"What are you doing here, my lord?"
Soon, someone noticed him.
Not to mention Feng Linyuan's extraordinary aura, just his attire was enough for the servants in the mansion to recognize at once that he must be an honored guest today, even if they didn't know his exact identity.
"Oh, my lord, it's extremely dangerous here. Please go back quickly!"
Right now, the place was ablaze with flames. One careless move could cost someone their life. They had already committed the great sin of failing to safeguard the congratulatory gifts properly. If they were to add the life of an honored guest to that... By then, not even the Heavenly King himself could save them!
Thinking this way, several servants immediately put down the buckets in their hands and stepped forward to pull Feng Linyuan, trying to drag him away.
Feng Linyuan remained unmoved. He only opened his eyes, his voice hoarse as if coming from hell.
"Is there anyone inside?"
"Anyone? Who?" The several servants looked at each other, none of them knowing anything about this.
Hearing this, he knew they were completely in the dark about this matter.
Feng Linyuan's eyes were scarlet, reflecting the raging flames. Suddenly, he quickened his steps, snatched the bucket from a servant who had just walked in, and poured the whole bucket of water over himself with a splash.
"My lord, what are you doing?" The servants were stunned. Just as they opened their mouths to ask something, they saw the man gather his wet outer robe. Before they could react, he had already rushed into the burning building without hesitation.
"My... my lord..."
The air suddenly froze. Everyone stared with wide eyes, unbelievably watching Feng Linyuan's back disappear into the sea of fire.
After a long while, the steward who had been crying the loudest earlier was the first to react. He immediately raised his voice and shouted hoarsely.
"My lord, this is just a storeroom! There's no one inside!"
"My lord, it's dangerous inside!"
"Come out quickly! The house is about to collapse!"
The others joined in the shouting, but none of them dared to rush in.
But at this moment, Feng Linyuan couldn't hear the voices outside at all.
He rushed into the burning building. His ears were filled with the crackling sound of the burning wood. The thick smoke in the room stung his eyes, and a dark cloud of it billowed towards him. It was extremely choking.
"Zheng..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, he inhaled a mouthful of soot and coughed for a long time. He couldn't even shout anymore.
So far, he wasn't 100% sure if Bai Zheng was in this burning house.
But he couldn't care less.
He only knew that his wife was trapped somewhere, waiting for him to save her.
Saving someone was always a matter of extreme urgency. Maybe just a moment of hesitation on his part would make him lose Bai Zheng forever.
He couldn't afford to take that risk, and he didn't dare to!
With the help of the sesame oil, the fire was burning more and more fiercely. The tongues of fire shot out more than a zhang, and anything they touched would catch fire.
Even though Feng Linyuan was highly skilled, he still had great difficulty moving forward in this burning building.
If even he was in such a situation, what would happen to Bai Zheng if she was trapped inside?
Thinking of this, he became even more anxious. He rushed towards the rickety inner room regardless.
In such a short time, the fire had almost dried the sleeves of his robe that he had just wet. Just as his sleeve accidentally brushed over a tongue of fire, it caught fire.
He quickly rolled on the ground to put out the sparks on his sleeve. But when he got up, his foot suddenly kicked a copper pot. The copper pot rolled with a rumbling sound and soon stopped.
Feng Linyuan frowned.
If he heard correctly, when the copper pot stopped, it made a dull sound, not the metallic clanging sound it should make when hitting a wall or a box.
Could it be...
He quickly squatted down and groped forward, bypassing the tongues of fire.
Sure enough, there was an obvious area in front that wasn't on fire. And on the ground, under the light of the fire, there was a very distinct shape - a human shape.
It was a figure that he had engraved deeply in his heart and would never forget - it was Bai Zheng!
"Zheng'er!" He exclaimed in surprise and picked up Bai Zheng, who was wrapped in asbestos cloth.
He peeled off the asbestos cloth and saw that familiar face. Feng Linyuan's lips trembled.
But when he looked more closely, he stopped.
The person in his arms had her eyes tightly closed and showed no reaction to his appearance. Her whole body was limp, as if she had no strength at all. It was hard to tell if she was unconscious or dead.
Feng Linyuan's heart sank suddenly.
However, he didn't have time to worry about these things now. The most important thing he should do now was to take Bai Zheng out of the burning building immediately!
Thinking of this, he forced himself to stay calm and tightly protected Bai Zheng in his arms.
Just as he was about to leave, he heard a "bang" sound. A crossbeam from the roof fell and blocked the only way out...
"Oh my god! The house has collapsed!"
The people outside couldn't help but scream when they saw this scene.
"What should we do? It's over, it's over... It's completely over now..." The steward slumped to the ground and murmured dejectedly.
More and more people came after hearing the news and started to join the firefighting team.
Unfortunately, the fire was so fierce that the water they splashed only turned into smoke. The whole row of houses seemed to have turned into a fiery dragon, dancing wildly. The tongues of fire that were more than a zhang long licked the eaves of the nearby houses, and they caught fire one after another. All the neighboring houses were engulfed in the sea of fire.
When Chief Steward Zhou of the Third Prince's Mansion was called from the front hall, he saw the roof tiles exploding violently, and the tiles were flying everywhere like a hailstorm.
Even he, who was used to seeing big scenes by Feng Jingxuan's side, couldn't help turning pale.
"What's going on? Why aren't you putting out the fire quickly!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a wail behind him.
"Your Highness the Third Prince!"
Hearing this voice, Chief Steward Zhou's heart skipped a beat. He turned around and saw a servant with blood still flowing from his head, staggering towards the burning room.
He quickly stepped forward and grabbed the man. He immediately recognized him as Ci Hui, the attendant beside Feng Jingxuan. He then scolded sharply, "What are you doing! Are you rushing to your death?"
"Quick, go and save someone in the fireworks room. His Highness is still inside!" Ci Hui shouted when he saw that the person who had grabbed him was Chief Steward Zhou of the mansion.
At this moment, he was obviously suffering from excessive blood loss. He was very weak. His voice was soft, his lips were pale, but his eyes showed obvious eagerness and panic.
Hearing this, Chief Steward Zhou was shocked. He looked back at the uncontrollable fire and couldn't stop trembling all over.
"Your Highness, he... How could he be in the fireworks room? Weren't all the fireworks, all of them, moved out?"
Earlier, when Feng Jingxuan had arranged for him to go to the front hall to deal with Feng Linche and the others, he had only said that he had something to do, but he hadn't told him what it was specifically. Chief Steward Zhou also didn't know much about the existence of the secret room in the fireworks room.
But now, seeing Ci Hui's appearance, Chief Steward Zhou felt a fear he had never felt before.
He knew that at this time, no one would dare to joke about Feng Jingxuan's life.