He often wondered why his grandfather, father and brothers were all dead, and he was the only one who was still alive?

The moment he chopped off Mo Guiyuan's head, he was indeed relieved, but there was an empty place in his heart that could not be filled.

But just when Wei Xiyue hugged him.

He was redeemed.

He looked at the little guy in his arms: "Xiyue, do you know who I am?"

"Sixth Uncle." Wei Xiyue said.

Wei Liulang still wanted to make a final struggle.

Wei Xiyue said: "Xiyue wants to eat lotus seeds, but Uncle Six is ​​not here, so no one can pick lotus seeds for Xiyue."

Wei Liulang hugged her tightly and said, "Okay, Uncle Liu will pick it for Xiyue."

…

In the valley, a fierce battle had just ended.

The Qin family's cavalry was invincible, and with Qin Canglan in command, the White Lotus army was defeated. Mo Guiyuan's years of planning finally came to an end at this moment.

Everyone has his strengths. Mo Guiyuan is good at scheming and controlling people's hearts, but when it comes to training soldiers, he doesn't compare to others. After all, he is a little behind Qin Canglan.

The main danger of the White Lotus Sect does not lie in the army, but in the countless believers. Once Mo Guiyuan gives an order, there is a high possibility of many riots among the people. This is Mo Guiyuan's ultimate means.

What they have to do is to nip it in the bud and never give Mo Guiyuan the opportunity to create unrest.

As it turns out, they did.

Qin Canglan left his deputy general to deal with the aftermath while he rode his horse to find his precious granddaughter.

The old marquis wants to go too.

Qin Canglan sighed: "You are injured like this, you should take a rest."

"Aren't you injured too?" The old marquis refused and insisted on going with them.

Qin Canglan said: "You old monkey are very stubborn!"

When the two found Su Xiaoxiao, Su Xiaoxiao had just sutured Wei Ting's last wound. Yuchi Xiu was not there, as he had gone to chase Mo Guiyuan.

The two looked at the miserable Wei Ting and didn't know what to say.

This kid really tried his best to kill Mo Guiyuan.

The old marquis looked around and said, "Where's Mo Guiyuan? He wouldn't... have escaped, right?"

Su Xiaoxiao said firmly: "He can't escape."

Near Lihua Lane, the Jingzhao Prefecture was frightened out of its wits.

He was a judge and had seen countless murders, but seeing such a horrible corpse in broad daylight was really scary!

The Jingzhao Prefecture immediately ordered officials to protect the scene and also called the coroner from the yamen.

He had a feeling that he had encountered a big case! He was going to be promoted again!

Qin Canglan sent Su Xiaoxiao and Wei Ting back to the capital.

"Are you sure you don't want to go to the Imperial Observatory?" Qin Canglan asked.

Su Xiaoxiao sat in the carriage and replied, "No need, let's go to the clinic."

Now that Mo Guiyuan is dead, the White Lotus spies are leaderless and will no longer pose a threat to them.

What's more, Wei Ting was so seriously injured that he needed a doctor's care at all times, so going to the clinic was the best choice.

Qin Canglan glanced at the first class and said to Su Xiaoxiao, "You and Wei Ting go in first. I'll send the old monkey... ahem, your uncle back to the Marquis' Mansion and then come to see you."

Su Xiaoxiao nodded: "Yeah!"

Wei Ting was carried into the clinic on a stretcher by A Zhong and Xiao Wei Zi.

This time he wasn't pretending to be injured, he was really injured.

Shopkeeper Sun could hardly bear to look at Wei Ting, who was tied up like a big dumpling with only a pair of eyes showing.

"It's so tragic... How could it be like this? No one will be killed, right? Oh, then Xiao Su will be a widow again? What if she can't get married in the future?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and saw a long queue forming at the door.

The leader of the team pointed at himself and said, "Manager Sun, do you think I can do this?"

Shopkeeper Sun: "Get lost!"

Ah Zhong and Xiao Weizi carried Wei Ting into Su Xiaoxiao's room.

Little Weizi's eyes were red: "Big Boss... my son-in-law..."

Little Wei Zi hurriedly wiped away his tears.

Ah Zhong was older than him and had a calmer temperament. He said to Su Xiaoxiao, "Boss, we'll go out first. Call us if you need anything."

"Okay." Su Xiaoxiao replied.

After the two of them went out, Su Xiaoxiao gave Wei Ting an IV drip.

Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in." Su Xiaoxiao said.

Wei Liulang walked in.

He had changed out of his bloodstained clothes and put his mask back on.

But I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but his whole aura is very different from before.

It was like... a heavy shackle in my heart was opened and put down.

He was no longer shrouded in darkness; he stepped into the sunshine.

He came to the bed, looked at Wei Ting, who was wrapped in bandages and breathing weakly, opened his mouth and asked, "Xiao Qi..."

Su Xiaoxiao adjusted the drip rate of the IV bottle: "The injury has been treated and the bleeding has stopped, but whether he can wake up depends on his own luck."

She turned to look at Wei Liulang, "Is Mo Guiyuan dead?"

"Dead." Wei Liulang said, "I killed him with my own hands."

"That's good." Su Xiaoxiao nodded.

Wei Liulang saw that she didn't look too surprised, so he couldn't help but ask, "Did you know Mo Guiyuan would come to see me? Did Xiao Qi mention it to you?"

Su Xiaoxiao shook her head: "He didn't tell me about his plan."

If he mentioned it, based on Wei Ting's understanding of her, she would definitely follow him secretly to kill Mo Guiyuan. He didn't want her to take that danger.

"Then you..." Wei Liulang didn't understand how she guessed it.

Su Xiaoxiao recalled: "When I was in the countryside, the New Year was approaching. One time we were making New Year's goods at home, and Wei Ting was in charge of cutting noodles. Every piece of noodles he cut was exactly the same. I asked him why his knife skills were so good, and he said that he practiced. Even if he stabbed a vital point, if it was off by an inch, it would not kill the person."

Wei Ting knew very well how to kill a person.

Faking death can't hide it from his eyes.

Once a person is dead, no matter how powerful the life-saving medicine is, it can't save him.

He deliberately let the seriously injured Mo Guiyuan go.

He wanted Mo Guiyuan to die at Wei Liulang's hands so that Wei Liulang could get true relief.

Wei Liulang actually understood what was going on. He looked at the unconscious Wei Ting with concern and said, "Will Xiao Qi... wake up?"

Su Xiaoxiao whispered: "I, don't know."

…

Mo Guiyuan's death caused an uproar in the capital. People outside said all kinds of things, but the imperial court had to deal with the aftermath.

Since returning to the clinic, she has been staying by Wei Ting's bedside, monitoring his condition at all times.

This was the time she felt Wei Ting was the farthest away from her.

He was so close, yet he could leave at any moment.

Su Cheng also came over.

He looked at his son-in-law who could no longer respond to him, and felt as heartbroken as if he had lost one of his own sons.

Su Xiaoxiao sat in front of the bed and said calmly, "If you don't wake up, I will remarry. I'm serious. Do you know how many people in the capital want to marry me? Not to mention those far away, just the ones on this street, they all heard that you are dying. The people who come to propose marriage every day almost break down the door. Shopkeeper Sun is so annoyed."

"I think there are a few good ones. The son of the Liu family is rich and powerful, Mr. Zhang's son is humorous, and although Zhao the butcher is a widower with five children, he is said to be very caring..."

She chattered on and on.

Suddenly, a large hand wrapped in gauze was raised, gently grasped the back of her head, and domineeringly pressed her against his chest.

A hoarse and weak voice came from above my head.

"What kind of people are you looking for...do you want to piss me off to death..."

The extra chapter everyone asked for is here! 　　Brother Ting: I heard that Qin Canglan would have monthly tickets if he were alive, but I don’t know if I would have any if I were alive.

(End of this chapter)