Song Youyu didn't have the strength to stand up, and Shi Yanmo had even less strength.

He was like a drowning man, and she was the only straw that could give hope.

It's a pity that the straw is no longer able to protect itself.

Song Youyu couldn't help but glance at the people around him again, and his heart became more and more angry.

She was terrified, the devil was stunned, and her brain was in water, so she would come back to save people.

Dying with such a scumbag, she won't be able to die!

In particular, she escaped death, not to be buried with him.

He is not worthy of Yan Mo!

He looked at her, his eyes were calm, and his shadow and fire reflected her, but he was not afraid of it.

...... can pull someone to accompany the funeral, and Xinyang Houye feels happy when he dies.

But she is not as good as he wants!

With such a stubble, her body actually had some strength, and she struggled to push away the burning table, which was heavy, and a spark jumped and landed on her shoulder, burning a piece of her clothes, and burning a thick nail mark on the skin of Xue porcelain, and she gasped in pain.

Resisting the desire to scream, with the strength of the pain, he finally put out the fire and pushed the table away.

The man stood up, disgraced and embarrassed.

The whole body has been burned into a sea of fire.

She didn't have much strength left, and she wanted to just escape, no matter whether Shi Yanmo was dead or alive.

But in the end, his body was faster than his brain, and for some reason he dragged him to his back again, trembling his feet, and walked out step by step.

Large swaths of the study collapsed, heavy objects fell to the ground from time to time, and debris and sparks were flying.

It is difficult to go out, but the difficult thing is how to avoid these dangers from time to time.

Even though she was very careful, she still didn't control it, and she asked the tongue of fire to climb up the corner of her clothes, and she was embarrassed to put out it with one free hand, and she shivered hot.

Shi Yanmo, who was burdensome behind her, didn't lie down, rolled off her back, and smashed several books that were on fire.

Song Youyu: "......"

him!

If he can't lie on his back, he deserves to die!

was so angry that his face turned blue, but he still dragged him up again, half on his back and half out of the sea of fire.

...... There is no way, the new emperor has just ascended the throne, the court is unstable, Xiuzhu is young, and he can't carry that group of slippery and treacherous courtiers.

Xiuzhu needs him.

Even if this person is a hypocrite, but today's court needs to use Yan Mo.

She hated him to death, and at the last moment, she still wanted to leave a way for Xiuzhu after all.

This is the promise she made to Xiuzhu at the beginning, and she is willing to gamble for him again.

After getting out of the sea of fire, both of them couldn't resist anymore, and as soon as their spirits relaxed, Song Youyu fell to the ground.

Shi Yanmo behind him, of course, also fell off her back and became her meat pad.

was already seriously injured, and with such a smash, his qi and blood were turbulent, and he couldn't help but let out a muffled snort from his throat.

Song Youyu turned a blind eye, she continued to lie on him like a dead fish, without any guilt at all.

She couldn't help but be merciful if she didn't kill him directly, and she still expected her to shush the cold and ask for warmth intimately?

She's dying now.

Shi Yanmo slowed down a little, but regained some senses, he looked at the ocean of fire not far away, and then glanced at the woman lying on his body, his pupils floating complicatedly.

His lips moved, trying to say something, but he didn't open his mouth after all.

After a while, Song Youyu finally regained some strength and got up from Shi Yanmo's body.

The fire is too big here, someone will definitely come to put out the fire, and she can't stay here.

Fang got up, and before he could do so, he crashed into a pair of clear black eyes.

I have to admit that Shi Yanmo is a handsome man, especially with beautiful eyes.

The fire burned his hair, blood and black ash smeared his face, and those clear and black eyes were still like obsidian in the clear water, quiet, restrained, but clear and scorching, making it difficult to take people off their eyes.

She knew what kind of character he was, but she still couldn't see through his mind, and now she was stared at by these eyes, and her heart was irritated for no reason, so she stepped forward and slashed at his neck with a knife, knocking him unconscious.

Shi Yanmo: "......"

He was sure that he must have offended her somewhere.

"It's better to be good when you faint. Song Youyu muttered, a little headache and annoyance, "It's just why did I only react now? Anyway, it's just a burden, how can there be anything later if I split him earlier?"

There are all kinds of medicines in the world, but there is no regret medicine that can turn back time.

Shi Yanmo has seen everything he should have seen, and he should have known, and he probably knows everything.

He...... Or should it be destroyed?

It's a big deal that she went into battle by herself, and pushed out the people in the shadows earlier to assist Xiuzhu.

After hesitating, there was a sound of footsteps not far away, and there was a voice of exclamation: "Hurry up and put out the fire, Master Hou is still inside!"

The time has been missed.

The dog thief Shi Yanmo, luck is always so good.

She spat at him, dragging what little strength she had left.

She remembered the map of Shifu and slipped back to the changing room through the back door. Zhao Xingze didn't know where to go, she had to lie first.

The room where the woman changed clothes, outsiders were not allowed to enter, and the magpie was still dizzy in the room, Song Youyu poked out, didn't see Yuan'er and the other maids, and quickly changed the dirty and tattered clothes on her body, cut off the ends of her hair that were burned by the fire, and cleaned her face with clean water before pushing Que'er.

"Miss. The maid who had just woken up was still a little confused, and when she saw Song Youyu, she was startled and hurriedly got up from the stool and asked her, "What happened to me just now?"

She looked around with some vigilance, "I seem to see a dark shadow flashing, is there a bad guy?"

This girl was also vigilant, Song Youyu smiled: "No, I just changed my clothes by myself and asked you to wait on one side, but you fell asleep, I saw that you were really sleepy, so I didn't call you to get up." ”

Que'er didn't doubt him, and when she heard this, her face turned a little red: "I don't know what's going on, I've always been a little sleepy in the past two days, and I actually made such a mistake in Shifu, and I ask Miss to punish me." ”

"I'll punish you for what you do, you have been hit by the board and your body is cold, and the illness has not been completely cured, and the medicine you take is already helpful for sleep, and fatigue is also a common thing, and you can't be idle, you always have to be busy back and forth, and you will naturally be tired and fall asleep. "Song You Yudao.

Que'er opened her mouth, her eyes were a little red, but she didn't know what to say, so she said, "Thank you for your kindness." ”

"Don't talk about that. Song Youyu beckoned to her, "I was stupid before, I rarely dressed up, but I still don't know much about fat powder makeup and hair buns, you can take care of it for me, I'm afraid that Miss Yuan'er will be in a hurry." ”

Que'er answered and hurried over to help her pull her hair.

Plugged in the last golden step, and rested for a while before the voice of Yuan'er came from outside.

"Miss Song?"

Song Youyu asked Que'er to open the door and walked out slowly, her eyes swept at the ends of her somewhat burnt hair, and said, "I saw that the girl was in a hurry, but something happened?"