Tyrant father's group pet little princess

Chapter 166 Bao'er is going to blow out the fire!

Xia Qiyue remembered when she first entered the door.

Because I heard that the second young master is not liked by the eldest lady, he is not allowed to eat at the table.

She also interceded for the second young master.

However, she was scolded by the eldest lady who praised her in secret.

Why is the eldest lady willing to have dinner with the second young master again?

But the maid just lowered her head and said, "I don't know."

Xia Qiyue didn't want to ask any more questions.

She thought that Mrs. Duan herself was a difficult person to serve, and maybe it was another trick to deliberately torment the second young master.

Xia Qiyue turned around and left, taking Xia Bao'er to the direction of the ancestral hall.

However, the farther she went towards the ancestral hall, the more unpleasant the smell Xia Baoer could smell.

Unbearable was written all over her face.

The lonely moon is like frost, hidden behind the cold clouds.

In the courtyard of the ancestral hall, no lights were lit.

Only in the ancestral hall with the door closed, a few candles can be vaguely seen.

The ground is bright and frosty white, setting off the coldness and darkness.

Just now the servant girl took the initiative to step forward, pushed open the door, and suddenly shouted in surprise: "Second Young Master has passed out!"

Inside the half-open door, there really was Second Young Master Duan lying unconscious.

Xia Qiyue was flustered when she was concerned, so she quickly put on her skirt and ran away.

Xia Baoer felt something was wrong.

Her little milk voice raised: "Sister, come back!"

But Xia Qiyue couldn't be called at all.

Xia Baoer took small steps and chased after him.

The maid suddenly pulled away and walked out the moment Xia Qiyue and Xia Baoer entered the ancestral hall.

Then she quickly closed the door, followed by the sound of the lock being locked.

Yan Hao and Qiao Mama were a step behind, and they didn't even grab the maid's tricky hand.

Mother Qiao was in a hurry, so she slapped the maidservant.

She was so strong that she spat blood from the servant girl's mouth.

"Damn you bastard, you dare to shut down the princess, you really think that this mother is afraid to do anything, don't you?"

Yan Hao suddenly screamed: "Look, mama, someone is going to set fire to the wall!"

Almost at the end of her voice.

The servant of the Duan Mansion standing by the wall, according to Da Furen's request, lit the oiled ancestral hall on fire.

In an instant, the raging fire directly wrapped the ancestral hall like a fire snake.

Yan Hao rushed over, shouting heart-piercingly: "No! Princess!"

Mother Qiao was about to scoop water to put out the fire, but she was pinned to the ground by the servant who rushed out from nowhere.

Just now the maid approached with a sneer: "You two will be buried in the sea of ​​fire with the master."

In the ancestral hall, Xia Qiyue hugged the unconscious Second Young Master Duan, and was startled by the sudden fire.

Xia Baoer stood in front of her, squinting at the tablets of the ancestors of the Duan family in the ancestral hall.

It turned out that the lingering stench was actually hovering here.

Someone must have done evil things here!
Xia Qiyue slammed her body against the window beside her: "Sister, run first!"

However, the window has already been sealed from the outside.

Mrs. Duan actually wanted to burn them all to death here!

Xia Qiyue broke down in tears, feeling unbearably remorseful.

"Bao'er, I killed you!"

With a wave of Xia Baoer's little hand, Xia Qiyue froze, and then fell limply beside Second Young Master Duan.

Her voice is still so soft and cute: "Big sister, you can sleep for a while, Bao'er is going to blow out the fire!"

The villain carved in powder and jade slowly closed his eyes and opened his arms.

The red mole on the center of the eyebrow suddenly released thick spiritual power.

A stream of light invisible to the naked eye enveloped her.

Xia Baoer's little feet left the ground slowly, with her as the center, an invisible stream of water rolled away in an instant.

The dead breath that was still lingering on all the tablets just now clamored to devour their bodies with the flames.

But at this moment, it seemed to be sucked in.

Then, like paper, it was smashed into gray smoke, and something roared and wailed and turned into a wisp of smoke.

(End of this chapter)