Second pregnancy, sixth child: The beloved mom's disguise has been exposed again.

Chapter 380 Why turn back?

As expected, Si Ruonan quickly found the doctors from the Si family and arranged for them to examine the prisoners who had been released from prison.

Ning Yao was very pleased with Si Ruonan's consistent words and actions, nodded to him, and gave him a very sincere smile.

The woman's nose twitched slightly as she caught a whiff of turpentine in the air, and she reflexively raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose.

Ning Yao looked towards the prison and noticed that a stone brick barrier was slowly rising in the prison corridors that originally had no windows.

Judging from this, it seems the prison is designed to be completely sealed to prevent the turpentine inside from leaking out and damaging other buildings.

The prison is located within the Simen base, and An Qiulu must have made ample preparations to prevent other buildings in the Simen base from being affected.

Ning Yao couldn't help but stand up, almost bumping into Si Ruonan's chin, who was closest to her.

Si Ruonan stood closer to Ning Yao and then realized that the little girl was actually quite tall.

He had only been distracted for a moment when he was startled by Ning Yao's loud shout.

"Wen Tingye!"

"Can you hear me? Get down here right now! All the doors, windows, and entrances to the prison are about to be locked!"

Ning Yao was not reserved at all, and shouted loudly with all her might, the veins on her snow-white neck bulging slightly.

As if afraid that Wen Tingye wouldn't hear her, she quickly walked to the prison gate and called out several more times.

The gate was already one-third closed. If it had been any later, she, with her slender figure, probably wouldn't have been able to get in, let alone Wen Tingye and the mercenaries.

Wen Tingye and the others were carrying the last few prisoners, with Wen Tingye at the very back.

Their shoes were soaked with turpentine, and the pungent smell made them feel nauseous. They had no choice but to force themselves to keep running downstairs, one step at a time.

Wen Tingye staggered, nearly falling into the turpentine water with the prisoner on his back several times, but he gritted his teeth and managed to steady himself.

He was unsteady on his feet and experienced symptoms of tinnitus and blurred vision.

In the dim light, he seemed to hear a woman's voice shouting incessantly outside the prison. Just by listening to the decibels of that voice, he could tell how anxious and agitated the person was, as if she was about to shout herself hoarse.

He wanted to respond to her, but he couldn't utter a sound.

The man ran downstairs quickly. On the way, a mercenary in front of him got turpentine on his hands and his body went limp. Wen Tingye reacted quickly, using his free left arm to pull the man back and hoist him onto his shoulder.

The mercenary, still groggy, felt someone pull him back. When he came to his senses, he muttered, "Leave me alone."

"Hold on, that's an order!" Wen Tingye's deep and magnetic voice was now mostly hoarse. After letting out a low roar, he carried the two adult men downstairs without stopping.

He noticed the changes in the doors and windows around him and knew that soon Simen's prison would become an airtight iron cage.

If they can't get out of prison soon, they'll be trapped inside, and then not even a mosquito can fly out, let alone a person.

Wen Tingye noticed that the turpentine behind him was pouring down uncontrollably. He struggled to drag his two bodies, and the exit was just in front of him, less than forty meters away.

Ning Yao saw Wen Tingye from afar and was extremely anxious, fearing that Wen Tingye would not be able to get out.

Just as the stone gate was about to fall, Ning Yao ignored the people around her pulling her and rushed out in one stride.

Ning Yao did a split and bent over, sliding nimbly through the doorway, her eyes firm and fearless.

After entering the prison gate, Ning Yao quickly ran to Wen Tingye's side and immediately reached out to take one of the mercenaries from him.

"Get out of here quickly, it's too late!"

Everyone could see that the stone gate was only a dozen centimeters above the ground, making it extremely dangerous.

Wen Tingye and Ning Yao, each carrying one person, crawled out with difficulty from the crack under the stone gate.

"mom!"

"Boss Ning!"

Seeing this, Si Si and Guan Ying rushed forward to help, while the young masters of the Si family behind them stared in disbelief.

The stone gate was so heavy that it crashed down with a loud bang, causing the ground outside to tremble slightly.

Wen Tingye finally managed to rush out just as the stone gate was closing, but he was so exhausted that he collapsed to the ground.

Even as he fell, he didn't forget to extend his arm to protect Ning Yao beside him, preventing her from getting hurt when she hit the ground.

Ning Yao's situation was similar to Wen Tingye's; that run-up just now was the fastest she had ever run in her life.

She lay on her side, resting her head on Wen Tingye's arm, feeling her own heartbeat, her cherry-red lips slightly parted, panting heavily.

Si Longshen looked at Wen Tingye from a short distance away, his eyes filled with gratitude and a hint of relief at surviving a disaster.

He never imagined that one day he would be able to get out, and walk out of prison alive with his old comrades...

The prison had become an airtight chamber, and the strong scent of pine resin was completely blocked by the stone walls. Only a few traces of the scent that had initially wafted through the air had now mostly dissipated.

Wen Tingye was lying flat on the ground, his long arms and legs spread out in a starfish position, breathing heavily.

"Is there no one inside?" Ning Yao looked at Wen Tingye with lingering fear.

If Wen Tingye had been taking it one step at a time like that earlier, he might already be trapped inside.

If things really come to that, even a god might not be able to save him!

Wen Tingye was covered in sweat, with beads of sweat even trickling out from the gaps in his short, black hair, sliding down his handsome, angular face to his neck.

He looked at Ning Yao, his eyes filled with the same arrogant and unrestrained spirit as always, without any restraint.

"I said I would save everyone."

"If it weren't for me, you almost wouldn't have made it out!" Ning Yao said angrily, but her voice was choked with sobs.

Wen Tingye inhaled a lot of the turpentine that had evaporated into gas, and he was in a state of extreme weakness and dizziness.

He was panting heavily, his chest heaving violently, forcing himself to regain his strength.

At this moment, Wen Tingye's voice was hoarse and deep, like a heavy, red-hot iron hammer striking the listener's heart.

Do you know what I was thinking just now?

"...What are you thinking about?"

"I'm thinking that I haven't proposed to you yet, and you haven't agreed to marry me. I can't die like this because I haven't been able to make you wear a wedding dress for me, Wen Tingye! I'm not willing to accept this!"

Upon hearing this, Ning Yao gritted her teeth, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Were Wen Tingye thinking about these things during such a perilous life-or-death moment?

Shouldn't we think about how we haven't lived enough, haven't squandered enough, and haven't enjoyed enough?

"Why did you turn back? The people have already been rescued, those people..." Ning Yao's voice choked with sobs, thick with nasal tone, and unusually soft and sweet, unlike her usual cold and clear voice.

The man's deep, hoarse voice came through; no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't overcome the body's instinctive exhaustion.

“They are all your father’s brothers who risked their lives for him, and it was because of your father that he was imprisoned.”