First-rank palace maid Su Jixiang

Chapter 123 Fire at Night

At night, Su Jixiang was awakened by the noise outside.

She opened her sleepy eyes and saw a faint flickering fire outside the window, illuminating most of the yard.

Su Jixiang was startled and was about to get up from the ground, but was stopped by Wei Ling who was sleeping on the outer bed.

He didn't even have the slightest intention of getting up. He stretched out his long arms and grabbed the anxious Su Jixiang.

With long black hair and white clothes as white as snow, Wei Ling half-raised his body and looked at Su Jixiang with a smile, "Where are you going, Madam?" His eyebrows looked very three-dimensional and handsome in the semi-dark light. His movement inadvertently made the collar of his white undershirt slightly open, revealing a strong chest.

Su Jixiang's heart moved slightly when he saw this, and he quickly looked away.

Male beauty is also very tempting! Su Jixiang's face turned slightly red, but fortunately the light was dim, so Wei Ling should not be able to see the change in her face.

"Where else can we go? There's a fire!" Su Jixiang cleared his throat and pointed outside, saying, "There's a fire!"

"Don't worry, arrangements have been made. Just take a rest. If anything happens, the secret guards will come to report." Wei Ling was not panicked at all. He smiled at Su Jixiang and said.

Seeing him so relaxed and lazy, Su Jixiang came to his senses and said, "You have already arranged people outside, so the fire must be targeting the people in the wing room."

Wei Ling nodded without comment, "Don't worry." He patted Su Jixiang's shoulder, "Just go to sleep."

Even though I said that, there's a fire outside...

Su Jixiang couldn't fall asleep no matter what...

"They are probably putting out the fire." Su Jixiang listened carefully and heard someone running outside with heavy footsteps.

"Wei Zhong is with them. Don't worry, they won't need you." Wei Ling said.

"Water and fire are merciless. We should go and take a look." Su Jixiang thought about it, but she was still a little worried.

Just as Su Jixiang finished speaking, a deep male voice sounded outside, "General, I have something to ask you."

Wei Ling turned over and sat up, lowering the curtain to block Su Jixiang.

"Come in." Wei Ling said in a low voice.

As soon as the door opened, there was a sudden sound of breaking air. Su Jixiang was startled. She was blocked by the curtains and could not see what was happening outside, but why did this whistling sound of breaking air sound so much like a bow and arrow?

After a muffled groan, there was a sound of an object falling to the ground, followed by the clinking sound of swords clashing.

Su Jixiang was so anxious that she didn't care about anything else and directly pulled open the curtain that was blocking her.

But in the dim light, Wei Ling was standing beside the bed holding a bow in one hand, and the door was wide open. The cold wind blew into the room with light snow, instantly taking away the warmth in the room.

He stood there with a bleak and solemn look on his face, completely different from who he was just now.

Four men in black were fighting outside the door, and the sound of swords came from the clash of their swords.

At the door, a man in black was shot with an arrow. He was lying motionless and looked dead. Half of his body was inside the room and the other half was hanging outside. He must have been shot when he was about to break in.

Seeing Su Jixiang sticking his head out, Wei Ling lowered his eyes and said, "I've already said it, it's okay." He smiled at Su Jixiang, and the murderous intent in his body suddenly disappeared, and then he began to cough violently.

Su Jixiang quickly picked up the mink cloak that was draped over the bed and covered him with it.

This person can't stand the cold now!

She took care of him for several days before he got better. Now that the cold wind blew, she was really afraid that things would return to the time before liberation.

His shoulders felt warm, and the sable coat blocked the cold wind blowing in from outside, making Wei Ling feel a little warm.

Then a heater was stuffed into his hand.

This is what Su Jixiang stuffed into his quilt to use as a warm pack when he slept.

She was also afraid of the cold. In the morning, the stove in the house would lose heat because no one added fresh charcoal to it, and the house would become much colder. However, the stove was covered with a quilt, so the heat could be maintained until she got up in the morning. So Su Jixiang would always put a stove in her quilt at night.

Wei Ling lowered his eyes and looked at himself, holding the heater in one hand and the longbow in the other, and couldn't help laughing.

He threw away the longbow, held the heater that Su Jixiang had stuffed into his hands, and retreated into his sable cloak. With the heater in his hands, he felt even warmer. He couldn't help but look at Su Jixiang again, with warmth flowing in his eyes, and the murderous look in his eyes just now disappeared.

Soon, the winner outside was decided.

Two men in black were subdued, and one of the other two bowed to Wei Ling and said, "Sir, the assassin has been captured."

"Just three people are going to assassinate me? Do you look down on me?" Wei Ling snorted lightly.

Su Jixiang...is he so arrogant and cocky?

Wei Zhong hurried over and said, "General, the assassins who came to kill the child have been captured. There were five of them in total. The fire was also put out. Only a few flower pots and a window were burned."

Wei Ling nodded, then looked at Su Jixiang, "Madam, please take a rest. I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep tonight."

Su Jixiang knew that he was going to interrogate those people, so he nodded.

Wei Ling nodded to Wei Zhong and the secret guards outside the door and said, "Let's go to the front yard. Don't disturb the Madam's rest."

Soon, the room returned to its original calm, the door was closed again, the man in black who was shot by an arrow and fell at the door was dragged away, and the bloodstains on the ground were quickly wiped away by Wei Zhong.

Su Jixiang let out a light breath and huddled back into the quilt.

She thought she would not be able to sleep, after all, there was an assassin in the house and a fire broke out. However, as soon as her head hit the pillow, she fell into a deep sleep.

The next morning, Su Jixiang was awakened by the cold. Without the heater and the charcoal fire in the brazier in the room had burned out, the temperature in the room dropped sharply.

Su Jixiang quickly got up, put on his clothes, added more charcoal into the brazier, and then looked over and found that Wei Ling had not returned all night.

She tidied herself up and went to the front yard, but saw no one. Wei Zhong was not at home either, and Ye Shizhi in the back room had also been taken away. The whole house was so quiet as if nothing had happened.

Wei Dong, who was cleaning the yard, saw Su Jixiang standing in the yard in a daze, and came over to greet him.

"Have you met General Wei Zhonghe?" Su Jixiang asked.

Such a big thing happened yesterday, but Wei Dong actually had an expression of being used to it and was not surprised at all. This made Su Jixiang feel a little strange.