed away Li Huandong who was blocking in front of him, and said angrily: "Sister-in-law is dead, your eldest brother is not dead, is this the time to fall into the well, I am thinking about your brother promoting you all day long, this hour is the time of the last dynasty, can your brother fall in the Li family." Get out of the way! ā€

Li Huandong's beautiful face was covered with a trace of sadness, "But, this must be the revenge of the enemy, you haven't heard that there is still the sound of swords inside." ā€

"Get out of here!" Wei Ruijin was too lazy to waste words with him, didn't she know that there was danger? If you don't enter the tiger's den, you will get the tiger, not to mention that fifty percent of the soldiers and horses are here.

Li Wanying looked at the billowing black smoke of Guizi Lianzhou, and her first reaction was Li Wanhan. She rushed over as if she was crazy, but when she arrived, she was stopped by an official. The official looked at the brocade clothes and gold hairpins and jade bracelets on her body, and she didn't dare to offend, no matter how she looked at it, she looked like a favored young lady: "Miss Li's day mourning, we are already working hard to put out the fire." ā€

Li Wanhan didn't know the strength that came from, so she pushed him away, and said with teary eyes: "My fourth sister is still inside!" ā€

Grabbing the small bucket, he simply extinguished a few small fires at the door, regardless of the presence of a foreign man, took off his robe and stuffed it into the big water tank at the door, and when he pulled it out, a beautiful water lily fell to the ground helplessly, and then was ruthlessly trampled on, and its world was dark.

Li Wanying ran in to avoid the fire and desperately shouted Li Wanhan's name. Finally, the bed board that Li Wanhan usually slept on moved, and Li Wanhan poked her head out of it.

"Hanhan!" Li Wanying's voice was hoarse, full of surprise. There was excitement in a pair of eyes, but the flame of hope weakened when Li Tingwei climbed up. Then Primary 5, Primary 6, Lin Xiuru.

The fire was all over the world, and Li Wanhan finally saw the surprise in Li Wanying's eyes slowly extinguished, and the disappointment and despair were finally fixed into bitter hatred.

The eyes full of hatred, the shaved Li Wanhan's bones hurt.

"One, two, three." People outside the door shouted trumpets and carried large buckets of water together.

The spring rain is still falling softly and gently, and the land can vaguely leave a little wetness. The green brick floor dried not long after it landed, Wei Ruijin knelt down and kowtowed, "God, please, it's going to be bigger, please make the rain heavier!" ā€

The wind was squalling, and there was a faint thunder in the sky.

God seemed to respond, Wei Ruijin was ecstatic, even kowtowed, kowtowed, and her forehead was bleeding, and more and more people behind her knelt down with her, begging God. The sound of the horse's hooves behind him was startled, and Li Tingyu turned over and jumped off the horse's back, "Get up, you all get up!" Li Tingyu roared at everyone in his voice, trying to pull people up, "Fight the fire, you all get up and put out the fire, kneeling like this is useless!" Fight the fire! ā€

Wei Ruijin stood up and slapped Li Tingyu angrily, "What do you mean, could it be that I'm still delaying everyone to put out the fire." ā€

Li Tingyu ignored her, broke free from her hand, and tried his best to pull a person alone. I kept running to put out the fire. He had loose hair and loose clothes, and he didn't know how long he had been bumpy along the way.

The fire outside the door was finally a little smaller, Li Wanying kept beating the flames with a wet cotton robe, Li Tingwei handed Xiao Liu to Lin Xiuru, and snatched the wet cotton robe that had become heavier due to the water, "I have a lot of strength, I'll come." Li Wanying let go without saying a word.

In the scorched ruins, a group of people stood in the clearing. Little five and six howled and cried, and several people escaped and ascended to heaven, soaking wet, and standing in the yard like chickens in soup, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

It was gray, like a nightmare.

Li Wanhan tried to pull Li Wanying's hand and say something, but Li Wanying shook off her hand mercilessly and asked, "When did you hide below?" ā€

Li Wanhan opened her mouth and closed it again. In the end, he said with difficulty: "Last night." ā€

"Smack!"

Li Wanying slapped her unexpectedly, and half of Li Wanhan's face quickly swollen. Li Wanhan's eyes were firm, and tears continued. She was full of hatred and said: "I know, I don't deserve to slap you, you are the second daughter of the dignified Li Xiangguofu, what kind of dog am I." ā€

She didn't care about her face, her voice choked, "Li Wanhan, I beat you because I treat you as my own sister, you have never treated me as my own sister." Yes, it's my wishful thinking. The disparity between the concubines is like a world of difference, how can I get the favor of your Miss Li Si! "Word by word, crying, "Li Wanhan, I treat you as my own sister, and I remember you at the moment of life and death, have you ever remembered me at all!" ā€

"Of course I remember, and I'm worried about you, too. I—" Li Wanhan tried to explain.

"Then you knew it would be dangerous, why didn't you call me last night." Li Wanying smiled miserably and threw down a big thunder, "My mother is dead." ā€

Li Wanhan didn't react for a while, and glanced at Lin Xiuru, who was safe and sound, before she realized that it was Aunt Hua. Li Wanying's eyes were full of world-weary despair, "She died in my arms, she wanted to protect me." Fourth sister, my dearest fourth sister, if you shouted at us last night, even if you shouted, even if you shouted, my mother would not die, you don't understand! ā€

Li Wanying hated her so much, which made Li Wanhan feel very uncomfortable, and she tried to explain again, "It happened too suddenly, and I didn't react, yesterday..."

"Enough!" Li Wanying's thin clothes trembled in the spring cold, and her body was even more skinny after the rain, shouting: "Li Wanhan, I hate you, I will never forgive you!" ā€

The love is deep, and the responsibility is keen. Li Tingyu looked at the crazy Li Wanying, thought about it and grabbed the half-soaked cloak and chased out.

Li Wanhan's heart shrunk into a ball, holding her knees and shrinking into a ball, tears overflowed, she muttered: "It's not me this time, it's really not me who killed someone, really... It's not me. God, it's not me, you tell me, it's not me. Please, tell me... It's not me. Choked up, looking at the vast sky blankly, and in the end, I was unsure.

Li Tingwei looked at his sister like a frightened deer, squatting on the ground and muttering to herself. couldn't help but pick her up, Li Wanhan grabbed her shirt, like grasping a life-saving straw, and desperately explained, "I really didn't want to kill anyone, really, I never wanted to kill anyone." You trust me. ā€

Li Tingwei kissed her forehead, "I believe in you." ā€