Transmigrating into a female supporting role in a book

Suddenly there was a roar in the distant sky, like thunder, but soon I noticed the light outside the window.

It turned out that the fireworks show by the river had begun, and those fighting over there could take a break.

I really don't want to be forced to change the scene because of some commotion. Although as a modern person who has seen laser fireworks, this kind of ancient fireworks seems very childish to me, but the golden sparks that suddenly burst out in the silent night sky and the choking smell of gunpowder wafting from afar both have a simple beauty.

As expected, the atmosphere is also very important.

Su Mei asked in a puzzled voice, "Huh? It started so early? They haven't arrived yet."

"Is the performance moved forward?" I knew she wanted to wait until Xu Changan and Situ Jue arrived so that it would feel like a four-person date and would also be convenient for Xu Changan and Situ Jue to build relationships, but I didn't know what changes had happened outside.

Su Mei was about to explain to me when the door of our box was suddenly knocked open by someone from outside.

A man fell on his back on the broken wooden board, groaned in pain, spit out blood, and lost consciousness.

The maidservant next to her was so scared that she screamed and hid beside her master.

Su Mei and I both reacted very calmly. She was calm because she had lived a lifetime and seen a lot. I was calm because modern people are accustomed to the stimulation of visual images. It was not until the strong smell of alcohol and blood rushed into my nose that I began to feel a little scared and could not help but lean towards Su Mei.

"Sister Mei, this..." Should we retreat?

Two men dressed as servants rushed over, supported the man who had fallen to the ground, and wailed, "Master! Master, how are you? Master!"

"You beat my son to death! Don't even think about getting away with it!"

"Which eye of yours saw me hitting him? He was obviously weak, I just pushed him lightly. Mr. Chen, right? Since he misses Fang'er so much, let Fang'er take care of him." The person who spoke was wearing half a black iron mask. After he finished speaking, he brought the woman who was originally cowering in his arms directly to the person who fell to the ground.

The woman was already wearing thin clothes in the first month of the lunar year. No one knew whether she was cold or scared, but she was pushed and fell onto a man who was vomiting blood and unconscious. She was shaking like a sieve but quickly crawled back to the feet of the masked man.

"Please spare my life, sir. Don't let me go over to serve them. They will definitely vent their anger on me..." she pleaded in a crying voice.

I wasn't in any mood to watch this live version of the show; I just felt the smell of fireworks was getting stronger and stronger.

Although this location is closer to the fireworks show, they were only set off once just now and there were no more fireworks afterwards. Why is the smell of smoke getting stronger after being around for so long?

Su Mei directed the maid to negotiate with the group of people at the door, asking them to go somewhere else to make trouble and not disturb others here. When I saw the flames and black smoke coming out from the window, I was completely panicked.

"Sister Mei!" Before she could tell Su Mei, someone outside had already shouted, "There's a fire! There's a fire! Come and help!"

The noise was much louder than the fight next door. The teahouse had three floors with 20 to 30 private rooms. All the guests were fleeing in a hurry. There was only one staircase. From smelling the smoke to seeing the fire, to being choked by the smoke, the whole process was incredibly fast.

The people Su Mei had sent out before were probably not coming back. She only had one maid by her side, so she had to take care of her master. I came here alone, so I just need to take care of myself. Su Mei was clearly holding my hand when we walked outside, but we were soon separated by the people behind us.

The wooden staircase in front collapsed. Some people were screaming, some were crying, the fire and smoke blocked our vision, and some people jumped directly from the third-floor window. I was almost pushed forward, and my shoes were stepped on and fell off. I couldn't see what was happening in front, but the back was already burning red.

The fire protection facilities of this teahouse are not up to standard. This was the only thought in my mind at the time. The thick smoke choked me so much that my tears and nose were running and I kept coughing.

Then, the whole person began to fall, and the terrified expression on the face of the person next to me seemed to appear in slow motion in my eyes.

The entire teahouse was made of wood. It was burned and baked by the fire, and with so many people constantly stepping on it, it's not surprising that it collapsed so easily.

I didn't expect that I would die here, and I don't know if I can return to my original world after I die...

Suddenly, my falling speed stopped. When I was wondering if time and space had stopped, I felt some pain in my wrist. Then I found that someone had grabbed my wrist and was hanging in mid-air.

The next moment, I was lifted up by someone. He grabbed the wooden beam to stabilize his body like a monkey. After lifting me up, he yelled at me, "Hold on to me!" I suddenly woke up from a dream and quickly used my hands and feet to wrap around him.

I even suspected that all this was an illusion before death, so I closed my eyes and left everything to fate.

After a gust of wind, the feeling of weightlessness in the body disappeared, the temperature around me dropped a lot, and the light became dimmer.

After my feet touched solid ground, the man kept slapping me on the back. I cried out in pain, let go of my hands and jumped off him.

"what are you doing?"

The other party did not explain, but directly tore off my outer robe and forced me to take it off. Just when I was about to get angry, I saw the clothes he threw on the ground were still emitting sparks. Because the outer robe was thick, after it caught fire, it didn't have time to burn me, but he saw the sparks first, and then he started to slap it. He took off my clothes directly because he found that slapping couldn't put out the flames.

But when I saw clearly the black iron mask on the other person's face, I swallowed the thanks that was on the tip of my tongue.

I took two steps back to distance myself from him, and then looked around. The tall blue-gray wall not far away should be the outer wall of the palace. This place is already a long way from the Lantern Festival. He carried a living person like me, and ran so far in the blink of an eye. His kung fu is really good.

The chill of the night made me shiver uncontrollably and I hugged my arms subconsciously.

He untied his robe, put it on my shoulders, and wrapped me tightly without saying anything. Then he whispered, "Where is your home? I'll have someone take you back later."

I took another look at my outer robe on the ground. It had been burned with big holes and small holes. It was impossible to put it back on. Besides, his robe was indeed warm. I struggled for a short while before compromising.

"Please send me back to the Zhenbei Palace." I pretended not to know who he was, but if I introduced myself, he would probably be hesitant.

What's more, he didn't seem to have any other thoughts about me. He just saved me. I tried not to recall the scenes I saw before the fire and just assumed that he was a good person.