She lay in bed but couldn't fall asleep no matter what.
The wind outside was strong, rustling the branches and producing a whooshing sound that was oddly unsettling.
Zhuo Ya listened to these noises, feeling inexplicably irritable.
She simply climbed out of bed and closed the window.
Just as she had secured the window and thought to climb back into bed to rest, a fierce crackling sound suddenly came from outside.
Zhuo Ya's face changed slightly as she looked toward the door.
Flames suddenly leapt up.
Zhuo Ya's breath hitched, and she immediately walked toward the door.
She wanted to open the door but found it was locked.
"Butler, butler."
Zhuo Ya, becoming panicked, pulled on the door and called out for the butler, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open it.
However, there was no response from outside, and Zhuo Ya pulled on the door with all her might, unable to open it.
In her growing panic, the fire intensified, and billowing smoke rudely surged towards her.
