As soon as Zhao Yiheng looked up, he saw that the bridge body of the Vermilion Bird Bridge had collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the people standing above it fell into the river along with the bridge body, mixed with screams, cries for help, and cries.

The Suzaku Bridge has a history of hundreds of years, and after the baptism of many years, it is just a few cracks, and I don't want to collapse now.

The crowd surged, screaming and scattering around, there were many people today, but the collapse of the bridge was alarming, even if it was scattered, there was no order, there was the weak, the inconvenient have already made people push and stomp on the ground and pass through the body.

Zhao Yiheng's eyes swept back and forth a few times, but he didn't see Mu Mingshu's figure, his heart was tight, and he didn't want the river lantern he just bought, so he pushed aside the crowd and went upstream.

Those who fled were very savage, as if they were fleeing for their lives, Zhao Yiheng, a big man who knew how to do martial arts, felt very difficult to swim upstream, but he also saved a few people who were pushed to the ground.

When I walked to the broken bridge of the Suzaku Bridge, I didn't see Mu Mingshu's figure, this time I was really anxious, and shouted a few words at the top of my voice: "Mingshu, Mingshu ......"

But there was chaos here, there were many people who were chaotic, and the screams and shouts suppressed his voice, and where could he hear it clearly.

Zhao Yiheng took a few more steps to the river, the river lamps of different shapes that were originally floating on the river had already been called a mess, and there were still people struggling and shouting for help in the cold river below, and some people were obviously hit by the stones that fell from the collapsed bridge, and they only waved their hands but kept sinking.

The lantern of the plum blossoms in Mu Mingshu's hand also floated on the surface of the river, the candle in the lantern had long been extinguished, and the papier-mâché lantern had long since disappeared when it fell into the water.

Zhao Yiheng was in a hurry, and rescued a few people from the river with light skills, and asked when he met people: "Did you see a woman in red?" ”

Those who fell into the river were frightened and frightened, where to pay attention to the woman in red or not red, even if he asked, it was only in vain.

Zhao Yiheng couldn't tell if Mu Mingshu had fallen into the river, but he couldn't hold back the lives that were about to pass away in the river, and he could save one.

The panicked people around them had almost fled, and only now did a few tall men turn around to help save those who had fallen into the river.

Zhao Yiheng still asked if he saw a woman in red, those men saw him dressed in brocade, looked anxious, and sweated on his forehead, so he guessed that he must have gone out to play with his own lady and got separated, and sighed silently, just so flustered, many people were trampled to death, and I don't know if there is another lady among them.

Zhao Yiheng, who was saving people and searching for Mu Mingshu at the other end, looked for her figure for a long time, and became more and more restless in his heart, arched his hand to those men, and said a few words before leaving.

The general walked a hundred steps but suddenly couldn't help but turn around, and at a glance, he saw a woman in red on the other side of the river waving at him, that person was not Mu Mingshu, who else could there be.

Zhao Yiheng was overjoyed, and he didn't care if he was outside, so he flew to the other side of the river with light skills, so that those men who were still saving people were dumbfounded.

Mu Mingshu was dressed in a red brocade embroidered twig flower jacket skirt with a few palm prints or dark marks on his head for no reason, and his hair was combed in a high bun was also a little messy, and only one pair of inlaid treasure birds and birds on the hairpin were left, his face was pale, and his forehead was slightly sweaty.

Zhao Yiheng didn't care about that much, so he hugged Mu Mingshu in his arms, buried his head in her neck and said sullenly: "I'm scared to death, I thought it was ......"

I thought it was even more than that, but I didn't say anything, and just tightly held her in my arms.

Mu Mingshu's heart was inexplicably warm, but she felt that it was not so uncomfortable in such a cold day, she pushed Zhao Yiheng away, took out a handkerchief from her arms and wiped the sweat stains on Zhao Yiheng's forehead: "It's okay, I asked the flow of people to rush down, and the general will walk back......"

Seeing the smile on Zhao Yiheng's face, Fu felt that such a move was inappropriate, so he hurriedly lowered his hand and stuffed the handkerchief into his hand: "I saw that several people died due to stampede, you are fine." ”

When she was standing on the bridge, she didn't know why so many people suddenly went on the bridge together, so crowded that she had to go forward, and the lantern with plum blossoms in her hand was so crowded that it fell into the river.

She walked from the other end of the Suzaku Bridge to this end, ready to walk back later, not wanting to stand by the bridge for a while, when she heard a bang, and saw that the bridge had collapsed like this. She was dumbfounded for a moment, and before the people could react, they asked someone to push and have to go forward with the flow of people, until the people were almost scattered, and then she walked back here.

When she walked all the way, she saw a lot of people lying motionless on the ground because of the trampling, and some of them were directly out of breath, which scared her heart, until she saw Zhao Yiheng in her heart.

Seeing that Mu Mingshu was a little embarrassed, Zhao Yiheng didn't care, he picked up a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on his forehead, and stuffed the handkerchief into his arms, with an indecent smile on his face again: "It's okay for my husband, but I'm a little afraid that I will really kill my mother." ”

Mu Mingshu glared at him, pursed his lips and smiled, but he didn't speak.

There was such a big thing on the Suzaku Bridge, and the Yin of Shuntian Mansion didn't even wear the official uniform neatly and rushed to the scene with people, and when he saw that such a big bridge collapsed like this, he was also frightened, this area was under his jurisdiction, and it didn't matter if the bridge collapsed, and it was a big deal if someone died.

He sent men down to inquire into the people who had fallen into the river and who had been trampled on, to see if there were any dead or wounded, and to call for a doctor.

When the crowd was crowded, Yang Qinghe and Wen Ziran were near the Vermilion Bird Bridge, she was looking at the silk flowers in front of a small stall, and she didn't know anything when the crowd rushed over. Although she is different from other girls, but in the end, she is a pampered Miss Jiao, how much strength can she have, so that people can't even stand on her feet, and she falls straight down, causing people to step on a few feet, but fortunately, Wen Ziran is not far away, so she quickly scooped her up and held her tightly in her arms.

The two of them stood on the edge against the wall, motionless, Yang Qinghe nestled in Wen Ziran's arms, his heart was pounding, looking up at his good-looking face, the smile on his face couldn't be hidden, and it was worth it to ask someone to step on it a few times.

Wen Ziran still had the heart to think about the matter of men and women at this time, looking at those who were scattered by the flow of people and couldn't stand on their feet and were trampled on, he couldn't tell what it was like in his heart, until the flow of people was almost gone, he held Yang Qinghe tightly and rescued those who were trampled on, but in the end, he still swallowed his breath on the spot.

When Lord Yin Fang of Shuntian Mansion came to investigate, he recognized him at a glance as Imperial Doctor Wen of the Tai Hospital, and saw a delicate girl beside him, thinking that he was taking his female dependents out to make a Lantern Festival, so he stepped forward to talk a few words, and asked a little embarrassedly: "I don't know if Imperial Doctor Wen has time to diagnose and treat a few injured people first, I have already called someone to ask for a doctor, and it will not be delayed for a long time." ”

The latter sentence was said to Yang Qinghe.

Wen Ziran, as a doctor's parents, responded with a mouthful, even if there was no Lord Fang to speak, he also wanted to take action, and if he could save a few, he would be a few.

However, thinking that Yang Qinghe was a woman who was not suitable to look at those scenes of life and death, he looked around, and then turned to her and said, "I want to go and see with Lord Fang, you go to the tea shop in front of you first and wait for me, and I will go back with you in a while." ”

Yang Qinghe understood generously, pinched the handkerchief and said gently: "You go, I won't run around, you can rest assured." ”

Wen Ziran nodded, looked at her with a complicated expression, and saw her hook her lips and smile, and then left with Lord Fang.

That big man Fang was afraid that Wen Ziran would think about Yang Qinghe, so he just took a look at it and left, so he put on a high hat with her and said, "Mrs. Ling is really gentle and virtuous. ”

Wen Ziran didn't answer, but the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile that he didn't notice.

The injured people were temporarily placed in an empty warehouse in a nearby shop, and there were more than a dozen of them lying in a row, and some of them were helped in or carried in one after another, some of them were fished up from the water, and their clothes were soaked, and the night breeze blew in such a cold day, and it was so cold that their teeth chattered.

While Lord Fang was looking for clean jackets to change for those people, his heart jumped suddenly, but he was afraid that this year's assessment would not be excellent.

Zhao Yiheng, as the prince, is not good at standing by and watching this matter, but he is afraid that Mu Mingshu will do something alone, so he leads him all the way, and he happened to meet Wen Ziran outside the empty warehouse.

Wen Ziran was stunned for a moment, hurriedly stepped forward to salute, raised his eyes and glanced at Mu Mingshu, but somehow he was glad that he didn't bring Yang Qinghe with him.

The situation was urgent, Zhao Yiheng didn't say much to Wen Ziran, and pulled Mu Mingshu to go in first, followed by Wen Ziran.

Wen Ziran is the same as those who see if there are serious internal injuries, even if they don't bring a medicine box, they also need to look and smell first; Zhao Yiheng communicated with Lord Fang of Shuntian Mansion Yin about today's affairs, Mu Mingshu asked him to take him, stood beside him, lowered his eyebrows and looked like a bird, so that Wen Ziran felt that his eyes hurt when he looked at it more.

After being busy, after sending those injured people away, it was already in the middle of the day, Wen Ziran wiped the sweat on his forehead, and then suddenly remembered that he was thrown by Yang Qinghe in the tea shop, and he was so anxious that he jumped back, only said a word to Zhao Yiheng and Mu Mingshu, and then rushed away.

The tea shop had already closed its stall, but there was still a door panel left at the door, and the people inside heard footsteps coming out of the crack in the door, and looked at Wen Ziran before asking, "But Wen Gongzi?" ”

Wen Ziran nodded hurriedly, and asked again, "Is there a girl in pink inside?" ”

The shopkeeper shook his head: "That girl has already left, ask the little one to give you a message, otherwise the little one will go back to rest early." "Twenty taels of silver in a word, anyone is willing to wait for a first-class one, in the eyes of the store, the girl is a fool, like these ordinary people, they don't know if they can earn twenty taels of silver all year round.

"The girl said that she would go back first, and then contact Wen Gongzi when she returned." After speaking, he took out the door panel from the shop, and said as he went up: "Childe, the words are so small that you have brought them, you can do it yourself." ”

Wen Ziran's heart was sudden, and he thought of Yang Qinghe's lonely and lonely back for no reason, and felt very uncomfortable for a while.

He was only lonely when Yang Qinghe left, but he didn't know that something happened in the princess's mansion that night.