You are asked to marry in place of the tyrant, and you allow the tyrant to send you to marry?

"Your Highness! Where are you going?"

While Abao was not paying attention, Wanyan Hongze prepared to quietly bypass the rockery and quickly jump onto the roof.

But Abao was quick-witted and grabbed him tightly, winking at him anxiously.

I saw two servants, each carrying a wooden bucket, passing by the rockery in a hurry.

They talked as they walked, looking particularly helpless.

Upon seeing this, Wanyan Hongze quickly shrank back and listened with bated breath.

"I don't know if the eldest daughter is dead or not? It's her misfortune to have such a stepmother."

One of them put down the barrel and wiped the sweat off his face with his hand.

It was obvious that he didn't want to continue putting out the fire at all.

Seeing this, the other person simply put the wooden barrel heavily on the ground, breathing heavily, looking very reluctant.

"Yes, Master may not know until now that it was Madam who asked us to set the fire. Even the water we poured was gasoline."

Speaking of this, the servant also felt extremely angry.

He pondered for a moment, and finally tried hard to suppress his frustration.

"We really have no choice. After all, Pang Shi is the mistress of the Du Mansion. When you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head."

"Ugh……"

After that person finished speaking, all that was left was the endless sighs of the two of them.

The conversation between the two was very quiet, but Wanyan Hongze, who was hiding behind the rockery, heard it clearly.

[Du Qingwan was actually persecuted intentionally by her stepmother?]

[Are they pouring gasoline? They are not pouring water to put out the fire? I am stunned!]

[No! I have to go in and save her. I don’t want to owe her any favors!]

It happened in a flash. Wanyan Hongze dodged and knocked out two servants.

He quickly jumped onto the roof and went around to the back of the room where the water was leaking.

Probably because of the heavy smoke here, no one dared to stand here to put out the fire.

Wanyan Hongze was naturally choked by the thick smoke and almost couldn't help coughing violently.

Fortunately, Abao arrived in time and quickly gave him a wet towel.

Wanyan Hongze took the wet towel and quickly covered his mouth and nose with it, kicked open the window, and rushed into the sea of ​​fire regardless of everything.

"Du Qingwan, wake up, wake up..."

After a careful search, Wanyan Hongze found Du Qingwan unconscious near the door, so he rushed over.

A Bao just watched Wanyan Hongze lose his composure, feeling a little unbelievable but unable to explain why.

With a loud "creak", a huge beam seemed to be burning off bit by bit, and one end was slowly tilting.

"Oh no! The roof beams are about to collapse! Your Highness..."

"boom---"

Before A Bao could dissuade Wanyan Hongze, a beam in the house suddenly burned off and fell straight down.

Without thinking too much, A Bao ran over and pushed Wanyan Hongze, who was holding Du Qingwan, away.

As luck would have it, just as the two men moved away a little, the beam of the house fell heavily on the ground not far from their feet, followed by a loud noise.

"That was a close call! Damn it! Po, let's go!"

Wanyan Hongze finally came to his senses, staggered to pick up Du Qingwan, and loudly called out to Abao to leave with him.

"Okay. Your Highness, I'll meet you outside. Please be careful."

After saying that, Po quickly jumped out of the window and looked around in panic.

After making sure that no one had discovered this place, he waved to Wanyan Hongze to hand Du Qingwan out.

In just a moment, the two of them worked together to bring Du Qingwan away from the room where the fire broke out and into an empty room.

"Du Qingwan, wake up, wake up..."

"Just bear with it for now. I'll give you an acupuncture right now..."

Du Qingwan's consciousness was very hazy and she couldn't hear who was talking at all, but she could feel the other person's kindness.

She didn't struggle at all, but somehow chose to believe him and let him give her the acupuncture.

After a while, Wanyan Hongze was sweating profusely from exhaustion.

A Bao, who was standing by, felt extremely distressed and his face was full of suspicion.

"Your Highness, is she... okay?"

A Bao asked cautiously, but he was still a little worried after all.

From Wanyan Hongze's nervous expression, he was sure that this woman was no ordinary person.

At least, she is extremely important in Wanyan Hongze's eyes.

"She's fine for now. I just cleared some of her acupuncture points, and the smoke she inhaled has slowly cleared out. She'll be awake in less than half an hour."

Wanyan Hongze quickly retracted the silver needle, his tense nerves immediately relaxed a little, and the corners of his lips involuntarily rose slightly.

Seeing this, A Bao's heart gradually settled down.

"Then let's go quickly? Someone is coming."

A Bao gently lowered the window, quickly jumped to Wanyan Hongze's side, and his expression began to look nervous.

Just now, he saw Lin Ma and Zhao Er walking towards this side, supporting each other.

If he guessed correctly, this should be Lin Ma or Zhao Er's room.

If the two of them didn't leave and were discovered, the consequences would be disastrous.

"Okay. She's awake anyway. Let's go!"

Wanyan Hongze gently stroked Du Qingwan's blackened face, with a look of reluctance between his brows.

Considering that things would become complicated if the two didn't leave, he quickly asked Abao to leave.

Because Du Qingwan's room was burned beyond recognition, Lin Ma and Zhao'er thought Du Qingwan had been burned to death, and her eyes were already swollen from crying.

When she looked up and saw that her door was half open, Mother Lin was suddenly stunned and did not react for a moment.

She clearly remembered that she had closed the door before she went out.

It opened for no apparent reason at this moment, there must have been a thief.

Thinking carefully, she was just an old maid in the Du family. Even if a thief broke into the house during the chaos, there would be nothing valuable there.

"Zhao'er, is there a thief in my house? Let's go and see who is the damned one who took advantage of the situation to rob me!"

Zhao'er was still confused, and Mother Lin pulled her into the house.

When the two saw Du Qingwan lying on the couch with her face covered in dirt, they were stunned.

The two of them couldn't believe that Du Qingwan was actually in this room, and her breasts were bouncing evenly, and she looked still alive.

"Young Miss? It's really Young Miss! She's not dead yet!"

Zhao'er was sharp-eyed and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

She quickly broke free from Lin Ma and ran towards Du Qingwan excitedly.

Seeing this, Mother Lin didn't care about being stunned and followed Zhao'er to the bedside.

"That's great! It's really the young lady. The young lady is still alive!"

After confirming that Du Qingwan was still alive, Mother Lin burst into tears.

She was crying and snotting, and her heart was filled with joy.

"Thank God, our eldest lady is still alive."

Mother Lin wiped away her tears and spoke with a sob.

Zhao'er was whimpering and his body was shaking violently.

It seems that she has not yet recovered from the sorrow of losing Du Qingwan, and is still feeling mixed emotions of sadness and joy.

"Cough cough..."

At this moment, Du Qingwan slowly opened her eyes and coughed twice with difficulty.

"Zhao'er, where am I? Am I dead?"

Du Qingwan stretched out her hand weakly and gently stroked Zhao'er's tearful face, her entire face full of haggardness.

Although she was conscious, she still had a splitting headache and her head felt like it was about to explode.