Chapter 344

The long night seemed extremely short under the intense busyness of everyone.

Early the next morning, the situation was settled. When Ayayi and her subordinates returned from rescuing people one after another, they saw the lobby full of people.

However, although there are many people, it is not chaotic at all.

Everyone was busy with their own affairs in an orderly manner. Some were adding charcoal to the brazier, some were checking the condition of the patients, and some were busy cooking porridge for everyone.

Quite different from the chaotic scene they expected, what appeared before them was a warm and loving picture.

In times of crisis, there are no boundaries, no strangers, only the warmth of mutual care.

Seeing this scene, Ayayi and her party just felt that everything last night was worth it.

Seeing Ayayi and his party coming back, everyone quickly asked about the situation outside. When they learned that the war had ended, most of them left and said that they would come back to express their gratitude after confirming that everything was fine at home.

A small number of people were not here, so they took the initiative to stay and take care of the injured. The extra porridge they cooked was just shared with Ayayi and her party.

After Mo Wuchen checked the woman's injuries for the last time, he walked towards Lingyi. Although everyone said that Lu Tingyu was a traitor, Mo Wuchen still didn't want to believe it, "Sister Lingyi, Prince Jing'an... …how's it going?"

Aya Yi looked up and saw that the energetic young man yesterday now had only a tired face, the whites of his eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes, and his lips were dry and pale. It was obvious that he had not had time to take a sip of water all night.

Lingyi knew that Mo Wuchen was asking about Lu Tingyu, and she also knew that Lu Tingyu treated Mo Wuchen well, so she didn't know how to answer him for a while.

But looking at the young man's pleading eyes, he remained silent for a long time before he responded truthfully: "The former King of Jing'an, Lu Tingyu, led his troops to rebel, and he has now been executed."

Hearing this, Mo Wuchen immediately swayed.

Lingyi raised her hand to help him, "But King Jing'an and Princess Jing'an were successful in quelling the chaos, and His Majesty had a very close relationship with the former King Jing'an, so he was allowed to have his body intact."

Mo Wuchen responded in despair, then broke away from Lingyi's hand and ran quickly towards the door.

Lingyi asked Chongyang to follow him to prevent him from having any accidents along the way, and then started to deal with the matters in the restaurant.

There were more than a dozen injured, varying in severity. Lingyi immediately sent someone to call a doctor. As for the passers-by who had nowhere to go for the time being, Lingyi allowed them to continue resting in Linjiang Tower.

Because Mo Wuchen had already dealt with most of the things, Lingyi just settled them a little and settled them.

During this period, Lingyi also learned from everyone that thanks to Mo Wuchen who arranged everything in an orderly manner last night, the conditions of the dozen injured patients were stabilized and there was no trouble on their side.

Of course, their biggest benefactor is Lingyi and his party. Without the desperate rescue of Lingyi and others, they would have died by the sword of the rebel army.

However, Lingyi didn't have the intention to listen to the second half of the sentence. At this moment, her mind was filled with the previous sentence. Mo Wuchen seemed to be different from what she expected... In front of her, he was indeed very childish. But in the face of crisis, he was really mature and steady.

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When Mo Wuchen returned to Prince Jing'an's Mansion, he saw that the palace was completely white.

After asking the servants where the mourning hall was, Mo Wuchen strode towards the mourning hall without even having time to change his clothes.

However, what was waiting for him was only a solemn coffin.

The uncle who had smiled and stuffed him with money a few months ago and told him to be generous when chasing girls was now nothing but a cold corpse.

Looking at Lu Yan who was holding back in front of the coffin and Shen Qing with red eyes, Mo Wuchen couldn't bear it any longer, knelt down in front of the coffin and cried bitterly, "Uncle, wake up, I promised you that I will wait until you come back." I want to bring the girl I like to you when I leave. You promised to help me check it, uncle... Can you take another look at Wuchen? I haven't even had time to say goodbye to you!"

Shen Qing stood aside and saw that Mo Wuchen was not only covered in blood but also wearing thin clothes, so he asked Chanyi to get him a cloak.

As Lu Tingyu's nephew, it was natural for Mo Wuchen to give him a ride when he left, but he couldn't freeze him to death.

At the moment, both Lu Yan and Mo Wuchen are in great grief and have no time to care, so Shen Qing can only take care of the affairs of the house.

In the next few days, Mo Wuchen accompanied Lu Yan to watch for Lu Tingyu in the mourning hall. Shen Qing stayed there during the day and went back to take a nap at night. Although she couldn't sleep well, she had to force herself to sleep. After all, her belly And children.

During this period, Shen Qing also learned that on the day Lu Tingyu led his troops into the city, Lingyi and his party rescued many people. Those who lived nearby were all sent home. As for those who were alone, they were all sent home. Went to Linjiang Tower.

And that night, it was Mo Wuchen who was in charge of the overall situation.

The blood on his body was also left behind when he treated the injured.

When hearing this, Shen Qing was slightly surprised, but more than anything, he was relieved. Although Mo Wuchen was young, he was a responsible man.

Seven days later, Lu Tingyu was buried. When Mo Wuchen came back, he locked himself in the house and did not come out until three days later.

And when he came out again, what he got was the news that the emperor had died and the whole country was mourning.

Mo Wuchen was a little shocked, but he also knew that such a thing was inevitable. Fortunately, the person who succeeded him was Chu Lingyuan, and neither Lu Yan nor Shen Qing would be persecuted.

Time passed quickly, and the weather became colder in the blink of an eye, and Shen Qing's belly gradually swelled, which slightly diluted the sadness of Lu Tingyu's death.

Mo Wuchen did not go to Linjiang Tower again, but went to Lu Tingyu's study every day, either to organize books or to wipe the roof. In short, he wanted to keep it the same as when Lu Tingyu was alive.

Once, when Mo Wuchen went to Lu Tingyu's study to clean, he accidentally found a letter, a letter that Lu Tingyu had written to Mo Wuchen a long time ago.

Because of Mo Wansheng's death and years of debt, Lu Yan had always been estranged from Lu Tingyu. Lu Tingyu had no way to vent his fatherly love, so he put it all on Mo Wuchen, who came to Shengjing most frequently. This is why Mo Wuchen was so sad when Lu Tingyu passed away.

Mo Wuchen opened the envelope and saw that it was written on it——

Wuchen, when you see this letter, I will probably be gone.

I know you will be very sad, but I want to say, don't be sad, because I can finally go to find your aunt.

In the eight years since your aunt passed away, I have been suffering every day. I hate that she suffered so much because of my love debt, I hate that I can't protect the only blood left by Shengsheng, and I hate myself even more... I am trapped in hatred and can't extricate myself.

So, leaving is what I want to do, and it is finally freeing from years of imprisonment.

I heard that you have a girl you like. It's a pity that I haven't seen her in person, but I believe that the girl Wuchen likes must be the best.

Goodbye, Wuyuan, for the rest of your life, your uncle only wishes you peace, happiness, and health.

- Uncle Lu Tingyu, the last words.