strictlysupreme Chapter 116: Just a Little Trick
Chapter 116: Just a Little Trick
Madam Song was only wearing a cloak, with her hair dishevelled, not as elegant as before: "It's all because of that damn evildoer. God must have punished her, but we have suffered an undeserved disaster for nothing."
Song Muxue was the most miserable among all the people. Other people's houses were not hit directly by the heavenly fire, but hers was hit directly. She didn't even have time to put on a cloak.
Part of her inner garment was burned by the fire, leaving her completely naked. She had no choice but to put on her maid's dress.
The arm that was burned by the fire was burning with pain.
She had just spent a large sum of money on scar removal cream to barely smooth out the scars on her face. If she used watercolor to cover them up on a daily basis, at least the scars would not be visible. She was happy that the scars on her face would disappear soon, but she didn't expect that her arms would be burned again.
Song Muxue felt like God was playing a joke on her.
She really couldn't understand why everything went smoothly for her in her previous life, no matter what she did, it seemed that all obstacles would be removed because of her. But after her rebirth, why did everything go wrong? She even failed at the last moment.
Just like this time, she had clearly arranged for people to spread the rumor that Song Yunxi was possessed by an evil spirit, and finally created a situation in which people in the capital were in panic because of Song Yunxi's existence.
Master Huicheng happened to be seriously injured by the backlash and fell into a coma. She thought that God helped her with the right time, place and people and she could finally make Song Yunxi unable to recover. However, who would have thought that God would send down this heavenly fire on Marquis Wenyuan's Mansion, disrupting all her plans.
Song Yunxi, what kind of evil spirit is she?
Song Zhening was furious: "Mother is right, we are all implicated by that evil star!"
Song Shaozhang frowned and said nothing, but he obviously agreed with this statement.
Seeing that his eldest son remained silent, Song Shaozhang asked him in a deep voice: "What do you think?"
"My son just felt that this fire came out of nowhere."
Song Zheyang expressed all his doubts.
Although Song Shaozhang also felt that it made sense, he could not explain it reasonably: "Even if someone was causing trouble, how could the sky fire be controlled by humans?"
This is exactly what Song Zheyang can't understand.
He did suspect that Song Yunxi was responsible for this incident, but if it was really her, how could he explain the sky fire?
No matter how capable Song Yunxi is, it is impossible for him to reach the level of omnipotence.
Did he think too much?
Looking at the family's miserable state, Song Zheyang sighed helplessly and could only settle his family down first.
Seeing Song Muxue's pale face, Song Zheyang's heart moved, and he asked with concern: "Is my little sister injured?"
Everyone then noticed Song Muxue's embarrassment. Song Zhening rushed forward anxiously to check: "Little sister, where are you hurt?"
Mrs. Song was also extremely anxious: "Child, why didn't you say anything when you were hurt?"
It is because her daughter is so sensible that she cannot let go of her and cannot stop loving her.
He is nothing like that evil creature who always wants to make her angry to death.
Song Muxue smiled sadly, which made her look even more pitiful: "I'm fine..."
As soon as she finished speaking, Song Zheyang noticed that she was covering her arm. Without caring too much, he stepped forward, grasped Song Muxue's fair wrist and lifted her sleeve a little, revealing the shocking burns to everyone's sight.
Song Zheyang felt a dense mass of pain in his heart, and Mrs. Song was already crying: "How come you didn't say anything when you were so ill?"
Song Muxue's smile still had a bit of sadness in it: "Don't worry, mother. I'm fine."
Mrs. Song wiped her tears and said, "How can it be okay? This must be very painful!"
So without caring about others, he immediately called the servants to call for the doctor.
Song Muxue finally breathed a sigh of relief. In such an atmosphere, if she took the initiative to mention that she was injured and wanted to call a doctor, she would definitely be disliked. However, being discovered inadvertently would not only allow her to successfully call a doctor, but also allow her to gain a reputation for being loved and sensible.
Seeing his eldest son grabbing his youngest daughter's wrist and lifting her sleeve, Song Shaozhang felt some strange emotions in his heart. But when he saw the burns on Song Muxue's arm, the strange emotions disappeared in an instant.
They grew up together and have a very good relationship. When he noticed that his sister was injured, how could he care about so many rules?
Song Shaozhang asked Song Zheyang: "Although the fire has been put out, this mansion has been burning all night and cannot be lived in. Should we buy another house?"
"Father, don't worry. Just now, Prince Shen sent someone to tell us that he has a house across the street that is big enough for us to stay in. We can stay there temporarily until the mansion is repaired."
Song Shaozhang knew that mansion, which was in no way inferior to their marquisate.
The Wenyuan Marquis Mansion is really stretched to the limit now. After renovating the mansion, there is probably not much money left. There is really no spare money to purchase another house.
Shen Zhikang was actually willing to provide them with temporary accommodation, and Song Shaozhang felt relieved, and his expression when looking at Song Muxue became a little more loving.
Shen Zhikang was so generous because of his daughter.
Glancing at his family members who were in a more miserable state than the last, Song Shaozhang sighed helplessly, "Then go and settle them down as soon as possible. It's really not suitable for your mother and sister to be seen in this state."
Song Zheyang understood what his father meant. He was afraid that after daybreak, the gate of their mansion would be filled with onlookers, which would be detrimental to the reputation of his mother and sister.
Therefore, Song Zheyang did not dare to delay and told Song Zhening: "You go and arrange the carriage, and I will arrange for people to move the useful things over."
While the Wenyuan Marquis' family was busy, Ye Xuanke and Fang Yichen in the Imperial Master's Mansion were staring at Song Yunxi with curiosity, eagerly hoping that she could solve their doubts.
Especially Ye Xuanke, he looked so shameless that he would immediately kneel down and become Song Yunxi's disciple if she rejected him.
Ye Xuanqi was also full of doubts. Thinking of the spectacular sight of the flames, he now found it unbelievable.
Ye Xuan Ke was so anxious that he kept jumping up and down: "It's not possible that you can really see through the sky and make the sky rain fire!"
Although it is unlikely, but considering Song Wentian's ability that is no different from that of a god, it doesn't seem so unbelievable that his disciple can manipulate some celestial phenomena.
"Or did you really use some magic?"
This is even more impossible. It would be a wonder in the world if there is a place for magic in Shengyun Mountain.
Song Yunxi smiled and said, "I don't have that ability, it's just a little trick."
He took out a black ball the size of half a fist and carefully placed it on the table: "This is the white phosphorus bomb I made."
What is white phosphorus?
The three people who heard this for the first time looked at each other in surprise.
Song Yunxi explained succinctly: "White phosphorus is a substance that will spontaneously combust once it comes into contact with air... once it is exposed to the outside."
"Some white phosphorus is stored in this thin black porcelain ball. When the secret guards drop it from high altitude, it will naturally crack. When the white phosphorus comes into contact with the air, it will spontaneously ignite. From a distance, it looks like fire falling from the sky."