The fire started in 1850, and the most important thing at this time was to escape
As the hot air rises, white smoke curls up, forming a faint mountain of fog in front of Mr. Yinli. When illuminated by candlelight, it becomes a bit hazy, making it hard to see clearly.
At first glance, Mr. Yinli is a master of tea ceremony. Every movement is appropriate and proper. He does not deliberately appear noble and elegant. Every move is natural. His eyes are looking at the tea set seriously. As he moves, the surrounding air seems to become peaceful.
stand up.
Such a man does not have huge ambitions. Uncle Jiuhuang understood Mr. Yinli's move and let down his guard.
"It seems that the prince is in the mood to drink tea with me." Mr. Yinli knew that Uncle Nine Emperors understood what he meant.
Since the last time he met with Uncle Nine Emperors, Mr. Yinli was looking forward to meeting Uncle Nine Emperors again. Uncle Nine Emperors is a very smart man, and Mr. Yinli always likes to deal with smart people.
When dealing with smart people, you don’t need much. With just one movement and one look, the other person will be able to understand what you mean and what you want to express.
Not long after he met Uncle Nine Emperors, Mr. Yinli regarded Uncle Nine Emperors as a good friend, a friend who understood him.
"Take a drink and see if the tea I made is to your liking." Mr. Yinli poured a cup of tea and handed it to Uncle Nine Emperors.
He needed Uncle Nine Emperors' help for something and asked Uncle Nine Emperors if he was willing to help. This was the main reason why he made an appointment with Uncle Nine Emperors tonight.
Although Mr. Yinli was very vague, Uncle Jiuhuang still understood what he meant. Uncle Jiuhuang did not rush to take the tea, but gave Mr. Yinli a meaningful look until a wry smile appeared in Mr. Yinli's eyes. Uncle Jiuhuang
Then she took the teacup in his hand.
Under Mr. Yinli's expectant eyes, Uncle Nine Emperors took a sip and threw the cup behind him: "The water temperature is too high, which ruins a good pot of tea."
"Hahaha... Then brew another pot." After getting the answer he wanted, Mr. Yinli was very happy and brewed another pot of tea at a suitable temperature.
The two chatted happily, and Mr. Yinli even held Uncle Jiuhuang's hand to talk about a game with great interest. Uncle Jiuhuang played a game with Mr. Yinli with a mixture of helplessness and understanding.
"I haven't been so happy for a long time." Mr. Yinli smiled happily, like a child, smiling and laughing, tears streaming down his face...
"Get up, I'm not afraid of your jokes. Before this, I never thought that such a day would come. I've been waiting for this day for too long, too long." Mr. Yinli felt too bitter in his heart.
If a man, a talented man, a proud son of an aristocratic family, cannot display his talents and repay his debt just because he married a princess, Mr. Yinli will not be like this.
A man cannot gain a seat in the temple, but he can still be a romantic celebrity, devote himself to the landscape, and display his talent. In short, with Mr. Yinli's character and talent, he can make himself famous even if he is not an official.
What Mr. Yinli couldn't accept was that he married a slut that everyone knew, a woman who openly sought out men, gave birth to illegitimate children, and cuckolded him.
Even political opponents look at him with sympathy and gloating. He is as proud as Mr. Yinli. He is not afraid of being looked down upon by others or jealous of others, but he is afraid of other people's sympathy, that kind of mercy with alms, which will embarrass him.
Even if he no longer takes the eldest princess to heart, even if he is used to criticism from the outside world, Mr. Yinli still wants to get rid of the eldest princess, forever!
The favor that Mr. Yinli asked Uncle Nine Emperors for was to secretly help him when he divorced his wife. This time he must seize the opportunity to get rid of the eldest princess forever.
Yes, Mr. Yinli endured it for so long, and finally waited for the day when he could divorce his wife.
Since ancient times, there was no precedent for a consort to marry a princess, so he wanted to set a precedent and divorce the woman who brought him shame; divorce the woman who brought him endless embarrassment.
His previous life was just like Uncle Nine Emperors said, the whole pot of tea was spoiled because of the water temperature, and most of his life was ruined because of one woman.
Now... he is finally about to be freed. He can get rid of this shame. How can he be unhappy?
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Mr. Yinli lost control only for a moment. After a while, Mr. Yinli calmed down, laughed at himself, and continued talking to Uncle Nine Emperors about business.
The conversation between the two was still so obscure and incomprehensible. In life, tea, piano, and chess, there was no mention of Feng Jin and the eldest princess. But the affairs of these two people were exchanged one by one in some irrelevant words.
understand each other’s thoughts.
The two had similar interests and had a very interesting chat. At this time, Feng Qingchen, who was in the hospital, was caught in a sea of fire...
Sea of fire!
In the blink of an eye, a raging fire broke out outside the courtyard, trapping Feng Qingchen and others in the fire.
What happened was like this, in front of half a stick of incense, a group of men in black rushed out from the darkness, running forward as if desperate, shooting kerosene and rockets towards the courtyard where Feng Qingchen lived. They were Prince Duan's men.
Both of them are elite soldiers and strong generals, but they can't stop the other party from coming well-prepared. There is strength in numbers.
Within a moment, the courtyard where Feng Qingchen was staying temporarily fell into a sea of fire.
"Girl, girl, run, there's a fire, there's a fire." Xia Wan and Chun Hue woke up from their sleep. They didn't even have time to put on their coats, so they stumbled out of bed and ran out.
After Feng Qingchen heard the noise, he turned over with Feng Jin in his arms and jumped down: "Feng Jin and I can go out by ourselves, you go first." Feng Qingchen picked up a coat and carried Feng Jin behind him.
He was tied up with a coat: "Feng Jin, hold me tight, sister."
"Cough cough... cough cough." Feng Jin was frightened by the sudden change. When he woke up from his sleep, he was choked by the thick smoke and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Sister, I'm afraid, I'm afraid
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In an instant, flames burst into the sky outside the house, blocking all exits. The heat inside the house rose, as if it was squeezing people dry. Staying in the house for one more second would be torture.
"Feng Jin, don't be afraid. Sister is here... Close your eyes. Sister will take you out soon." The situation was urgent. Feng Qingchen had no time to comfort Feng Jin. He took out another piece of clothing and wrapped Xue Lang tightly: "Xue Lang
Wolf, charge outside."
"Ouch...Ouch." The wolf fur on the snow wolf's body stood on end, and the wolf's eyes were like blazing fire. The snow wolf stood in front of Feng Qingchen and hesitated...
"Quickly, open the door and rush out." Feng Qingchen urged again. The snow wolf howled and rushed out with his eyes closed. The exposed wolf fur was scorched the moment it encountered the fire.
Already.
"Aw, ow..." the snow wolf howled loudly, extremely angry, and wanted to tear the person who set the fire into pieces.
It, it hates catching fire the most, its fur!
"It's Xuelang and the girl." Xia Wan and Chun Hui looked overjoyed, and rushed over regardless of the fire. They didn't think at all that if they rushed in, not only would they be unable to help, but they would also have to trouble someone to save them...