In the dream, Rong Jingyu felt that the temperature seemed to be getting hotter and hotter, and beads of sweat slid down her delicate jade-like skin, and her middle coat was already almost half soaked.

She suddenly opened her eyes from her dream, and found that she had fallen into a raging sea of fire around her, and most of the furniture was wrapped in orange-red flames, and the tongues of fire had burned to the dust along the paintings on the walls and the curtains of doors and windows.

What's going on? Rong Jingyu tried his best to keep a calm mind, picked up the pillow in an orderly manner, extinguished the fire on the handle of the wardrobe, pulled out a piece of clothing from it and put it on, he didn't have time to clean it up, he pulled two more clothes indiscriminately, picked up the tea on the lark table and poured it wet, covered one of them with his mouth and nose, and then strode to the mirror table, roughly opened the drawer above, and took out the jewelry box and put it away.

The fire had burned to the door unconsciously, Rong Jingyu wrapped his hands in wet clothes, ignored the fire above, opened the latch of the door, and rushed out.

Her place was a small independent courtyard, and besides her, Bu Shao lived, and the four guards lived in another courtyard.

"Miss, Miss!" As soon as Rong Jingyu left the room and was about to go to find Bu Shao, she saw Bu Shao's sideburns 'bumping over' at her.

It's not wrong to say that it hit her, the flowers and plants that blocked her along the way were all waved away, and they ran to Rong Jingyu in a rampage and hugged her.

"Miss, I'm scared to death, I'm glad you're fine, I'm really scared to death......" Bu Shao screamed in shock, as if this was the only way to vent the panic in her heart.

"I'm fine." Rong Jingyu patted her on the back, didn't care about comfort, and said, "The fire is getting bigger and bigger, you get out of here quickly and go to an empty place." ”

Although the yard is not yet on fire, there are many flowers and trees, and with these plants and trees, and it is autumn, it is only a matter of time before they burn.

Bu Shao didn't know if he was too frightened, or something else, when he heard Rong Jingyu's words, he directly held her in his arms and ran outside.

Rong Jingyu resisted the urge to jump from Bu Shao's arms, stared at the blink of an eye with a face, and the firelight became more and more intense, enveloping the whole house, thinking that not long ago, she and Bu Shao were still sleeping in it, and a layer of cold sweat appeared on her back.

Halfway through, they ran into two guards who had come to them after spotting the water, and the other two joined in the firefighting.

Rong Jingyu stayed in a safe place, and her scorching clothes were very conspicuous among the many people who escaped with only a middle coat.

"Miss, you've just come out of the fire, let's drink some water first." Bu Shao took a bowl of cold water and put it in Rong Jingyu's hand.

Rong Jingyu took a sip and asked her, "Do you know the cause of the fire?" ”

Earlier, she gave in to inquire about the cause of the fire, but now it didn't take long for Bu Shao to come back, and she should have heard some news.

"I only heard that it was first burned from a wing room on the east side, and there was a scholar living in the wing, and the scholar was just relieving himself, but when he came back, he found that the house was on fire."

"Really?" Rong Jingyu felt that something was wrong here, the east wing was on fire, how could it spread to the west wing so quickly after the fire? The small courtyard she was in was independent, and even if it burned to the West Wing, if you wanted to get to her, it would take at least a long time to get there, but in fact, she had just fallen asleep not long before she was woken up by the hot temperature.

She looked around the crowd, and suddenly, her gaze froze—

She found that there were no red silk and Zhuang Haojun in the crowd.

Zhuang Haojun was woken up by a burst of smoke, and unlike Rong Jingyu's luck, in addition to the billowing flames in Zhuang Haojun's house, there was also a large amount of smoke from the fire.

"Ahem, ahem, ahem!" A thunderous cough, as if he was about to cough out his lungs, Zhuang Haojun covered his mouth and nose, squinting hard to find a way out in the smoke.

As the smoke grew louder and louder, Zhuang Haojun's eyes began to secrete tears, his breathing was heavy like pulling a bellows, and there was a 'creaking' sound from the beams full of flames, and one or two tiles fell from time to time.

Most of Zhuang Haojun avoided it, but a few pieces fell on his body, and the pain of trembling muscles came from the part where he was hit, but Zhuang Haojun didn't even pause, relying on his memory, he groped for the door.

A smile tugged at his pale lips, and in the next second, his smile froze on his face—

The door was locked from the outside!

Rong Jingyu took the guards to find Hong Aya, and she rushed to Zhuang Haojun's residence, saw the courtyard that was already in flames, gritted her teeth, and ran in.

“…… Ahem, ahem, ahem, ......! As soon as Rong Jingyu opened her mouth to call Zhuang Haojun's name, she choked on a puff of cigarette, she simply gave up the call and went straight to Zhuang Haojun's door.

pushed it, the door didn't open, Rong Jingyu immediately knew that Zhuang Haojun was still in the house, and immediately slapped the door!

"Bang bang bang!" Rong Jingyu patted for a while and saw that there was no movement, guessing that Zhuang Haojun was very likely to faint, so he should kick and kick the door hard.

As a result, after kicking for a long time, there was no sign of loosening the door, Rong Jingyu fixed her eyes and found that there was a big brass lock hanging on the door.

didn't have time to think about who hung the lock and why he wanted to harm Zhuang Haojun, Rong Jingyu bit his lower lip and thought of a way.

The latches of the temple residence are not strong, as long as an adult man kicks a few feet, she can kick open, so after Zhuang Haojun did not respond, she began to kick the door, and now the latch has become a brass lock, not to mention Rong Jingyu, even if it is replaced by her guards, it is impossible to kick the door open.

The fire was getting bigger and bigger, the trees in the yard were already burning, and Rong Jingyu's mind was divided into two sides, advocating leaving on the one hand and saving people on the other.

"It's too late to leave now, and when it burns completely, it's too late to run!" The villain who advocated leaving said with a cold face.

"Think about it, you will go back in a few months, Zhuang Haojun is the only child of Princess Zhuang and the only male in Zhuang Wangfu, even if there is a chance in the future, it will definitely not be as good as this life-saving grace!" The other villain jumped to his feet in a hurry, and desperately pulled Rong Jingyu to prevent her from going to the other side.

"Don't say that you can't save it, is saving people more important than your own life?!"

"Don't miss the opportunity and don't come again, if you don't save it, Zhuang Haojun will be burned to death, and if you want to get to the line of Zhuang Wangfu, it will be tantamount to being difficult to climb to the sky!"

"Leave!"

"Help!"

"Leaving ......"

"Shut up!" With Rong Jingyu's low drink, the two villains disappeared into her mind like the wind.

She looked at the wooden door in front of her, and through the crack in the door, she could see how hot the fire was inside.

She pursed her lips.