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With a bang, the furnace was kicked over.

A large fire spread recklessly along the curtain.

Song Qingyu's legs hurt so much that he could not stand up. He thought about how it was quiet here and how when someone found out, he would either be burned to death or burnt to a crisp.

Chen Fei!

The fire was raging towards Song Qing and Yu Qing. Song Qingyu gritted his teeth and struggled to climb out.

"Imperial Concubine Chen said that he won't let you die." Those people were as cold as ghosts as they looked at Song Qingyu. Then, they tossed a token with the words "Phoenix Nest Palace" engraved on it next to Song Qingyu. They then quickly took out their daggers and chopped at Song Qingyu's right hand.

He wanted to completely immobilize Song Qingyu, so that he would be tormented to death by the flames while under endless pain and clarity of mind.

Song Qing was shocked and his pupils dilated. Seeing that the dagger was about to fall down, that person screamed and fell to the ground. The sound of blades clashing rang out.

Song Qingyu had no time to analyze who it was that saved him. He only thought that his body was covered in oil and that a little fire would be fatal if it spread out! The only thing left for now was to leave this place. Thick smoke billowed over, choking Song Qingyu's throat.

Song Qingyu suddenly felt a pain in his hand. The fire that was spreading towards him had already reached his sleeves.

Her delicate face was pale.

I can't die here yet. He had not avenged his mother yet, Song Yiyan was alive, Shen Shi was alive, and Chen Fei was alive!

Song Qingyu shouted in his heart as he gritted his teeth. Only by chopping off his right hand would he be able to prevent the fire from completely burning himself and survive.

Her eyes were firm. He raised his dagger and was about to stab downwards.

"You are really vicious. It's all the same to me. "

That person's voice was full of sarcasm, causing Song Qingyu to cough from the thick smoke. Hearing the voice, he looked up and saw the roof beams pressing down. A loud rumble was heard.

And then his vision blurred. The man used his body to block the collapsed beam. His white clothes covered his face, and only a pair of clear and cold eyes that were like the moonlight could be seen. His eyes seemed to look down on everything. He had killed many people, and his white clothes were dyed red with blood.

In the raging fire, he looked like a demon. Their eyes were bloodthirsty and emotionless, and when they looked at Song Qingyu, it was as if they were looking at an ant on the verge of death.

Song Qingyu was sure that he did not know such a person. However, he firmly believed that that person was here to save him.

"Save me! As long as you save me, I will help you! Whatever you want, I'll get it for you. "

Song Qingyu looked at him resolutely as both of his hands tightly gripped his sleeves.

"What if I didn't save him?"

If he doesn't save …

Song Qingyu felt despair, unwillingness, and frustration. She had been too careless. How could she act so arrogantly and offend an unrelated concubine in this palace? He also told the empress about the medicine, which infuriated her completely.

She clenched her fist. He felt dizzy.

No! She could only blame herself for being lenient. To deal with evil people, she had to beat them until they couldn't do anything evil, couldn't retaliate, and would never be able to return!

However, if he died with a deep and deep hatred, then he wouldn't be able to avenge his mother!

"You must save me."

Song Qingyu's hands held onto him tightly as he spoke with all his might.

As Song Qingyu struggled, his consciousness became thinner and thinner …

Zuo Linyi had already cut off the fire on her sleeve and used his hand to directly suppress the flames on her body. The flame swallowed his hands with a faint sound.

Mu Quan was frightened out of his wits. Seeing his master save a person in such a way, he did not know how to face that person.

Zuo Linyi picked her up and she suddenly opened her eyes weakly.

"Thank you."

Her voice was very weak, like a mosquito. He pointed at the bottom of the table. An unconscious palace maid was lying below.

Zuo Linyi slightly frowned. Although the girl in front of him was resolute, cold, and even handled things cleanly, her heart was still kind. He took a glance at Mu Quan and immediately understood what was going on. Zuo Linyi then jumped out of the window and into the carriage.

When everything was settled, Mu Quan weakly asked, "Master, why?"

"She's useful."

Zuo Linyi frowned and spoke in a low voice.

Mu Quan knew Zuo Linyi's habits and did not ask again. Actually, he just wanted to ask why Master treated Miss Song so differently. He had to cover his face to save her.

However, judging from the vicious look on his master's face, he should not be able to get any answers out of him.

Song Qingyu had a very long dream.

She once again returned to her previous life, to that palace. Zuo Linyu lied to her, while Song Yiyan hurt her. Everyone punched and kicked her. She wanted to leave, but the doors to the estate were all closed.

The wall was getting bigger and bigger.

She refused to accept this, and was unwilling to accept this outcome.

The surroundings slowly turned dark. A knife appeared in her hand. Someone had told her to kill everyone and leave. She desperately wanted to kill him, to kill him as soon as she saw him.

Blindness, bloodlust, murderous red eyes.

It was completely dark.

A lamp was slowly approaching. As it drew near, it saw that it was a person.

Song Qingyu couldn't see his face clearly, he was clad in white, and he slowly extended his hand towards her. His hand was very clean. When Song Qing Yu wanted to hold it, he realized that his hand was covered in blood and backed off in shock.

That person grabbed her tightly.

As the carriage jolted and jolted, she slowly opened her eyes and discovered that she was leaning on a person to treat her wounds. The pain made her slightly frown.

"You … "Who is it?"

The man paused and looked at her. His smile was wide open, like a painting of ink. The beauty of it was uncontrollable.

"Isn't he my savior?"

Song Qingyu mumbled in a daze, "Benefactor." He raised his right hand and held it.

He was slightly startled. Her palm was slightly cold, but when she held onto him, it made his heart tremble. Song Qing Yu held his hand and pushed the bracelet from her hand onto the man's wrist.

Zuo Linyi was slightly surprised. Was this considered giving him a bracelet to repay his gratitude?

He waved the jade bracelet on his wrist and chuckled.

This grandpa unexpectedly laughed for no reason.

Mu Quan was stunned.

Song Qingyu woke up from his sleep and panted anxiously.

"Miss, you're finally awake."

Nannan was first overjoyed before she started crying.

Song Qingyu looked around blankly. It was his room, but why did he come back? She sat up in shock, feeling the pain all over her body, waking her up a bit more.

"Nannan, what is going on?"

When she spoke, her throat was sore and hoarse.

Nannan hurriedly passed over a cup of water.

"Miss, this servant doesn't know either. We received the news from the palace and knew that Miss wanted to return to her residence. "This servant will look for her. Who knew that before this servant even went out, there would be a strange person carrying the young miss in through the window."

Song Qingyu started to understand. He suddenly raised his hand, and the bracelet on his hand disappeared. Yesterday, his mind had been muddled and he had actually given out the bracelet.

"Did you see the appearance of the person?"

"No, it's just that the feeling that person gives me is very strange."