The sky was dry and everything was dry, the Marquis Mansion was flooded, and the scorching flames almost swallowed up everything.
My adopted sister Ji Lanxin and I were trapped in the depths of the sea of fire, desperately calling for help.
However, my Marquis husband, Lu Jinzhao, rushed to Ji Lanxin without thinking at the critical moment and held her tightly in his arms.
He rushed out of the fire scene with her anxiously without looking back.
He didn't even look back at me, leaving me surrounded by flames and smoke, almost suffocating.
It wasn't until the tongues of fire licked my skirt that I thought I was certain to die. Only then was the belated palace official snatching me away from the hands of death and dragging me out of the hospital in embarrassment.
The next day, I handed the He Li Shu to Lu Jinzhao with my scars all over my body.
He had a sullen face, his eyes full of disdain and blame: "Lan Xin is timid and afraid of fire, so I protected her first, and you even care about this? As the mistress of the Hou Mansion, how can you be so petty!"
He thought I was just angry, but he didn't know that the fire last night burned away all the love and expectations I had for him.
I met his self-righteous gaze and said calmly: "Master Marquis, please give me a break!"
