Zhao Yiheng frowned, King An and Zhao Yizheng have been in a coma for a long time, what can happen?

He looked sideways at Mu Mingshu, but when he saw that she didn't hear it, he couldn't help sighing in his heart, since that day, he and Mu Mingshu seemed to be reconciled, but they didn't seem to be reconciled. Mu Mingshu is not angry now, he should eat and drink, and he looked at the kind of people on his face and saw that everyone was smiling and welcoming people, but he didn't even lose his temper, but Zhao Yiheng just felt that something was wrong, what was wrong? The aura is not right, he doesn't like such a temperamentless Mu Mingshu, he would rather she scold herself at every turn, and kick it is better than laughing at every turn.

He came back early today, just to have a meal with her, and then he would be coaxed later, and he would always coax her old character back.

But I haven't eaten the food yet, and I said that something happened to King An's Mansion, and I suddenly felt a little irritable, could it be that the third brother has been lying for more than two years, will he not be able to survive?

Seeing that his expression was wrong, Mo Shi hurriedly added: "Lord, King An's mansion is on fire, and the two masters are in the house and haven't been rescued yet." ”

Mu Mingshu was frightened when he heard it, and he didn't care about anything else, so he hurriedly urged him: "You hurry up and take a look at what's going on." He also said: "The third brother is unconscious, the third sister-in-law is a weak woman, and there is no master in the house who can speak, so you can't let the slaves delay it, and give the lives of the third brother and the third sister-in-law in vain." ”

When Zhao Yiheng heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he deserved: "Eh, I'll go and take a look for my husband." He added: "The lady will eat by herself for a while, and if it is too late, don't wait for her husband." ”

Seeing Mu Mingshu nodding in response, he lifted his robe and hurried outside.

The Fang family has been guarding Zhao Yizheng with all his heart for more than two years, and he has never left King An's Mansion for a single step, and she has broken off all those contacts outside, even her mother's family has rarely contacted her, so she has been guarding Zhao Yizheng for more than two years, but she never imagined that such a fire would come.

The fire started from Zhao Yizheng's house, billowing smoke, scorching heat, Fang came out of the big kitchen, and when he trotted to the main courtyard, he saw those tongues of fire licking the roof, opening their braziers as if they were going to swallow the entire Anwang Mansion.

"Master" Fang Shi shouted, and before he even untied the apron on his body, he rushed directly into the house, and the maid who followed her couldn't pull it, so he had to quickly call the next person to put out the fire.

The smoke was billowing in the room, choking Fang Shi couldn't stop coughing, she couldn't even open her eyes, she couldn't stop shouting Zhao Yizheng in the smokey room, but the flames burned the things in the house and thundered, no matter how loud she shouted, where could she hear it.

It took her a long time to touch Zhao Yizheng's side by feeling, and she was about to walk outside with him, but Zhao Yizheng, who was supposed to be unconscious, sat on the bed, frowned, and looked at the Fang family in front of her.

"Master, hurry up, the fire is getting bigger and bigger." Fang choked on the smoke in the house, and his throat ached, and his tears flowed uncontrollably.

Zhao Yizheng didn't ask Fang Shi to pull, he reached out and hugged Fang Shi into his arms, stroked his delicate cheeks, gently wiped away the tears on her face, and said softly: "Madam, is it okay to accompany this king?" ”

Fang Shi was shocked in his heart, and stared at him in disbelief, but saw Zhao Yizheng hook his lips and smile, leaned over Fang Shi's lips slightly, gently brushed her cold lips, and probed into her mouth.

The Fang clan didn't dare to move, but he didn't respond, and he listened to him again after a long time: "I'm sorry, this king owes you, in the next life, I will pay you back." ”

When Zhao Yiheng arrived, the fire was already very big, and the subordinates of the entire Anwang Mansion were pouring water on the house with water utensils, but those flames did not have the tendency to be suppressed at all.

Mo Shi pulled a subordinate dressed as a family member and asked, "Can your prince and princess come out?" ”

The man's face was covered with black ash, and he wiped it with his sleeve and became more and more black: "No, the princess went in to save the prince, and she hasn't come out yet." ”

Moshi's face sank, nodded slightly, turned his head to look at Zhao Yiheng, and saw that he snatched the water utensil held by a subordinate, poured all the water in the water utensil on his body, and didn't know where to pull a coarse cloth, soaked it in the water, picked it up and wrapped it around his body and ran into the house.

Moshi didn't even have time to hold him, so he had to watch him disappear into the sea of fire, but he was very anxious in his heart.

Fang's body trembled violently, and she opened her eyes and wanted to penetrate Zhao Yizheng deep into her eyes, she bit her lip tightly, and said half-loudly: "Thank you for your favor for the concubine in recent years." ”

Zhao Yizheng touched her cheeks, and the corners of her eyes trembled violently, with tears in her eyes: "Don't worry, this king will treat your family well." ”

Fang smiled bitterly and said, "Thank you!" ”

Zhao Yiheng was under the monstrous fire, jumping around in the smoke-filled room like a monkey, and when he found Zhao Yizheng, Fang was standing quietly beside him, holding his chest and coughing from time to time.

"Third brother?" Zhao Yiheng looked at Zhao Yizheng sitting on the bed in surprise, but he didn't expect him to wake up after sleeping for more than two years.

Zhao Yizheng looked at Zhao Yiheng sideways, there were tears in his eyes, and he had a long mouth but only issued an "ah" word.

Fang Shi covered his chest and coughed, and said intermittently: "Fifth brother, hurry, hurry, bring, take master, go out"

Zhao Yiheng's expression was solemn, and he turned his back to Zhao Yizheng: "Third brother come up." ”

Zhao Yizheng looked at Fang's family, unmoved, and there was a dead silence in his eyes.

Fang gritted his teeth and stepped forward to support Zhao Yizheng, his eyes were full of moisture: "Master, you go quickly"

Seeing that the fire was getting bigger and bigger, and Zhao Yizheng was still grinding and chirping like this, Zhao Yiheng was inevitably anxious, put him on his shoulder, turned back to the other party and said: "Third sister-in-law, if you follow me, you will definitely be able to come out if you go faster." ”

Fang Shi nodded, tears flowing down his cheeks, making the scorching fire roast, only to feel the hot pain.

Zhao Yiheng still thought that he had a daughter-in-law and children at home, and he didn't dare to delay, so he ran out with Zhao Yizheng on his back, he ran out of the sea of fire in one go, and when he turned his head, there was still Fang's figure.

Zhao Yizheng was on his back, looking at the crackling room, he could only whine with his mouth open, like a child who had to twist off Zhao Yiheng's body, and fell to the ground with a pop, but he didn't seem to feel it at all, knelt on the ground and cried and crawled towards the sea of fire.

Zhao Yiheng hurriedly grabbed him: "Third brother, don't worry, I'll take a look again." ”

As he spoke, he put on the coarse cloth that had been dried by the flames and was ready to go in again, but before he got close, the beams of the front room collapsed with a "bang", and even half of the room collapsed in an instant, and at this moment Zhao Yiheng didn't dare to go inside, and he couldn't come out alive if he couldn't keep himself.

Zhao Yizheng's eyes widened as if he was stupid, and he knelt frantically and continued to crawl forward, tears dripping down his cheeks, and his mouth was slurred, and he looked a little uncomfortable for no reason when he looked at others.

The Fang clan died, died in that fire, and after the fire in King An's Mansion was extinguished, Fang's body was dug up, but it had already burned beyond recognition, like black charcoal.

Zhao Yizheng knelt beside her, held the charcoal-like corpse of Natuo in his arms, roared, and had to cry with a whimper, and let out a difficult voice from his throat: "Yi'er, this king can't stand you." ”

Princess Fang Yi, who was twenty-two years old at the time, died in that fire.

When Mu Mingshu heard the news, he was waiting for Zhao Yiheng to wash up, he went to King An's Mansion for a whole night, and only returned after dawn, his face was pitch black, and he made her frightened, and hurriedly asked: "Are you injured?" ”

Zhao Yiheng's whole body was tense, and he didn't know if he was injured, so he only said: "Quickly ask them to carry water in, I will wash and enter the palace." ”

Mu Mingshu deserved a word, and hurriedly asked someone to carry water into the bath room, she expected that Zhao Yiheng would definitely not be clean when he came back, the water in the big kitchen was hot all night, and someone would immediately carry water in as soon as she called.

Zhao Yiheng washed his face, removed his hair and washed it, and then took off his clothes and went into the bathtub.

Before Mu Mingshu came back to his senses from the news just now, he heard Zhao Yiheng shout softly: "Lady, is it okay to take a bath for your husband?" ”

Seeing that Mu Mingshu was unmoved for a long time, he said again: "Lady, you want to rush into the palace for your husband, okay?" The voice grew softer.

Mu Mingshu didn't want to pay attention to him, but when he thought of Fang's death, he couldn't help but want to ask what the situation was, so he had to roll up his sleeves and pick up a towel to rub his back for him, and asked in a loud voice: "How could there be a fire in the mansion for no reason?" Why didn't the third sister-in-law run out? What's going on with the third brother? ”

She only felt that there was a weirdness in the entire Anwangfu, and it stands to reason that even if the Anwangfu was derelict in his duties, he would not let the main courtyard suddenly start a fire, and besides, Zhao Yizheng was not unconscious for more than two years? How did you wake up on the day of the fire for no reason? There is also Fang's death, she is very sad about Fang's death, that woman is gentle and considerate, never-for-tat, she died with King An in her last life, but in this life she died in a fire ahead of schedule while Zhao Yizheng was so alive.

Zhao Yiheng took the Xiangyizi and quickly wiped it on his body, and he didn't know how to answer Mu Mingshu after thinking for a while, so he only said: "This matter still needs to be investigated, there have been too many things that have happened recently, and I feel exhausted for my husband." ”

Mu Mingshu raised his eyes and glanced at him, then lowered his eyes and rubbed his back carefully, using a lot of force up and down, Zhao Yiheng endured it at first, but when she got back, she only felt that the skin on her back was broken, and it hurt hotly.

But he is still happy in his heart, Mu Mingshu should be such a character, whoever makes her unhappy will have to take revenge.

Zhao Yiheng didn't ask Mu Mingshu to bully her in vain, and when she rubbed a layer of skin on herself, she turned around and stood up straight from the bathtub. He was already tall, although the bath bucket was not as big as his waist, he was not wearing an inch on his body, and the burning thing under his head appeared in front of Mu Mingshu's eyes, making her startled, and she looked dumbfounded, and then her face turned red.