She fell out after crying at the wrong grave

The fire started from every corner of the room.

Everyone in the inn was busy preparing for today's happy event, and no one cared who secretly set the fire.

When screams were heard downstairs, Ah'ao was still in the box on the second floor. The bride was fixing her elaborate wedding dress, and the hairpins and rings in her hair were jingling.

"I'll go and take a look." Ah'ao patted Ruzui's shoulder, and the uneasiness in her heart became stronger.

It turns out that sometimes, a premonition that comes from nowhere must be a kind of fate.

A kind of luck that allows you to escape from existing and potential dangers.

When Ah-yi walked up the stairs, she found that the downstairs was already a sea of ​​fire. Everything that could burn was on fire.

Wine was served in the lobby today, with many jars of wine placed against the wall or in containers on the table.

At first, when the fire was still small, the guests ran around in panic, and some took advantage of the chaos to knock over the wine jars, helping the fire to spread.

The broken pieces of the wine jar and the wine on the ground are the evidence of the crime at this moment.

Ah'ao rushed downstairs quickly. Many people were banging on the doors and windows, but they couldn't get out.

"What's going on?" Ah'er grabbed a passing waiter and asked hurriedly.

The waiter was carrying a basin of water and couldn't explain clearly, "I don't know how the fire started. There was a bit of wind outside so the guests asked us to close the doors and windows. But the fire burned the iron hinges and they were so hot that they couldn't be opened at all!"

Arson.

When these four words appeared in Ah's mind, she immediately turned around and ran upstairs.

The flames licked the beams and pillars, and quickly burned up from the first floor. The pillars were shiny and the flames attached to them, burning wildly.

When she smeared the oil on the column that had not yet been burned, Ah'ao was surprised to find that it was tung oil.

The innkeeper said that there have been many rats running around in recent days. In order not to disturb the guests' rest, he applied oil on the stairs and pillars leading to the second floor to prevent the rats from climbing to the second floor.

What was originally a thoughtful plan turned out to be a fatal curse.

Ah-yi suddenly pulled the door open and shouted, "The inn is on fire, cover your mouth and nose and follow me!"

The bride was obviously confused.

Ruzui glanced outside and saw flames on the window. She immediately came back and deftly dismantled her elaborate decorations.

At this moment, people downstairs were smashing doors and windows in an attempt to escape. In such an emergency, anything would be a burden.

Ah'ao tore the face towel into several pieces, soaked them in a basin of water, and distributed them to the bridesmaids in the room, telling them to run down quickly.

The bride finally came to her senses at this time, but she was obviously not conscious anymore. "No, no, I am not married yet, how can I take off my veil and meet people? No, Madam Cui, you two should go first, my husband will come back to save me."

A'ao and Ruzui stopped where they were almost immediately.

What did she just say?
"It's already so late!" Ruzui was anxious and raised his voice, "Which is more important, life or veil? Go away!" As he said that, he tried to pull her wrist, but was pulled free.

The little girl was only 28 years old and had never encountered such a scene. She stepped back timidly and said, "No, my mother told me to be respectful. It's unlucky to take off the veil first..." Tears welled up in her bright eyes as she spoke in a sour tone.

How could there be such a foolish woman? I couldn't tell whether I hated her more for being cowardly or for the upbringing at home that made her like this.

I couldn't even utter two words to refute her.

Finally, Ah-yi became furious and covered her mouth and nose with a wet towel without saying anything. "What are you waiting for? If you burn to death in there, you can only get married in the next life! Stop making trouble, let's go now!"

He dragged and lifted the man, stripped off his outer robe and took him through the panic-stricken corridor, up two stairs, before finding a place to escape.

This is a viewing window, and outside the window is a horizontal branch of a plum tree.

In winter, this is an elegant spot that many guests enjoy.

The plum blossoms have not yet bloomed, so the window is closed and not opened.

The stairs were made of wood and were now covered with tung oil. The flames were invading the area wantonly. With the smell of heat and smoke, the three people standing by the window had difficulty breathing.

The thick smoke blinded me and my eye sockets ached bitterly.

The long skirt and embroidered shoes she was wearing were flammable and if she wasn't careful she would end up getting burned.

Through the cloth, Ah's voice became muffled and deep, and she looked drunk, "This is the only way out. If we run to the front door, we'll be choked to death by the smoke before we even get there. Let's climb, climb up the tree."

Ruzui nodded and freed his hands to try to open the window.

Although it is the second floor, it is not very high. As long as you climb up the branches, you can fall down.

It is better to be thankful for losing limbs than losing your life.

Ruzui has been learning dancing since childhood. His body is soft and light, and he was the first to climb onto the windowsill.

"Be careful." Ah'an was behind, her heart pounding.

Ruzui was very brave and took advantage of his strengths. He lunged forward and held on to the main branch firmly. He lay in a climbing position and tightly attached himself to the branch.

Fortunately, this is an old plum tree and its branches are strong enough so that they will not break immediately.

"Alright." Ruzui adjusted his posture almost tremblingly, and stretched out his hand to the bride, "Come here, I'll take it."

A'ao was afraid that she would hesitate for a moment longer, so she held her waist and pushed her onto the windowsill.

"I...I'm scared, my lady..."

Patting her on the back, Ah-yi encouraged her, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. You have to remember that Han Lang must be anxiously looking for you outside. You will see him when you go out."

These words really worked, and the bride took the first step tremblingly.

But nothing is so easy. When she stood on the branch carefully, she couldn't even maintain basic balance. The branch that couldn't bear the weight finally made a "crack" and broke in a way that was visible to the naked eye.

"Hurry, come here!" Ruzui leaned over and grabbed her.

The bride cried loudly and hugged Ruzui's arms tightly.

The will to survive was so strong that Ruzui felt his arm was about to be dislocated. Now, Ah-yi felt strangely calm for a moment.

If we lose this way out, where will the next one be?

"Go down carefully and find someone to save me." Ah'ao stood at the window. The autumn wind ruffled her hair. Her black hair was mixed with dust, making her face look even more resolute.

Ah's heart became even more agitated.

Perhaps she has the genes of Shen's madness and the flexible blood of Chen Zhaoying in her bones.

This was not the first time she was in danger, but Ah'ao liked to escape death, using this intensity to nourish the fire in her heart that was also burning more and more fiercely.

Ever since she quietly ran out of the Nine Gates late one night, the area surrounding the Imperial City had been on fire.

Ah'ao turned around, like a sword drinking blood, and looked calmly at the raging fire behind her.

“Help…Help me, sister, help me! Cough cough cough!”

A faint cry for help brought Ah'ao back to reality.

The crackling sound of burning wood continued all around. Ah'an looked around, struggling to find the source of the sound.

Fortunately, the owner of the sound kept patting the floor, and A'ao finally saw her in a small compartment that was used to prevent sweeping of items.

This was a girl, her face was pale and she could hardly speak.

But Ah'ao remembered these eyes clearly.

"It's you."

On the second floor overlooking the street, she stretched her head to look downstairs to see the bride coming, and the silver ornament on her forehead fell off.

Why is she here.

Without having time to think too much, Ah'an quickly dragged her out from the pile of overturned things.

At this moment, the benefits of Qin Xi's physical strength and martial arts, which had been suffered day and night, were instantly apparent.

If I didn't have some strength, I really wouldn't be able to pull her.

Perhaps because she had thrown away the wet towel, Ah'ao took a few deep breaths and felt a sharp burning pain in her chest. She couldn't catch her breath and bent over and started coughing.

It's bad. She still had time to think that she had inhaled too much smoke. If she didn't get out, Shui Changdong would have to hold a funeral for her boss.

Luoya struggled to get up from the ground. Her arms and legs still had strength. She covered her mouth and nose like Ah-yi and asked, "Sister, how are we going to get out?"

If I turn back now and wet another towel, it would obviously be impossible.

The fire had already caused the wood of the doors and windows to begin to collapse, and with the addition of tung oil and strong liquor, the situation became even more out of control.

I don’t know if the people downstairs have escaped. Could they have all been burned to death?

With the prayer for another life, Ah'ao began to regret the irresponsible thought she had just had standing by the window.

Luoya's hand was held tightly by A'an, and she tried to explore the area where the fire was smaller.

The inn was already large to begin with, and once it caught fire it was almost impossible to tell the direction.

"This way!" Ah-yi covered her mouth and nose and turned to walk towards the kitchen. Although Luo Ya behind her couldn't hear her voice at all.

I don't know who she said this to, she just felt that it made her feel at ease.

The kitchen lady had been here yesterday, and the place where the guests were staying was only connected to the place by a long passage.

This made me think too superficially when I was renovating it. I just thought that connecting them in this way could reduce the time of serving the dishes, and the freshly baked meals would not have to be exposed to wind and rain.

It’s always a good idea to try.

Having dodged countless burning logs along the way, Ah'ao had already cut the arsonist into pieces in her heart.

If her business was burned down, she would lose everything she had!
Although there was still fire on the stove in the kitchen, fortunately, if they broke open the door, they would reach the backyard of the inn and have a way to survive.

Looking around, she picked up the kitchen knife on the table.

"Sister...sister, do you need help? Ahem...?"

The pretty Han beauty was somewhat uncomfortable picking up the knife like the aunts roasting lamb in the king's tent.

"Cover your mouth and don't make any sound." Ah'ao asked her to stay behind and raised her hand to chop the door lock.

But the first loud noise came from outside.

Ah'ao stood there in a daze, the kitchen knife still held high.

The next moment, in just a flash, the burning wooden door was suddenly broken open, and the bright light filled the room in an instant.

Ah'ao felt a burning pain in her eyes, and in the haze, she saw the outline clearly.

Hengzhi rushed over immediately after receiving the news. The fire was too big, so he could only find this place to start and prepare to go in to rescue people.

Ah'ao had been in there for a long time, and he didn't know whether she was alive or dead. His heart felt like it was being roasted on fire.

Hengzhi's clothes were soaked, and he resolutely broke the door open with a bench and rushed in.

Who knew that A'an was here.

A huge rock that had been blocking his chest fell to the ground in an instant. He obviously breathed a sigh of relief, walked forward, took A'an's head, and held it against his chest.

Ah'ao had just inhaled a lot of smoke, and when she buried her whole face in Hengzhi's wet chest, the moist water vapor immediately soothed her mouth and nose, making her feel much more comfortable.

Fortunately, fortunately we can meet again.

(End of this chapter)