Fang Jinshu's eyes lit up, and she was confused, only then did she see that although the house had collapsed, there was still a place standing.
According to the location, it is speculated that it should be the place where the clean room is located.
She remembered that the structure there was different from that of a house made of wood, made of glutinous rice pulp and loess.
After Princess Jing'an arrived, she thought that the original clean room was narrow and not easy to use, so she deliberately built this clean room outside the house.
The fire raged so violently that it burned all the wooden beams and pillars, but the walls made of loess had not yet been baked through.
If Princess Jing'an still has a glimmer of life, it must be here.
Master Jingchen also thought of this at the same time, and with a light touch on her toes, she swept towards the clean room.
At this time, the fire in the courtyard had been basically extinguished, and Comet led people to carry water, looking for sporadic flames one by one.
In winter, the weather is dry and dry, and if you are not careful, the slightest flame will cause another fire.
The Pure Clothes Nunnery is in the mountains, and if the fire spreads and burns the mountains and forests, everyone will have no way to escape.
The rest of the people carried out the people who were rescued from the courtyard.
Several old nuns treated their injuries basically, and the more they came out, the more serious they were.
Some were hit by burned wooden beams, and some were burned.
The people who fought the fire were also injured to a greater or lesser extent, with bruises and sprains.
But such a hectic scene is not noisy.
Everyone was busy with the things in their hands, but they were all worried about the whereabouts of Princess Jing'an.
Hua Hao had just been woken up, and after figuring out the situation, he ignored the smashed calf, dragged his body and was about to rush to the room, and was held up by everyone.
She is Princess Jing'an's personal maid, and her master is still in danger, how can she be safe?
Fang Jinshu looked at everything that was happening in front of him, as if he was watching a silent drama.
She waited silently, waiting for the verdict of fate.
Is this scene of rebirth right or wrong?
Will it bring salvation or destruction to others?
The waiting time was extremely long and difficult, and when Jingchen walked out of the clean room with Princess Jing'an in his arms, only a quarter of an hour had actually passed.
Fang Jinshu felt that it seemed like a few spring and autumn periods had passed.
She was stunned, tears of joy dripping down her cheeks.
Before the tears could fall to the ground, they were steamed by the fire and disappeared into midair.
That's great!
She cheered in her heart and greeted her with a smile.
Escorting Princess Jing'an out together, there are also Jingzhen and the nun who went in before, as well as Liangchen and Meijing.
Princess Jing'an was wet, her face was weak and pale, her long hair was scattered, and she was covered with a monk's robe.
Thinking about it, she was so stunned in her sleep that she didn't even know it was on fire.
The good days and beautiful scenery that followed behind were all wearing only bedclothes, covering wet handkerchiefs around their mouths and noses.
Fortunately, this is an anthem, and they will not be seen by the disciples if they are so disheveled.
The clean room is always equipped with clean water, and it should be that these waters have awakened the few people who have been caught in the smoke and saved their lives.
"Granny Princess, I'm glad you're okay."
Fang Jinshu didn't know how embarrassed she was at the moment, crying and laughing.
Princess Jing'an raised her eyes to look at her, suddenly laughed, and nodded at her: "Go back and wash it, look at this is a little flower cat."
Her voice was a little hoarse, but there was no panic or anger at all.
It's not like I've just experienced a fire, but like I'm talking to my juniors.
Seeing her calmly laughing, the tense air in the courtyard was relaxed.
Whether it is a nun or a maid, the stone in my heart fell to the ground at once.
Fang Jinshu's cheeks were stained with the black ash of fireworks, and tears rushed out of two snow-white ditches on it.
Hearing Princess Jing'an say this, she smiled embarrassedly and wiped her face.
This time, it looks more and more like a flower cat.
In fact, Princess Jing'an was in a very bad mood at this time.
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From the moment she woke up, she roughly guessed what was going on, and her heart was sad and angry.
But when she saw Fang Jinshu at this time, she couldn't help but be happy.
There is such a junior who cares about herself, and even the appearance and demeanor that her daughter's family attaches the most importance to, make her look like this little cat, which makes her heart happy and moved.
It's just that she has always been used to restraining her emotions, and at this time, she just smiled and nodded at Fang Jinshu.
Jing brought people in, curts, and said, "Buddha bless, the imperial aunt is safe and sound!"
The niece vacated the room and asked the imperial aunt not to dislike it and rest first. ” Princess Jing'an nodded, looking at her with a little more warmth in her eyes.
Looking around at his courtyard, it has been burned to the ground, and it is obvious that he can't live in it.
"Full moon," she ordered, "You count the number of people, arrange treatment for the injured in time, and report them in time if they are missing." ” The full moon responded, and ordered a few servant women with dexterous legs and feet, and went to count them.
Princess Jing'an turned her head, solemnly saluted Mrs.
Jingchen, and said, "Mrs.
Jingchen's life-saving grace is remembered by this palace.
After returning to Beijing, he will definitely reshape a golden body for the nunnery. ” The Empress Dowager Jingchen took a step back, avoided this salute, and pronounced a Buddha name in her mouth: "Amitabha, my Buddha is merciful."
Princess, you are blessed by the Buddha, and you have your own good fortune, and the poor nuns dare not take credit. ” Jing put the fox fur in his hand on Princess Jing'an, and persuaded softly: "Aunt Huang, the night is cold, you have to take care of your body and settle down early."
If you have anything to say, I'll talk about it tomorrow. ” Looking at this mess, Princess Jing'an nodded and walked away.
Before leaving, he instructed the uninjured servant woman to stay and clean up the fire.
There is still a lot of aftermath to deal with next, and she knows that if she is here, Master Jingchen will not be able to let go of her hands and feet.
What's more, in order to avoid the fire, she jumped into the vat where the clear water was placed.
At this time, the wind blew, and the water-soaked underwear stuck to the body, bringing a chill.
She's old, and it's not the time to be reckless.
In order for the people in this man'an to not be angry with Emperor Qinglong, she can't get sick.
Seeing everyone leave with Princess Jing'an in their arms, Fang Jinshu breathed a sigh of relief. pulled Fang Fei together, followed Comet Yin, and tried his best to clean up.
Jingchen saw her in her busy schedule, called her over, and asked, "Shuyin, how did you find out that there was a thief?"
"I was too busy to take care of it before, but now I think that if she hadn't found out about the thief, this fire might have been even more uncontrollable.
Fang Jinshu replied: "I went back from Her Royal Highness the Princess, and I couldn't sleep because I was a little homesick, and when I heard a noise, I came over to take a look. ” "What a rashness!"
Jingchen said angrily: "Knowing that the other party is a thief, you should stay away."
If you have a case, how can I explain it to your parents?
” "The teacher has taught me a lesson, and I won't dare to write in the future!"
Fang Jinshu said sincerely.
Tonight's events, she was really scared when she thought about it.
I really shouldn't have stayed there, and I was almost killed.
But in fact, she can't be blamed for this.