When Hua Rumo and Jun Changye returned to their former courtyard, the fire was almost extinguished. At the same time, Jun Changxi was no longer able to stop them from going to the courtyard that had almost completely burned down.

Hua Rumo and Jun Changye speed up their steps at the same time. They don't mind the thick smoke rolling in the room. After smearing some ashes on their faces, they lie on the ground with hot afterheat.

"Xiaoqi, Xiaoqi......" Just after the two lay down, the voice of emperor Changxi's tearing heart and lungs came into their eardrums, and after his voice, there was a voice anxiously calling for...