I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

Fang Qing turned around and gave instructions to the followers waiting at the door.

The person outside agreed.

Ji Xiaobei finally let go of the stone that was weighing on his heart.

As long as Fang Qing is willing to help, he will be able to find Fu Jichang's whereabouts.

In the reception room of the military camp, He Ye and the other three were extremely anxious.

After entering the military camp, Ji Xiaobei followed the man named Fang. The three of them were unable to move at all and were trapped here under their watch.

Heita was restless: "Where has Miss Ji gone? I don't know whether General Fang is a good guy or a bad guy!"

The people guarding outside glared at the black tower.

Black Tower: ...

He Ye held him down and said, "Don't worry, General Fang is a famous general, he is upright and honest, and he keeps his word. Don't worry, Miss Ji will be fine."

Heita was worried that he had failed to protect his master.

If anything happens to Miss Ji again, he will not live.

Whenever he thought of this, he wanted to cry.

The eyes are always red.

……

Xiangfu Inn in Yongchang Prefecture.

There were bursts of screams in the middle of the night.

Oh no, there's a fire, there's a fire...

There was a fire in the backyard and the animals roared in panic.

Jiaojiao was sleeping soundly when she was woken up by the sound of someone banging on the door.

"Girl, get up quickly... there's a fire..."

Aqi was banging on the door anxiously.

Jiaojiao rolled over and got up, and Zhao Mu, who was sleeping next to her, also woke up.

Mrs. Huang sat up suddenly, shouting "Oh God" while quickly putting on her clothes.

"Aqi, what's going on?" Huang Po had already recognized that it was Aqi's voice.

"Mrs. Huang, get up quickly, the backyard is on fire..."

The backyard was in chaos, with adults shouting and children crying...

"Put out the fire..."

There was a lot of smoke floating in the corridor. Three adults, each holding a child, walked down in the dark.

"Po Huang... let me do it..." Aqi took Zheng Zheng from Po Huang's hand and held it in his arms.

The three children who were still asleep were so frightened that they didn't even dare to cry.

As soon as I walked downstairs, I heard someone shouting, "Tong Qiang, come and help, your mother sprained her ankle and can't walk."

Aqi glanced at his father, Lord Tong, through the smoke.

"My mother is dead..."

Lord Tong was beating his chest and stamping his feet, cursing loudly behind him.

The fire was very big and the wind had already ignited the second floor.

They lived in a small wooden building, and the weather was dry and it was very easy to get wet.

People on the first floor were desperately running out. Ah Qi squeezed through the crowd holding Zheng Zheng. When he got out of the door, he found that only Huang Po followed him out.

Jiaojiao and Miss Zhao held the child and did not come out.

"Mrs. Huang, take Zheng Zheng with you and walk along this path. You will see a small side door. Go there and wait for me..."

Aqi stuffed Zheng Zheng into Huang Po's arms and turned around and ran away.

"Hey, beggar, please be careful!" Huang Po's voice floated in the air.

Zheng Zheng was so frightened that his face turned pale and he held the corner of her clothes tightly.

"Zheng, don't be afraid, Huang Po is here!" Huang Po squatted down, hugged Zheng Zheng, and stretched her neck to look over there.

The fire on the other side of the house was growing bigger and bigger.

For a long time, they didn't come.

Huang Po was feeling very nervous.

My legs have no strength left, and even the wind is still inside.

Oh my God, oh my God!

Many people rushed to the gate, crying loudly.

Only a few young men ran over here, opened the door and ran out.

The fire had engulfed the house where they lived.

Huang Po's body was shaking as she cried.

After a while, a few people were seen staggering towards this side.

"Jiaojiao..." Mrs. Huang cried heartbreakingly.

"Ah... Mrs. Huang..." Jiaojiao also cried.

I had been holding it in for a long time, but when I heard Huang Po's voice and knew that she and Zheng Zheng were doing well, I could not hold it in any longer.

Lian Feng held a child in each hand, and Jiaojiao supported Zhao Yan as they stood in front of Huang Po.

Huang Po looked behind them and didn't see Aqi.

"Ah...where is Aqi?" Huang Po's voice trembled.

"Po Huang... in order to save us, he... didn't come out..." Jiaojiao cried even harder.

"No, I want to go find him..." Huang Po was about to run over there, but was stopped by Lian Feng.

"Godmother... it's too late. Ahqi... can't be saved..."

Lian Feng choked with sobs.

If it weren't for Aqi, they would all have died in the fire.

"Oh, God, . . . . Oh, beggar . . . "

Aqi lived with Huang Po for several years. He was not her biological grandson, but he was better than her. Now he was gone, and she was heartbroken.

"Stop crying and go!"

Lian Feng said.

The wind is blowing harder now. It might be dangerous if we don’t move forward.

Picking up the children, they staggered out.

As soon as I turned around, I heard someone shouting from behind: "Wait..."

Lord Tong supported his wife, followed by Tong Menglou.

No one paid any attention to them, and Huang Po and the others left the house.

It was cold and dark. Where could we go with three children? It was quite far from the city.

Ji Xiaobei was not around, so Jiaojiao forced herself to calm down.

"There is an inn ahead and the lights are still on. Let's go there!" Jiaojiao said.

……

When we arrived at the door of the inn, we found that there were already many people waiting there.

The waiter shouted at the door: "Dear guests, there is really no room left, not even the big bunk beds..."

The three children were shivering with cold.

Jiaojiao took out a gold hairpin from her body and handed it to Lian Feng.

"Mr. Lian, please go and make arrangements. It would be nice if there is a place to shelter from the wind."

Lian Feng nodded, took the things and left.

The three women met quietly.

"Quickly check if the things on your body are gone?" Jiaojiao said.

Huang Po and Zhao Yan touched them and said in unison, "They are all here!"

It turned out that the three women were afraid that their valuables would be stolen, so they sewed their valuables on their bodies. Now they don't have to go hungry for the time being.

After a while, they were led by a young servant to a remote courtyard.

There are three main rooms and two side rooms.

The side rooms were filled with miscellaneous items, but the main room was empty.

The boy moved the bedding, and the women and their children lived in one room, and Lian Feng lived in another.

Mrs. Huang knelt and chanted "Amitabha" for half the night.

It’s a pity that Aqi didn’t escape.

The three women kept their eyes open until dawn.

There are more people in the yard.

Lord Tong and Ye Tianguan also came with their families.

The young man gathered up the sundries in the wing room and rented it to the Tong family and the Ye family.

I heard from Madam Ye that seven or eight people who came to settle in the fields were burned to death, and the rest are now living in a large dormitory in the front yard.

Lord Tong saw with his own eyes that his son was burned to death while trying to save those women and children.

When he saw Jiaojiao and Zhao Yan, his eyes popped out.

Even though his son didn't recognize him, he was still his flesh and blood after all.

Mrs. Tong's feet were very swollen, and Tong Menglou was serving her in the room.

She also saw Aqi die.

An illegitimate child, if he dies, it's no big deal.

But now is the time to use people, and he died.

If he were alive, he could go out to work and earn some money to support the family.

Now, a big fire has burned everything we brought. How unlucky.