12dz Chapter 407 Rushing into the Sea of Fire
Chapter 407 Rushing into the Sea of Fire
Everyone was choked by the thick smoke and coughed, tears streaming down their cheeks, unable to open their eyes. The maid was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, her face was pale, and she was a little anxious and scared, "What should we do? Madam is still in there, and there is a little boy in her belly! Can you think of a solution? Think of a solution quickly?" Her voice was filled with tears, and the trembling tone was full of helplessness and despair, as if the whole world was collapsing at this moment.
"Get out of the way, everyone, get out of the way, the water is coming, don't gather here." Several guards shouted loudly, some of them holding buckets tightly in their hands, and some holding basins, rushing over and pouring water into the house. The water formed arcs in the air, but it seemed so insignificant in front of the fierce fire.
The fire became more and more fierce, the raging fire was like a ferocious beast, the heat wave after wave came crazily, the scorching breath seemed to devour everything mercilessly. The guards' faces were covered with sweat, and the sweat mixed with the ash left black marks on their faces. Their eyes were red from the smoke, and the pain was unbearable, but they still endured it, without stopping the movement of their hands, and kept repeating the action of splashing water, even though their arms were extremely sore.
Other people in the mansion also rushed to help. Some tried to cover their mouths and noses with wet cloths and approached the house with difficulty, trying to find a chance to save people. Some shouted anxiously in the distance, their voices becoming hoarse from excessive tension and fear. They prayed non-stop, hoping that the lady and the unborn baby would be safe.
"Madam, you must hold on!" The maid's crying voice sounded particularly shrill in the noisy chaos, as if it wanted to tear apart the suffocating atmosphere.
At this time, the fire still showed no signs of abating, but became more and more rampant, as if it wanted to be an enemy of the world. Thick smoke continued to surge out of the window, like a black beast, baring its fangs and claws, wanting to devour everything around it.
Seeing this, the guard was extremely anxious and did not dare to delay for a moment. He rode at full speed to inform Su Jinqi.
The house was still ablaze, the blazing flames leaping wildly, as if mocking people's incompetence. Thick smoke filled the entire space, making it almost impossible to see the scene inside the house. The maids were stamping their feet anxiously, their faces full of panic and fear, and at this moment, Su Jinqi rushed back on horseback.
"What happened? Where's your wife? Why did the fire break out? Have you found out clearly?" Su Jinqi's face was pale and his voice trembled due to extreme nervousness. He widened his eyes and questioned everyone eagerly, his eyes full of anxiety and uneasiness.
"General, the lady is still inside, please save her!" The maid's voice trembled with deep fear and anxiety.
"What? Then why don't you go in and save the lady?" Su Jinqi's eyes widened and he roared like thunder. As he spoke, he quickly snatched a bucket of water from the guard's hand and poured it on himself without hesitation. He also quickly wet a handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, and rushed into the sea of fire without hesitation.
Time seemed to freeze, and every second seemed extremely long, like an infinitely prolonged nightmare. The people outside were waiting anxiously, their hearts in their throats, their eyes fixed on the door engulfed by flames, their hands unconsciously clenched, their palms full of sweat.
Finally, after a suffocating wait, Su Jinqi appeared at the door. He rushed out holding Meng Zhiyuan, his steps staggering but firm.
Everyone rushed over. Meng Zhiyuan was pale as paper and unconscious. Most of her delicate body had been burned. Her clothes were tattered and the wounds were shocking. But fortunately, her nostrils were still twitching slightly and she was still breathing.
"Hurry, go find a doctor! No, go find the old general and ask him to go to the palace to invite the imperial physician. Hurry! Hurry!" Su Jinqi shouted at the top of her lungs. The voice was filled with endless panic and urgency, as if to shatter the air around them.
Then, he hugged Meng Zhiyuan tightly and ran towards the courtyard where Su Wanrong used to live. Along the way, his heart was beating like a drum, his breathing was rapid, and he was concerned about the safety of the woman in his arms.
He looked at Meng Zhiyuan, who was covered in wounds and unconscious, in his arms, and regretted deeply. The emotion of self-blame overwhelmed him like a tide. It was all his fault. Why did he tell her so rashly about Li Shang's marriage? Why couldn't he consider her feelings more? Why did he let her suffer such a disaster?
After carefully placing Meng Zhiyuan on the bed, Su Jinqi could no longer hold back her tears, which fell like a flood. "Yuan'er, my Yuan'er, can you wake up? As long as you are fine, I am willing to let you go and give you freedom. Please wake up! It's my fault, it's all my fault. As long as you can wake up, I will do anything for you!" His voice was choked with sobs, and his words were full of pleading and repentance. His grief-stricken look was heartbreaking.
The fierce fire was finally extinguished by the concerted efforts of everyone. This thrilling and terrifying disaster left behind a shocking mess. The charred ruins were filled with wisps of smoke, and the ground was covered with water and ashes.
Everyone's faces were filled with fatigue. The traces of black and gray could not hide their relief at surviving the disaster, but they were more worried about Meng Zhiyuan's safety.
However, everyone's mood was still as heavy as if a huge stone was pressing down on them. It was still unknown whether the lady and the unborn child in her belly would be safe. Everyone had a huge stone hanging in their hearts, feeling uneasy and afraid of hearing bad news.
The whole mansion was shrouded in tension and worry, and the air seemed to freeze. Everyone held their breath, not daring to speak loudly, but just praying silently, waiting for the judgment of fate.
After hearing the sad news, General Su did not dare to delay for a moment. He rode at full speed and anxiously went to invite the imperial physician.
Along the way, his heart was in his throat and he kept urging the horse to run faster.
However, after the imperial physician carefully examined him, he shook his head heavily. His helpless expression was like a bolt from the blue, which stunned everyone present. The imperial physician asked them to prepare for the funeral. These few words were like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart hard, making it hard for people to bear.
Su Jinqi was unwilling to give up, her eyes were bloodshot, she tightly grasped Meng Zhiyuan's lifeless hand, her voice trembling but firm: "Yuan'er, wait for me, you must wait for me, someone will be able to save you, you must wait for me. I will not let you leave like this, never!"
After saying this, he seemed to have suddenly gained a powerful force, and quickly stood up, ready to rush out to find hope. However, he was stopped by General Su, whose face was filled with grief and whose voice was heavy: "Jinqi, give up! The imperial doctors are powerless, this may be fate!"
After hearing this, Su Jinqi lost control of her emotions and shouted, "No~ My child hasn't been born yet! Yuan'er is going to give birth to a child for me! Father, please let me go find Su Qing, I'll go and beg her, she will definitely find a way, she will definitely cure Yuan'er. Father, you can't stop me, I can't lose Yuan'er and the child!"