Chapter 343

When Ling Yi went downstairs in the evening, she saw Mo Wuchen helping to serve dishes in the lobby.

He was obviously a noble son of the Mo family, but he was willing to do this kind of work that only servants would do. For a moment, even Ling Yi was a little confused. Why was Mo Wuchen so persistent?

Because he liked her?

But Ling Yi's love in her heart was never like this. The love she imagined should be that the two people respected and loved each other. During the day, they were busy with their own things, but in private, they were close, eating and sleeping together and caring for each other.

And that kind of love should be an equal and two-way run, not one standing firmly on the high platform and the other in the dust.

Although Ling Yi's words in the afternoon were mostly to persuade Mo Wuchen to give up, a small part of them were serious. The other half she expected should be steady and rational, but Mo Wuchen was too childish.

Without paying too much attention to Mo Wuchen, Ling Yi finished her dinner and walked towards the door.

Seeing the last bit of light in the sky disappear in the darkness, Ling Yi sighed slightly.

The fifth prince returned to Beijing, the emperor was seriously ill and unconscious, and Shengjing was about to be in chaos. At that time, I don’t know how many innocent people will die in this struggle for imperial power.

Ling Yi was born as a killer, so what she longed for most in this life was to live in peace and worry-free.

Mo Wuchen in the lobby looked at the slender and graceful green back at the door, and felt that Ling Yi seemed a little different at the moment, but he couldn’t tell what was wrong.

After a while, Ling Yi turned inside, closed the door of the restaurant casually, and looked at everyone in the lobby, "Tonight is not peaceful, everyone doesn’t have to go home, just stay in Linjiang Tower."

As soon as Ling Yi finished speaking, everyone noticed something was wrong, but seeing that Ling Yi didn’t want to say more, they didn’t dare to ask more.

Mo Wuchen hesitated slightly, then he...

Perhaps sensing Mo Wuchen's hesitation, Lingyi looked at him and said, "There will be chaos tonight, and King Jing'an and the master will not be able to take care of you. You and the servants should just stay in Linjiang Tower."

After arranging everything, Lingyi called Chongyang and others upstairs, and went downstairs again after arranging everything.

Everyone could clearly see that there were many new faces behind Lingyi, but they didn't know when these people came. There was no doubt that they all climbed through the window with outstanding martial arts skills.

No one spoke, but stared at the half-closed door until there was a faint sound of panic outside. Lingyi got up first and told everyone to go in all directions in an orderly manner. Before leaving, Lingyi emphasized again, "Do everything you can, and protect yourself first."

Shen Qing had ordered to protect innocent people as much as possible, but before that, it was obviously more important to protect yourself.

Everyone agreed, and the figure soon disappeared into the night.

Only Mo Wuchen and three servants were left in the lobby.

Many of the waiters in Linjiang Building were Lingyi's people. There was only one chef, one assistant chef and one handyman hired from outside, who were now standing in a corner, feeling uneasy.

Although they didn't know what happened, they heard something was wrong outside. The sounds of fighting and shouting were mixed together, as if an enemy had invaded the imperial city.

Seeing the worried faces of the three people, Mo Wuchen comforted them: "Don't worry, since Miss Lingyi asked us to stay here, it must be safe here."

Mo Wuchen always trusted Lingyi wholeheartedly.

The chef said worriedly: "We also trust Lingyi, but our family is still at home!"

Mo Wuchen was powerless to do anything about this. "Now that things have come to this, we can only take care of ourselves first."

Several people nodded, but they were all relieved in their hearts.

Soon, there was a violent knock on the door, and all four of them were startled. Fortunately, it was a familiar voice: "Open the door, it's me, Chongyang!"

Before the other three could react, Mo Wuchen had already stepped forward to open the door, and saw Chongyang holding a woman covered in blood, followed by five or six panicked strangers.

Handing the person to Mo Wuchen, Chongyang quickly said: "I'll leave the person to you, I have to save others!"

Mo Wuchen nodded solemnly, "I know, we are here, go quickly."

Chongyang turned and left. Mo Wuchen first asked the strangers to quickly enter, and then asked the servants to lock the door, and then began to check the injuries of the woman in his arms. One arm was gone, and the abdomen was also stabbed. At this moment, blood was trickling out, which looked horrible.

Resisting the idea of ​​panic, Mo Wuchen asked the chef to get hemostatic medicine, and asked the deputy chef to get a quilt.

It was cold at night, and ordinary people like them still felt unbearable, let alone patients.

Unfortunately, none of the people Chongyang brought back were proficient in medicine, so Mo Wuchen could only stop the bleeding according to his common sense for the time being.

The servant cleaned up the table and put two tables together, and the deputy chef spread the quilt. Mo Wuchen and a few passers-by lifted the injured woman and moved her over.

There were actually two rooms behind Linjiang Building, which were for the waiters to live in when they couldn't go home unexpectedly, so there were also a few quilts stored, but the woman was seriously injured, and they were worried about letting her go, not to mention that the situation was special at the moment, so they could only temporarily place her in the lobby, where everyone could see her and feel more at ease.

The strangers all looked nervously at the woman's condition. Fortunately, the hemostatic medicine worked, and the woman's bleeding gradually stopped.

From the mouths of several passers-by, Mo Wuchen finally knew the truth outside.

It was true that a large army entered the city and headed for the palace, but the one who led the troops to force the palace was his uncle, the former Jing'an King Lu Tingyu.

Mo Wuchen was stunned. He didn't want to believe that Lu Tingyu would do such a thing. How could such a gentle and kind person treat human life as grass?

He didn't believe it!

What's more, treason is a serious crime that can lead to the confiscation of property and extermination of the family!

Mo Wuchen suddenly thought of what Ling Yi said in the evening, 'Lu Yan and Shen Qing didn't expect him', that is, Lu Yan and Shen Qing knew about this matter a long time ago, so, did they also stand on Lu Tingyu's side?

No... Mo Wuchen thought about it for a while and soon figured out the truth of the matter.

If Lu Yan and Shen Qing really went to the palace with Lu Tingyu, what Ling Yi is doing now is not saving people but killing people, so...are Lu Yan and Shen Qing standing on the opposite side of Lu Tingyu?

No time to continue thinking about how heartbroken Lu Yan must have been when he pointed his sword at Lu Tingyu, because Chongming and Chonghui also brought people back. This time, there were more than a dozen people, including two injured people. Fortunately, the injuries were not too serious.

Anticipating that there would be more people coming later, Mo Wuchen asked the three to bring all the quilts and medicines to the lobby in case of emergency, and asked passers-by to help raise the charcoal fire to provide some temperature.

Passers-by were sent in batches, and Mo Wuchen and the three guys were busy. Seeing this, passers-by also joined in to help.

The wounded's illnesses stopped one after another, and the temperature in the house also rose. It was a biting cold winter night, but it was unexpectedly much warmer than the daytime.

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