At this moment, a piece of wood from the beam fell down accompanied by flames.
Mrs. Zhang's heart seemed to be crushed all of a sudden. Regardless of whether she was a monster or not, she rushed forward and beat her like crazy, "Give your son back to me!!"
She didn't hit her for a few times before she was stopped by Zhao Yuanying, with a look of indifference on the young man's delicate face. He proposed to save people out of good intentions, but he didn't expect these people to be so ignorant. In a moment, Ai Bei had already taken off his protective clothing and threw it into Mrs. Zhang's arms, along with a fire extinguisher. "If you're not happy, save it yourself." After she finished speaking, she coughed a few times, as if she was choking on the smoke. arrive.
Mrs. Zhang was suddenly startled.
The maid next to her was speechless and said: "How can our lady know how to bewitch...immortal magic?"
"Ahem... Since I gave it to her, it can be used naturally." Abe's voice was a little hoarse. "But you have to bear the consequences. Whether you can save your son or not is entirely up to you."
Mrs. Zhang's lips trembled a few times, and she suddenly knelt down in front of Abe.
"Master Immortal has a lot of people, but I don't know what is good and what is good. I beg Immortal to save my son!"
Abe only took a step to the side.
The barrage in the live broadcast room immediately filled the screen. On one side, they were scolding Mrs. Zhang, and on the other side, they were also accusing Aibei of not saving him. Even though the boy was just a piece of data in the virtual world, seeing such a shocking fire still touched the audience. heart.
"But I have taken off my protective clothing." Abe looked at her, "When I put it back on, I'm afraid the people inside won't be able to wait."
When Mrs. Zhang heard this, she almost fainted, but suddenly she saw Abe's eyes turning to the side.
When she saw that there was a tall immortal standing next to her with a jade-like face, her hope suddenly rose, and she knelt down and begged for mercy: "This immortal, please save my son!"
Zhao Yuanlang had already noticed Ai Bei's intention, but he didn't know why she let him into the fire.
He was silent for a moment and said, "Okay." This was a way of repaying her trust. Since she lets him go, it means that with these "magic weapons" here, nothing will happen to him.
"Brother!? You are the future -" Zhao Yuanying said halfway, swallowing the last words, and said, "How can you go? If something happens... I'll go."
"Can you use it?"
Zhao Yuanlang knew his brother, he was probably just looking at Ai Bei's "heroic appearance" of saving people, and had not observed her use of these tools at all.
Zhao Yuanying, as he expected, had not paid any attention to how Aibei used these things. He looked at his brother and then at Abe. Seeing that the two people had inexplicably united the front, he could only be discouraged and give up.
Neither he nor his royal brother had any idea of putting themselves in danger. People in the royal family were selfish and indifferent, and even he was no exception. Their education for generations told them that their lives were much more important than the lives of these people. There was no such thing as People would be willing to risk death just for a stranger who they don't know if they can save.
Even if they have good intentions, they will only order their servants to execute them.
The fire was so fierce that the high temperature almost melted people. Zhao Yuanlang waved away the scattered sparks and entered the bedroom according to the direction given by Aibe. The place where the two children were hiding was only separated from the outside by a wall. However, without high temperature protective clothing, the servants did not dare to enter and the children could not get out. The fire started in the front hall and the boy was hiding in the bedroom. The fire hadn't spread to the bedroom yet, but the smoke was everywhere.
When Zhao Yuanlang arrived, he was huddled under the bed board, covered with a special blanket. It looked like it was not from this era, and his face was covered with the same smoke mask as him.
He thought of the mask that disappeared from Abe's face after she came out, and knew that she had left him something to save her life.
The boy hugged himself tightly, trembling with fear. When he heard the footsteps of someone, he suddenly looked up at him. A pair of big black and white eyes were exposed under the smoke mask. They were eyes in desperate situations, revealing pure desire for life and infinite expectations for him.
He opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.
Suddenly, the wooden beams made a breaking sound, and the boy's eyes were replaced by panic for a moment. Zhao Yuanlang turned around, and the curtain was splashed with sparks and burned.
Fire came spreading in this room.
He had no intention of saving the child before entering this room. In a dangerous situation, protecting himself is what he should do. Except for his father, no one's life in this world is more important than his and is worthy of his sacrifice.
The little boy seemed to see the indifference in his eyes and slowly shrank back.
There was a blazing fire behind him, but the sparks in the boy's eyes were extinguished in an instant.
At this moment, Zhao Yuanlang suddenly felt a little touched in his heart. He was born to be a king, with the blood of countless people in his hands. He has never had the concept of life, all he has is the arbitrary manipulation of chess pieces. Even if the chess pieces are eaten by others, or even used to form formations and sacrificed by him, he is not too touched. Just like Mu Xiaoxi who died in the sky prison, she was very interesting, but she was just a chess piece in his hand. The killing array laid out in that chess game was very fruitful, and it would not be a pity even if the chess pieces were invalidated.
This also includes his. He is also a chess piece in his father's life. His value is naturally much higher than others. But when the necessary moment comes, death is just death. There is no heavy or light meaning behind it. .
Death was neither pain nor pleasure to him.
Life is naturally meaningless.
Until I saw the desire for life from the eyes of others.
The fire was rumored to be a miracle. They said that the children of Zhang Shoubei's family were trapped in the fire, and their whole bodies were on fire. They were about to die. Suddenly, a god descended from the sky. The god was not afraid of the fire. He waved his sleeves and water flowed from his sleeves. It sprayed out and extinguished the fire. It is also said that there is more than one god, one comes into the house to save people, and the other is outside to give rain.
The people who heard about this all knelt down and kowtowed to the south of the city.
When such an incident happened, Zhang Shoubei and his wife responded to Ai Bei's request. Needless to say, there was no need to talk about the supplies they needed, but there was also news from the Imperial City. Everything he knew was told to Zhao Yuanlang. His message was not far different from what Zhao Yuanlang and the others had originally received, only adding some details, from which they could get a glimpse of the second prince's arrangements.
After some first aid, they planned to take a short rest here and wait until the sun was at its strongest before setting off.
The men were discussing politics over there, and here Abe set up a small home theater in the courtyard to coax his children to take medicine. I found a white cloth and hung it on the clothes rail as a projection, and played "Doraemon".
Unconsciously, several children's heads appeared on the wall of the backyard, and then more and more heads popped out.
Abe waved to a servant and asked him to open the back door, "Tell them to come in and take a look."
After a brief hesitation, the servant went to open the door. Children ran in in droves, unable to turn their eyes away from the animation on the white screen. "Sister Fairy, how can these paintings be moved?"
"You are so stupid. Of course it was the fairy sister who cast the magic!"
Next to Abe, the little girl she rescued also asked: "Can girls also study?" She was rescued first and is in good spirits now. The little boy was still recuperating, and his mother protected him as tightly as her eyes. Even if he wanted to look, he could only stare out the window.
Although his mother was a bit patriarchal, when Abe wanted to save his sister first during the fire, he did not argue, otherwise it would have delayed more time.
In order to reward him, Abe gave him a lollipop to eat when he was well.
At the moment, Abe touched the little girl's head and said, "You can do it in the future."
"Doraemon is so good, I want it too!"
"it is mine."
"My mine!"
The children next to me were making a fuss.
The little girl also envied: "Why does Nobita only have it? Doesn't Shizuka want Doraemon?"
Zhao Yuanying, who had already communicated with Zhang Shoubei, came back to find her. At first glance, he was a little surprised by the moving painting. After looking at it for a while, he started laughing: "This cat is like you, it can turn into a magical creature anytime and anywhere." thing."
Abe hit him on the forehead.
The prince also stood behind her and watched for a long time, looking at the picture and said: "Is this the world in heaven?"
"Not really." Abe thought for a moment and said, "This is the world of the future."
The moment she said this, the audience in the live broadcast room had a huge reaction.
[Ah, Beibei’s question! ]
[It can’t be said that since gods can predict the future, wouldn’t it be logical to wave the scene of the future in front of you with the wave of their sleeves? ]
[I laughed at this wave of sleeves. ]
[Beibei, a life mentor, taught the prince life and equality. ]
[Wow, thank you for the summary above. If I hadn't seen this sentence, I would still be confused. I couldn't figure out what Beibei wanted to do by "forcing" the prince to save people. ]
[The third prince accidentally said that the anchor is "Doraemon" from the future world. ]
[There is an interesting subtle fit. ]
The "miracles" that appeared in the border town were naturally transmitted back to the imperial city along with the flying pigeons.
The second prince was not interested in this kind of information that was ostentatious and deceiving the people, so he casually threw it aside.
Yao Xihu immediately saw it for him and thought the description was very interesting, with a hint of modern people. But now that she already knew the identities of the two anchors, she didn't take them seriously. One was Su Anran, and there was a male anchor who actually dressed up as Concubine Li, the second prince’s concubine. Her jaw almost dropped when she found out, but the other person didn’t hinder her live broadcast route, and instead belonged to the same camp as her. The data was different. Gao, the danger was not as great as Su Anran's, so she didn't care too much.
"Is there any news from the Crown Prince and the Third Prince?" she asked.
It was partly her idea to "kill" the prince and the third prince. Compared with the second prince, they had a brotherly relationship. She naturally hoped that the prince would die on the road and not become a variable in the live broadcast.
If she had naively planned to broadcast the story of Mary Sue who was loved by the three princes at the beginning, now she has gradually been immersed in this dynasty and feels that her original plan was stupid. It is far better to concentrate on helping the second prince. It’s fun to grow your power and compete with the original heroine in a battle of wits and courage. As for human life, she gradually became assimilated by the dynasty from her initial discomfort, revealing her indifferent side.
Zhao Yuanya leaned on the back of his chair. Although he shook his head, his expression was relaxed, "Those people may not be able to kill them, but they are injured enough. Without the horse, they were injured again. By the time they arrive, my father will probably be in trouble." Mausoleum.”
All those killers were killed, and no one reported the news to him. At this time, he naturally didn't know that Zhao Yuanlang and the others hit someone with their car and survived the drug intoxication without any injuries.
The two talked for a while, and Yao Xihu suddenly asked: "By the way, is Su Anran pregnant?"
"Yes." There was no trace of lingering expression in the man's eyebrows, and he said calmly, "She is not the only one in the house who is pregnant. You always keep an eye on what she is doing. Don't mention her anymore."
The author has something to say: Go back to Liao. After returning, this story will be almost over.
I originally wanted to insert the male anchor's perspective, which I thought was quite funny, but the protagonist's progress was slow and there was no space to write about him earlier, so it felt difficult to write. I'll take advantage of every opportunity and see if there's room to write a little bit later. If not, forget it.
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