The choking smell of the smoke is getting heavier and the air is thinner, and if it does not recede, it will have unpredictable consequences.

They don't even know what the fire is like. Miss Shen is important, but the lives of his subordinates are equally important! He couldn't call them risky.

"Miss may be in front, maybe something has happened, you don't go, I'll go!"

Ying Xing snorted heavily, snatched the torch from one of the guards, covered his mouth and nose with one hand, and continued to walk forward.

Li Xiu was stunned for a moment, knowing that Yingxing's temper had always been stubborn, he covered his mouth and nose, waved his hand at the person behind him, and said.

"You go out first and report to Your Highness."

Then he took the torch from one of the guards beside him and walked forward with Yingxing.

The further he went, the more choking the smell of fireworks became, but instead of stopping and turning back, Yingxing continued to speed up his pace and wanted to move forward.

"Miss? Miss, cough, Miss, Cough."

opened his mouth, and the choking smell of smoke went straight into his mouth and nose, and Yingxing coughed when he was choked.

Suddenly, her wrist was grabbed by Li Xiu, and she frowned and said in a low voice.

"Can't go inside."

"You have to go out, you go out by yourself!"

"Don't be stubborn, keep going, maybe you and I won't die! If Miss Shen is not in front, you have taken your life in vain, if she knows, she will blame herself! ”

Li Xiu's words made Yingxing's heart move slightly, and when he was shaken, he was already grabbed by Li Xiu's wrist, and he pulled the person and walked back.

"We'll have to find a way again. Maybe Miss Shen and the others have already escaped, and it is very likely that this fire was set by them in order to force away the people who chased after them to kill them. ”

"What you said seems to have a little bit of truth in that."

Yingxing hesitated for a moment and said.

The sunset is about to be late, the sunset is like fire, and the red silk hanging up and down the Shen Mansion is shining, and the red silk is hung everywhere, and the word "Xi" is posted in big red. In particular, the Rose Temple is the most festive.

Shen Xiang was wearing a goose pink half-wall long skirt, with green silk coiled up, sitting in front of the bronze mirror with a straight back, looking at herself in the mirror.

Slender fingers slowly climb up the cheeks and linger thin over the eyebrows.

After tomorrow, she will be the crown prince's concubine!

At that time, don't say that Shen Junru can't help her, that is, her father Shen Shangshu has to salute when he sees her!

If the crown prince sits on the throne in the future, she will be the harem concubine, and the glory of the Shen Mansion will be on her alone! Who can despise her? Despising her mother?

"Green Butterfly"

"The slave is here."

"Auntie, what's going on?"

"The eldest lady is not willing to let people out for the time being, but I sent clothes and jewelry to the past, tomorrow is your big day, the master is on official business, and he can't rush back, but my aunt is your biological mother, and I must send you to get married."

"Hmph, that's good, without Shen Junru getting in the way, I can live a more comfortable life this day, but unfortunately, I can't kill her for the time being!"

Shen Xiangning smiled coldly, and her slender fingers slowly picked up an eyebrow pencil from the dresser in front of the bronze mirror, and gently outlined the curved willow eyebrows.

"Miss, there will be opportunities in the future."

"Hmph, you're right, Shen Junru, let's see, this is just the beginning!"

One more night, another night, she will no longer be a concubine who is oppressed everywhere!

She will never be humiliated by Shen Junru on the most important day!

So, Shen Junru, just wronged you to stay in that place where the heavens should not be and the earth is not spiritual!

After Shen Junru and Zhao Runzhi escaped from the cellar, they burned hay and blocked the exit with stones, and after making sure that the people inside would not be able to chase after them for a while, the two quickly left the place.

The suburbs of Beijing are remote, the land is vast and sparse, and the two of them are difficult to distinguish the direction for a while.

Zhao Runzhi looked at the sun for an approximate hour, and then set off in the direction of the sun.

Fortunately, with good luck, I met a woodcutter who was chopping wood on the mountain, and asked the direction of the capital, which was about the same as the direction in which the two were walking at the moment.

The two of them took a break as they passed a stream.

Shen Junru carefully held the small package in her arms, drank a few sips of stream water to quench her thirst, and then sat down on a larger and cleaner stone, tilted her head slightly, and watched Zhao Runzhi wash a handkerchief in the water.

She didn't know that Zhao Runzhi was so clean, and she couldn't help but chuckle.

Her laughter attracted Zhao Runzhi's sideways glances, and her eyes intersected slightly in the air, Shen Junru did not have the panic and shyness of being caught at all, she was frank and open, but Zhao Runzhi blushed the tips of his ears slightly, turned his head, and stood up after wringing out the handkerchief in his hand.

After a slight move, he walked to Shen Junru's side, handed her the handkerchief, and said.

"Wipe it, the cellar is filthy, you can't stand it, wipe it more comfortably."

Shen Junru was stunned for a moment, looked at the handkerchief handed to him, opened his mouth, and asked suspiciously.

"For me, for me?"

"Yes."

He washed the veil to wipe the filth off her body.

Slightly moved in her heart, Shen Junru took the handkerchief, but she was a little distracted, the handkerchief was held tightly in her hand, and the cool touch made her sober up a little, and then she put it on her face and wiped it.

The two of them are indeed full of embarrassment, and they stumble and worry along the way, which is really not good.

Shen Junru hurriedly wiped it for herself, and then cautiously wanted to go to the water's edge.

However, Zhao Runzhi moved faster than her, grabbed her wrist, pulled the person back, sat on the stone, and whispered.

"The river is slippery, you sit, I'll come."

As he spoke, he took out the cloth in Shen Junru's hand, and then cautiously returned to the river.

With the light outside, Shen Junru saw the wound on Zhao Run's back clearly! It was cut by a sharp blade, a hideous and terrible knife wound, the bleeding stopped, but the wound was not treated, and at this moment it was Yanyan's red flesh, which was stained with the already filthy clothes.

He must be in pain!

Shen Junru stood up in shock, her eyes full of horror.

"Brother Zhao, when were you injured?"

Zhao Runzhi heard her voice, turned his head to look, and said busily.

"Don't move, I'll come here."

As he spoke, he seemed to be afraid that Shen Junru would not listen to persuasion, so he immediately returned to Shen Junru's side in three or two steps.

When the person got closer, Shen Junru grabbed the person, dragged him and turned him over, and when he got closer, he could see the hideous and ugly wound on his back more clearly.

No wonder, no wonder his face was not good, his body was cold and his forehead was feverish, it turned out that the wound had not been treated in time and had been infected and feverish!

Shen Junru regretted that she was not careful enough, and she never found out!