Love is like melting

Chapter 138 Gone, Nothing Gone

Lian Mo has already laid out all the truth in front of Yun Yingluo, as for what she will think and do, it is not within the scope of his concern.

Hearing from A Yu that Xu Sizhe might not be able to survive, Mo frowned, and immediately got up and walked over to wrap her arms around her shoulders, "Let's go to the hospital to see."

Ji Yerong nodded, subconsciously looking at Yun Yingluo who was slumped on the sofa, Lian Mo followed her gaze, looked at Yun Yingluo and said calmly, "Please do what you want."

When the voice fell, he told Cheng Mu to prepare the car, and they were going to the Royal Hospital.

When he arrived at the hospital, Xu Sizhe had just been pushed out of the operating room and remained in the ICU.

"He almost couldn't be rescued. The current situation is not very stable and needs to be observed for 24 hours! If the critical illness notice is issued again, I'm afraid—"

Yan Xi hesitated to speak, but the meaning was already obvious.

Lian Mo and Ji Yerong looked at each other, the solemnity and worry in their eyes were the same.

Standing outside the ICU ward, seeing through the glass that Xu Sizhe in the ward was wearing an oxygen mask, lying there quietly, with hoses of all sizes and medical equipment all over his body, how could it not be embarrassing? !
Although Xu Sizhe made a mistake, he took advantage of Lian Jing at the beginning, but he just wanted to own Lian Jing and treat her well, not to mention that he has tried his best to make up for the mistakes he made over the years.

Among the three, who made Ji Yerong feel the most compassionate, it should be Xu Sizhe.

Lian Mo asked Cheng Mu, "Does the Xu family know?"

Cheng Mu shook his head: "Minister Xu's mother went abroad to visit the old lady, but she never came back."

Lian Mo was silent for a moment, and said, "Immediately send someone to pick them up and return to China."

In case Xu Sizhe couldn't make it through, at least let his family send him off for the last time, that was the only thing I could do for him.

"Yes, Your Excellency."

Cheng Mu walked to the elevator and called to order to go down.

Ji Yerong looked sideways at Lian Mo, and thought of someone, with worry in his voice: "Huo Yimo, do you also know?"

"People from the Huo family should have notified her, and they should be rushing back to Yancheng as soon as possible."

Ji Yerong lowered his eyes, and his curled eyelashes cast a faint blue shadow under his eyelids.

Lian Mo frowned: "Ayu—"

Ji Yerong's eyes turned to Xu Sizhe, who was unconscious in the ward again, as if he was talking to himself, "It's good for them to die, it's all over once, but those who stay are going through the most painful time in their lives."

Xu Sizhe is like this, so why not Huo Yimo!
Lian Mo wrapped his long arms around her shoulders, and kissed her tenderly on her forehead. He thought he was selfish, as long as his A Yu didn't have an accident, the life and pain of other people were not so important to him.

At the tomb of the ancestors of the Lian family, Yun Yingluo stood in front of the tombstone in black clothes, looking at Lian Zhen's tombstone, her expression was numb, her eyes were empty, and there was a sarcastic smile on her thin lips.

"Lian Zhen, she is indeed your good daughter! She is indeed your good daughter Lian Zhen, haha..."

She had fought with Lian Zhen all her life. She thought she had won Lian Zhen, but she didn't expect that in the end, she would fall into the hands of Lian Jing, whom she loved, not Lian Mo, whom she had always hated.

How ridiculous it all is!

"Lian Zhen, you ruined my life alive, and your daughter took revenge on me for you when you died! You took revenge on all of us, are you satisfied and happy now!?"

Yun Yingluo's thin body was precarious, and she fell to the ground, staring at Lian Zhen's tombstone with gloomy eyes, full of unwillingness and endless pain.

But how?
Lian Zhen is dead, and Lian Jing is also dead. She doesn't even have anyone to hate!
If time could be turned back and everything could be restarted, she would never choose to marry Lian Zhen, would not fall in love with Lian Zhen, even if her father kicked him out of Yun's house and had nothing, she would never marry Lian Zhen.

She was in so much pain in this life that she was dying of pain.

Thinking of Liancheng, thinking of Lian Zhan, tears welled up unexpectedly, flooding wantonly on his cheeks.

Today, she finally lost any posture, no strength to support herself, and cried bitterly in despair and helplessness.

"Yingluo." A hoarse voice sounded, filled with distress, Murong Zhuang squatted down, and didn't care if it was in front of Lian Zhen, and directly hugged her into his arms.

"It's gone, it's gone..." Yun Yingluo wept in his arms.

Murong Zhuang held her tightly in his arms, the tears on her face broke his heart, "Why? You and me, I've always been here."

He has been here waiting for her all his life.

Yun Yingluo stared at his affectionate eyes with tears in her eyes, her heart was pierced by a knife, and she couldn't stop shaking her head gently.

It's not worth it, it's not worth it, Zhuang.

Murong Zhuang's eyes were bloodshot, and he asked again: "Yingluo, are you willing to come with me? Let's leave this troubled place, and there will be only the two of us in the days to come, okay?"

Caught off guard, the tears in her eyes became more and more surging, Yun Yingluo cried so hard that she was almost suffocated, she covered her heart with her fingers, shook her head, her voice choked up: "I'm sorry..."

Murong Zhuang's expression darkened, the light in his eyes was extremely obscure.

He knew it would end like this.

have always known.

The Presidential Palace issued a press release, regarding the death of Huo Yuan and Lian Jing, Xu Sizhe had not passed the critical period, all the faults were pushed on Huo Yuan, the whole country M was in chaos, and the whole political circle was also in chaos.

Lian Mo took advantage of Huo Yuan's death, and actively suppressed leftist activists with Jiang Hanzhu, weakening their power. The Huo family members were even sent to other provinces, leaving several important positions, replaced by Lian Mo and People from Jiang Hanzhu.

In those few days, Lianmo was very busy every day, either in meetings or meeting all kinds of people, and he slept less than 4 hours a day, let alone spending time with Ayu.

In comparison, Ji Yerong was much more relaxed than him. He met with the soldiers and ghosts and was relieved to confirm that they were all safe.

As for Master Ye Jia, before she could go to see him, Ye Jia had brought Lin Qi along with him after rescuing soldiers and ghosts, and hurried back to the capital, because he missed the three little milk babies at home.

Ji Yerong called Ye Jia to thank him, but before Ye Jia finished speaking, Lin Qi snatched the phone.

Lin Qi's voice on the phone was cheerful, without the steadiness of being a mother at all, "Xiaoyeye, if you really want to thank us, give birth to a daughter quickly! Our son is short of a wife, it's really impossible, you give birth to a son for them It's okay to come out, anyway, I don't mind!"

Ye Jia next to him couldn't bear it anymore, quickly took the phone back, and easily threw Lin Qi on the bed with a big palm, warning in a cold voice: "Go and feed the baby honestly!"

How old are their children, marrying a wife?Still out?
She doesn't mind, it depends on whether he agrees or not!
This Lin Qi will always look unreliable and immoral!But he was destined to be eaten to death by her.

Ye Jia couldn't help sighing, sometimes he really wanted to strangle her to death, otherwise he would be mad at her sooner or later.

"Master and apprentice, this is not an example." Ye Jia cut off the phone with a "snap".

Because Lin Qi stretched out his long legs lying on the bed, and kicked Ye Jia's waist with his toes, "You really want me to feed them? Are you sure you won't poison them to death, or choke to death?"

Huo Yimo rushed back to Yancheng and saw Huo Yuan placed in the dilapidated funeral parlor. It was deserted and gloomy, and no one cared about him.

At the same time, Xu Sizhe in the Royal Hospital woke up.

Yan Xi said that he was out of danger.

The Xu family breathed a sigh of relief, and Ji Yerong, who received the call, also breathed a sigh of relief.

The day of Lian Jing's burial was cloudy and rainy. I don't know if it was a coincidence or fate's ill intentions again. That day was also the day when Huo Yuan was cremated.

(End of this chapter)