General, Madam Called You To Farm

   Chapter 476 Recognition (three more)

   In the past few years, Wei Liulang has been living in endless struggle and pain.

   He often wondered, why did his grandfather, father and brothers all die, and only himself survived?

   The moment Mo Guiyuan's head was cut off, he was indeed relieved, but there was an empty place in his heart that he couldn't fill.

   But Wei Xiyue hugged him for a moment.

   He was redeemed.

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

   "Uncle Six." Wei Xiyue said.

  Erokuro still wants to make a final struggle.

   Wei Xiyue said: "Xiyue wants to eat lotus seeds, but the sixth uncle is not here, no one will pick lotus seeds for Xiyue."

   Wei Liulang hugged her tightly: "Okay, Uncle Six will pick it up for Xiyue."

  …

  In the valley, a fierce battle has just ended.

  The Qin family's iron cavalry was invincible, and with Qin Canglan in charge, the White Lotus Sect army was beaten to pieces. Mo Guiyuan's plan for many years finally came to an end at this moment.

  People have inherent strengths, Mo Guiyuan is good at scheming and controlling people's hearts, but when it comes to military training, I don't know how to compare with others, after all, in front of Qin Canglan, he is a little worse.

The main danger of the    White Lotus Sect is not the army, but the countless believers. Once Mo Guiyuan issues orders, there is a high possibility that there will be multiple riots among the people. This is Mo Guiyuan's ultimate means.

   And what they have to do is to stifle it in advance, and resolutely do not give Mo Guiyuan the opportunity to create turmoil.

   As it turns out, they did.

   Qin Canglan left his lieutenant to take care of the aftermath, while he rode his horse to find his precious granddaughter.

  The old man is also going.

   Qin Canglan sighed, "You're so injured, you should rest for a while."

   "Aren't you also injured?" The old man refused to obey, so he had to go together.

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

   The two found Su Xiaoxiao. Su Xiaoxiao just sutured the last wound for Wei Ting. Yuchixiu was not there, so he went to hunt down Mo Guiyuan.

   The two of them looked at Wei Ting, who was horrific, and didn't know what to say.

   This kid really fought hard to kill Mo Guiyuan.

  The old man looked around: "Where's Mo Guiyuan? He won't... escape, right?"

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

   Near Lihua Alley, Jingzhao Mansion was frightened.

   He is a judge and he has seen countless murders, but in broad daylight, it is really scary to see such a terrifying corpse!

   Jingzhao Mansion quickly asked the officials to protect the scene, and also called the yamen's Zuzuo.

   He had a hunch that he had encountered a major case!

   is going to be promoted again, there is wood!

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

   "Are you sure you don't want to go to Qintian Prison?" Qin Canglan asked.

  Su Xiaoxiao sat on the carriage and replied, "No need, go to the hospital."

  Mo Guiyuan is dead, and the spies of the White Lotus Sect have no leader and will no longer pose a threat to them.

   Besides, Wei Ting was so seriously injured that he needed constant care from a doctor. Going to the hospital was the best choice.

  Qin Canglan glanced at the first session and said to Su Xiaoxiao: "You and Wei Ting go in first, I'll send the old monkey... ahem, your uncle and grandfather will come back to see you after returning to the Hou residence."

  Su Xiaoxiao nodded: "Yeah!"

  Wei Ting was carried into the hospital on a stretcher by Ah Zhong and Xiao Wei Zi.

   This time, it wasn't pretending to be hurt, it was really hurt.

   Shopkeeper Sun looked at Wei Ting, who was tied into a big dumpling and wished he could only show his eyes. He couldn't bear to look at him.

   "It's too miserable, it's too miserable... How did it happen? It won't cause people to die, right? Oh, isn't Xiao Su going to be a widow again? What should I do if I can't get married in the future?"

   He just finished speaking, when he turned his head, there was a long queue at the door.

   The leader of the team pointed to himself with a smile: "Manager Sun, do you think I can do it?"

   Shopkeeper Sun: "Go away!"

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

  Xiao Weizi's eyes were red: "Big boss... Uncle he..."

   Ah Zhong interrupted him: "Uncle Jiren has a natural appearance, and everything will be fine!"

  Xiao Weizi wiped away her tears.

  Azhong was older than him and had a calmer temper. He said to Su Xiaoxiao, "Master, we're going out first, call us if something happens."

   "Okay." Su Xiaoxiao replied.

After the two went out, Su Xiaoxiao hung a hanging bottle for Wei Ting.

   Someone knocked on the door.

   "Come in." Su Xiao's novel.

   Werokuro stepped in.

   He had changed his blood-stained clothes and put on his mask again.

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

   is like... a heavy shackle in my heart has been opened and put down.

   He was no longer shrouded in haze, he stepped into the sun.

   He came to the bed, looked at Wei Ting, who was covered in bandages and had a weak breath, opened his mouth, and asked, "Xiao Qi he..."

  Su Xiaoxiao adjusted the dripping speed of the hanging bottle: "The injury has been dealt with and the bleeding has stopped, but whether he can wake up or not depends on his own good fortune."

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

   "Dead." Wei Liulang said, "I killed it myself."

   "That's good." Su Xiaoxiao nodded.

   Wei Liulang was not too surprised to see her face, and couldn't help asking: "You know that Mo Guiyuan will come to me? Did Xiao Qi mention it to you?"

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

   If he mentioned it, with Wei Ting's understanding of her, she would secretly follow him to kill Mo Guiyuan, and he didn't want her to take that risk.

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

Su Xiaoxiao recalled: "When I was in the country, it was almost New Year's Eve. Once we made New Year's goods at home, Wei Ting was in charge of cutting the noodles. Every piece of noodles he cut was exactly the same. I asked him why his knife skills were so good, and he said If you practice, even if you are stabbed to the point, you can't kill anyone if you miss an inch."

  Wetin knew **** a person.

   Feigned death could not hide his eyes.

  When a person is completely dead, no matter how powerful the life-saving medicine is, there is no way to restore it.

   He deliberately let go of the seriously injured Mo Guiyuan.

   He wants Mo Guiyuan to die in the hands of Wei Liulang, so that Wei Liulang can get real liberation.

   Wei Liulang actually understood, he looked at Wei Ting, who was unconscious, with distress: "Xiao Qi... will he wake up?"

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

  …

  Mo Guiyuan's death caused a great uproar in the capital, and everyone said anything outside, but the court had to take care of the aftermath.

  Since she called back to the hospital, she stayed in front of Wei Ting's bed and kept watch over Wei Ting's state at all times.

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

   He is clearly close at hand, but he may let go at any time.

  Su Cheng also came.

   He looked at his son-in-law who could no longer respond, and his heart ached as if he was losing one of his own sons.

Su Xiaoxiao sat in front of the bed and said calmly: "If you can't wake up, I'll remarry, I'm serious. Do you know how many people in the capital want to marry me? Don't mention it, just say this street. I've heard that you're going to die soon, and the people who come to propose marriage every day almost step on the threshold, and the shopkeeper Sun is annoying to death."

   "I think a few are not bad. The son of Liu's family is rich and powerful, and the son of Zhang Yuanwai is funny. Although Zhao Tuzi is a widower and has five children, he is said to be very fond of people..."

   she babbled.

   Suddenly, a large palm wrapped in gauze lifted up, lightly clasped the back of her small head, and pushed her domineeringly against his chest.

   A hoarse and weak voice came from overhead.

   "What kind of people are you looking for... Are you trying to **** me off..."

   The additions you want are coming!

   Brother Ting: I heard that Qin Canglan had a monthly pass when he was alive, but I don’t know if he had any.

   (end of this chapter)