Looking at the flames in the distance, Rong Yi pulled the horse under him vigorously. He only hoped that he could be faster and faster.
When Rong Yi hurried back to the Rong Mansion, the fire in the mansion had been controlled. He anxiously looked at the group of people standing outside, but he did not see a figure he was familiar with.
Seeing Rong Yi's return, Xiao Yaozi quickly stepped forward to report, "Supervisor, it's the fire that started in Madam's room!"
Rong Yi only felt a tremor in his heart when he heard the words, "Where is the lady?"
Xiao Yaozi was startled, and subconsciously looked behind Rong Yi, "Isn't Madam there?"
Rong Yi looked back, but only saw Gu Qingluo standing there, posing as Hong Chang. His eyes were full of anger and disappointment. He pushed away Xiao Yaozi in front of him and hurriedly ran towards Gu Qingluo's yard.
He still remembered that when he was leaving, Gu Qingluo was still standing at the door asking him to come back early.
Now, he is back, Gu Qingluo, you must wait for me!
Before the fire in Gu Qingluo's room was extinguished, Rong Yi rushed inside without even thinking about it. Ping An, who was following, hugged Rong Yi desperately, "Supervisor, you can't go!"
"Go away!"
Rong Yi's eyes were scarlet, and he kicked Ping Away, Ping An unwillingly wanted to hug Rong Yi, but it was too late and Rong Yi had already rushed in.
"Chingluo, Chingluo!"
Rong Yi called Gu Qingluo's name frantically, but no one answered him.
Ping An and the others waited anxiously outside, but at this time Wanquan hurried back, looking at the burning room, he suddenly went crazy.
"What's the matter? Where's Madam? Where's Madam?"
Ping An shook off his hand and shouted, "You ask me, who am I asking? Didn't you protect your wife? Where did you go?"
The thing in Wanquan's hand fell to the ground with a bang. It was a bag of sugar-fried chestnuts. Just now, his wife suddenly wanted to eat sugar-fried chestnuts. There was no one in the house. So he went to the street. I traveled all over the capital to buy it.
However, he did not expect that Gu Qingluo would have had an accident.
"No, no, no..."
Wanquan wanted to rush in like crazy, but saw Rong Yi, who was covered with scars, slowly walked out holding a charred person.
"lady?"
Wanquan looked at the person in Rong Yi's arms, and his heart fell suddenly.
When he left, she was the only person in Madam’s room, so who was in front of him
Wanquan knelt on the ground with a "plop", with despair in his eyes, why is this so? Why does it become like this
Wanquan just feels that his heart can't breathe anymore.
Ping An didn't care about him anymore, and hurriedly climbed to Rong Yi's front, and whispered, "Master?"
He has never seen Rong Yi look like this, like a walking corpse without a soul. Many places on Rong Yi’s official uniform have been burned, and there are many scars on his body, but he seems to be unconscious, just tight. Holding the person in his arms that had burned into black coal, he just sat in the snow like that, and no one could pull it away.
The fire in Rong Yi's Mansion alarmed Emperor Xuanwu, so the next day, Jing Zhaoyin and Jin Yiwei's people were sent for inspection. The person who came to Jin Yiwei was Rong Yi's acquaintance, Lu Ziang.
Lu Ziang was also very strange about the fire last night. What made him most strange was the change in appearance of Rong Yiwen. He wanted to know what was hidden in the house by Rong Yi, so that he was so gloomy.
He wanted to come and inquire about it, but he didn't see Rong Yi as he wanted.
It was Ping An beside Rong Yi who came to deal with him. Ping An only said that the little maid accidentally overturned the candle yesterday, which caused such a big turmoil.
The people of Lu Ziang and Jing Zhaoyin were only ordered to check it out, mainly because Emperor Xuanwu was afraid that someone would be dissatisfied with Rong Yi, so he burned his mansion.
At this time, the people in the house said that there was no problem, and naturally they would not ask more.
However, before leaving, Lu Ziang couldn't help but asked, "Where is the Governor?"
The smile on Ping'an's face froze for a while before he replied, "The mansion has not been repaired well for a while, the superintendent has gone to Zhuangzi!"
Lu Ziang nodded and stopped asking more questions, so he left with Jing Zhaoyin.
He sent away the two people safely, and the smiles on his faces collapsed. He hurried to the backyard and saw his master sitting there holding the burnt black corpse. His heart was sour and he couldn't bear it. Staying in front, "Supervisor, I have sent away the people in the palace! What should I do with Madam's body?"
Hearing Ping An's words, Rong Yi finally had a slight reaction. He raised his scarlet eyes and looked at Ping coldly, "Madam is not dead. If you dare to say something unlucky, I will cut your tongue!"
After speaking, Rong Yi took the corpse in his arms again and said softly, "Don't be afraid, I will be with you."
Didn't she blame him for not having time with her
He will never again, he will be with her every day.
When Ping An saw this, the tears in his eyes rolled out. He has been with Rong Yi for so many years. He has never seen Rong Yi look like this. He couldn't help but speak.
"The Governor killed me today. I have to say, Madam is dead, wake up the Governor!"
"roll!"
Rong Yi let out a roar, slapped a palm on Ping An's body, and Ping spit out a large mouthful of blood, but he still said,
"Supervisor, wake up, Madam doesn't want to see you like this!"
Rong Yi still wanted to do it, but saw Wanquan, who had been kneeling with him, raised his head and said, "Master, it's a slave who didn't protect his wife, so the slave will go down to accompany his wife!"
After speaking, Wanquan raised his palm and hit his Tianling Gai, but he was stopped by someone. Rong Yi looked at him coldly, and what he said was colder than the snow in winter.
"You go with her? What qualifications do you have?"
Wanquan suddenly slumped to the ground when he heard this. Yes, he didn't even have the qualifications to accompany his wife to death. He was just a minion, an inconspicuous minion.
Rong Yi didn’t look at Wanquan either. He only looked at the coke-burned corpse in his arms. The scarlet in his eyes faded a little. He said softly, “Did I ask if I want a boy or a girl? , A girl like you!"
That day, she asked him whether he wanted a boy or a girl, and he said whatever. She said that she wanted a girl, a girl who looked the same as him, but in his heart he wanted a child who looked the same as her, who was as weird as her.
Hearing what Rong Yi said, Ping An and Wanquan shed tears at the same time.
Rong Yi's hand slowly landed on the lower abdomen of the corpse, and he personally felt the agitation underneath that day, but today there is nothing left, only a flat piece.
mediocre
Rong Yi seemed to have thought of something, his expression changed, "Go and find Mr. Chen for me!"