Cries of gratitude rang out.
Mo Yunzhao looked up and saw that the vendors on the street were already carrying their goods and heading towards her.
Even women who were passing by after buying groceries would put down their shopping baskets.
Soon, she and Fu Liu were surrounded by piles of things.
The people all knelt down and kowtowed in gratitude, saying, "Lord City Lord is our benefactor. Thank you, Lord City Lord."
Mo Yunzhao tried to stop them from kneeling, but it was too late.
Seeing them kneeling there to express their gratitude, her eyes suddenly reddened and her nose tingled.
She bowed deeply to them, saying, "I'm sorry, I will protect you from now on."
In her past life, she fought desperately to defend the city and protect Moyang City.
But these people, because of her bloodshot eyes, wanted to burn her alive. They hated her and attacked her.
So she took her anger out on them, destroying a city in one fell swoop, taking them and all those she hated with her to their deaths.
The common people may be ignorant, and there are indeed some wicked people, but most are simple, honest, and know how to be grateful.
How can we question all goodwill because of a little malice?
Fortunately, we got a second chance.
And she will choose to protect them again.
They are her people; it is her duty.
The people were stunned by Mo Yunzhao's bow and sincere apology.
But they thought that the city lord was blaming himself for the poisoning and riot, and that the city lord treated them sincerely.
They remembered what the city lord had said that day; she hoped they would be the walls of Moyang City, guarding it together.
"Since Heaven doesn't favor the City Lord, this Flower Fairy, then we'll favor the City Lord, this demoness!" The steamed bun shop owner shouted in unison.
With this leader taking the lead, the people shouted, "Long live the City Lord! Long live the Demoness!"
Seeing the crowd following suit, Mo Yunzhao chuckled softly, tears welling in his eyes, "Let's all live long and prosper together!"
The people burst into laughter, then joined in shouting, "Long live the City Lord! Long live the Demoness! We'll all live ten thousand years!"
Loud, incoherent shouts, along with bursts of laughter, echoed outwards in waves.
Shouts and laughter filled the air, dispelling the gloom that had hung over Moyang City for days and restoring its former liveliness and vitality.
Watching the people leave, shouting and laughing, Fu Liu raised her hand and pressed her eyes, "They're all such lovely people."
It was a scene that was supposed to be funny, but for some reason, my eyes welled up with tears.
I feel like crying.
"Let's go back."
Mo Yunzhao turned around and saw Ling Jingyu standing three steps away from her.
He was still wearing the same red brocade robe he wore three days ago. His hair was a mess, with many strands tangled together. His charming peach blossom eyes were bloodshot, and there were dark circles under his eyes.
His fair face was now smeared with a lot of blue medicinal juice, and a stubble had sprouted on his chin.
He looked exhausted, but in Mo Yunzhao's eyes, he was more stunning and pleasing to the eye than ever before.
"Ah Zhao." Ling Jingyu took a step forward. "I'm truly happy for you."
These people now support and trust Azhao.
This is what Ah Zhao, in her previous life, tried hard but never achieved.
Mo Yunzhao took a step forward, and the two were just one step apart, facing each other.
"Thank you for your hard work these past few days, Your Highness."
Mo Yunzhao looked up at him. Although they hadn't been together for the past few days, they had shared hardships and faced challenges together.
Without his tireless work of refining medicine day and night, she would have had to resort to violence to control the situation, instead of relying on the will of the people.
She looked at his empty waist, reached into her sleeve, took out something, and handed it to him.
"This is a gift for you, as a token of my gratitude."
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