The Red Mansion's Traversal Raiders

In Jia She's eyes, Xi Ren's ignorance of flattery certainly made him displeased, but Xi Ren's indifferent demeanor was different from other concubines, which made Jia She have a different interest.

Seeing Jia Amnesty's obscene appearance, Xiren felt nauseous and hurried away.

"Baoyu is a young boy who just understands human affairs, so how can he be as sympathetic as the master?" Jia She stroked his beard and looked at Xiren up and down, his eyes were full of obscene hooks, and he wished to hook them off at once. She is covered in clothes.

"Don't worry about it, my lord." Xiren gripped the candlestick tightly, if he had to, he could only do this...

Seeing that Xiren couldn't escape his grasp, Jia She simply put on a suave and unrestrained appearance, and resorted to some intimidating means, trying to make Xiren throw himself into his arms.

Xiren's heart moved, and he looked hesitant, trying to delay the time.If it can last until Madam Wang brings someone to catch the adulterer, it is not in vain for the attacker to endure his disgust and make false claims with such an old whore.

However, Xiren soon realized that her thinking was too simple.How could Mrs. Wang allow Xiren to escape so easily?

Jia Amnesty just woke up, wearing only his middle coat and a gown over it.He immediately sat down at the table with a golden knife, and took a fan with a little spare time to show off.But after a while, Jia She threw away the gown irritably, loosened the neckline, and fanned it vigorously.

Jia Amnesty drank several cups of cold tea in succession, but instead of quenching his thirst, there were beads of sweat on his brow.

Xi Ren's heart skipped a beat. Just now, when Jia She hadn't woken up, she burst into a fit of anger. Instead of calmly solving the problem, she vented restlessly.If Jia She hadn't appeared, she was on guard and forced herself to calm down, then she might follow in Jia She's footsteps...

Jia She is a veteran of Fengyue, he was just careless at first, so he didn't notice it, but the reaction of lust | fire is so familiar, how can he not recognize it.Jia She looked around the room and landed on the incense burner by the window.

Jia Amnesty lifted the stove lid, pinched a handful of incense embers, and smelled it, "It's Bu'erjiao, but Mrs. Wang is quite knowledgeable."

Speaking of this, Jia Amnesty couldn't help laughing.Wang Shi and his good brother Jia Zheng really are a natural match, they look like a sanctimonious saint on the surface, but in fact they are full of male thieves and female prostitutes.

"The second wife has worked so hard, it's up to you..." Xiren carefully opened the distance again. Originally, Jia She was interested in having fun and didn't plan to persecute, but this time, Jia She might not have the aphrodisiac. That's a lot of patience.

"Jiao'er is not cheap, how can I waste my brother and sister's good intentions." Jia She flicked the incense sticks and looked at Xi Ren.

"You..." Before Xiren finished speaking, he suddenly heard a clear sound of splashing water from outside the door.

If Mrs. Wang brought someone, she would just open the door to get someone. The sound of splashing water was probably made by the servant girls in the front yard.Xi Ren's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly ran to the outer room, ready to yell for someone to open the door.

Jia Amnesty was caught off guard, and the attacker escaped. He quickly turned around the screen, but saw the attacker standing in front of the door, his eyes startled.

"Why don't you shout anymore? Could it be that you are reluctant to part with your master?" Jia She slowed down and said proudly.

"Didn't you smell it?" Xiren calmed down, stretched out his hand, and stroked lightly between the cracks of the door. There was a trace of oil on his fingertips. "It wasn't water splashed outside, but diesel oil."

Leaving the inner room, the sweet scent that had been lingering in his nose faded away, and Jia Amnesty also smelled the smell of diesel oil coming from outside the house.

The easy-going smile on Jia She's face finally faded away. With a pale face, he slammed on the door vigorously, "Who is outside? I'm Jia She, the great master of Rongguo Mansion, a dignified first-class general. How dare you murder him?"

Only a young man's chuckle came from outside the door, and then the fire scythe was fired, and sparks flew everywhere.

Xiren waited with bated breath, but there was no response.The sound of the door being hit by a small stone was clearly audible, and then the flames sprang up, and the pungent smell of burning wood and window paper spread silently.

Jia She was horrified, seeing that the people outside were not intimidated, he hurriedly coaxed in a low voice, "Little brother, if you can put out the fire, I will pay you five times, no, ten times the reward your master gave you, how come?" Sample?"

No one answered outside, and Jia Amnesty repeatedly promised many beauties to go out, but there was no response from outside the door.

Originally, Jia Amnesty suppressed his fear and anger, negotiating with the man outside the door.Now the other party is not intimidated at all, it seems that Jia She is going to burn him alive in this room, Jia She can't help being extremely angry, and yells.

The fire was getting stronger and stronger, and black smoke also came in through the crack of the door.Even through a door, Xiren could clearly feel the heat of being scorched.However, Xiren only felt that he had fallen into the ice cave, his whole body was icy cold, and his palms were covered with cold sweat.

Never for a moment did Xiren feel that the threat of death was so close at hand!

Xiren's brain seemed to be split in two, one half flinched and shivered under the shadow of death, while the other half was calmly and frantically analyzing the possibility of escape.

Jia She was swearing and walking around in the house, picking up a stool and incense burner and smashing the door from time to time, only hoping that some old door and window would be smashed by him to save a life.His eyes swept over Xiren, his eyes were dark and fierce, "If it weren't for you, a bitch, I wouldn't be dragged down..."

"How can I, a little maid, be worthy of such a big battle? If you hadn't occupied the title of Rongguo Mansion and blocked the way of others, how could Mrs. Wang be so cruel?" Xiren sneered, "Now it seems that I am It’s the fish in the pond that got hurt.”

"Wang's..." Jia Amnesty gritted his teeth and said bitterly after being stabbed in the heart.

Although in Jia She's mind, the culprit was definitely Mrs. Wang, but Xiren was also on his list of reckoning afterwards.

Seeing Jia Amnesty's malice, the attackers all went towards Mrs. Wang, and felt a little relieved.

This move is not all groundless.Although Xiren still had doubts about whether Mrs. Wang was the one who set the fire and killed the murderer, the fact that he lit aphrodisiacs in the room where Jia She was taking a nap and framed him to rape the maidservant was true.

Once Jia Amnesty and Wang's fight, they have no time to attend to each other, and it is convenient for the attackers to free up time to make other plans.

However, all of this must be based on the premise of successfully getting out of the flames.

With oil to support the combustion, the fire gradually rose, and black smoke also quietly spread in through the crack of the door.Xiren didn't jump up and curse like Jia She, but methodically soaked the veil to cover his mouth and nose, took down the curtain, and soaked everything.

When Xiren picked up the wet tent again, there was no water left in the basin.

On the other side, Jia Amnesty was still pounding on the doors and windows without giving up. He was the closest to the smoke and dust, but he yelled again, sucking how much black smoke into his lungs.Jia Amnesty coughed again and again, his eyes were sore and dizzy for a while, "Water, give me water..."

Jia Amnesty threw away the censer and staggered towards Xiren.As a result, before reaching the attacker, he fell down.

I saw Jia Amnesty lying on the ground with a black face, motionless.Xiren waited for a while, and seeing that the other party was still silent, he stepped forward cautiously to test Jia Amnesty's pulse and breath.

Just in a coma, life is safe.

Xiren breathed a sigh of relief, no matter who set the fire, but if Xiren brought it out in the end, and the honorable elder of Rongguo Mansion died instead, then Xiren would definitely not escape the fate of being angered.

Jia Amnesty was obviously hollowed out by the wine, and now he just fainted, which saved him the trouble of attacking people.

The attackers dragged Jia She to an open place in front of the window, and covered Jia She with the soaked tent.Now that Jia Amnesty is her life-saving talisman, Xiren certainly can't let him fend for himself.

She smeared black ash on her face and clothes, and messed up her hair.

Xiren looked in the mirror, her face was patchy with black and gray, her temple hair was disheveled, her eyes were flustered, and she looked a little bit embarrassed to save people in a fire scene, so she stopped with satisfaction.Then Xiren covered his mouth and nose with a wet kerchief, squatted down beside Jia Amnesty, and waited quietly.

The guest room in Ningguo Mansion was on fire. This is definitely not something Mrs. Wang can hide.

Jia Zhen's birthday banquet in the front yard was still open, so the fire fighting must not be carried out quietly.

When fighting the fire, once someone finds out that the elder of the Rongguo Mansion is locked in the burning room, even if Mrs. Wang feels that she has not shown any clues, she will be worried that Mother Jia will find out.

When dealing with a little maid, Mrs. Wang was barely sure that Jia's mother would turn a blind eye.But once it involves the murder of the eldest son of the public house, even if Jia's mother is usually indifferent and dissatisfied with Jia Amnesty, she will never tolerate and compromise.

Whether Mrs. Wang sent someone to guard outside, the attacker is not clear.But if something happened to the bureau here, Mrs. Wang would definitely be the first to send someone to investigate and deal with the funeral.

As long as Mrs. Wang still has scruples about Jia's mother, she will naturally unlock the lock in advance, erase the traces, and remove the suspicion.

The time to go out is neither too early nor too late.If it's too early, there are too few people, and it's not easy to take advantage of the chaos to pretend to be a rescuer, so Jia Amnesty's card will be useless; if it's too late, the fire will grow bigger, and if she doesn't have time to go out, she will be done for.

Xiren clenched his palms tightly, suppressing the restless yelling all over his body, and listened intently.

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