On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Chapter 1875 Cowards and Heroes

Zhao Laosan turned around and looked at the silver ingots behind him.

"I guess he should be from the palace, but even if he is not, I believe the prince and princess will not ignore it."

Zhao Laosan signaled Wei Luting to push the silver ingot over.

In the end, Lou Tingyu also saw the opportunity and wanted to take action.

In that instant, Yinding, whose hands were tied behind his back, suddenly swung his hands, and the rope was thrown out and hit Zhao Laosan in the face.

Zhao Laosan was startled. The blow came so fast and hard that the silver ingot was thrown out with great force, and it hurt quite a lot.

The place was narrow, and it was difficult for the men to move. They hesitated and were stunned for a moment. When they came to their senses and wanted to fight back, it was too late.

Yinding grabbed Zhao Laosan by the collar and swung him forward with force.

With a "pop", Zhao Laosan was thrown to the feet of Huo Changhe and Yan Ruyu like a broken sack.

Zhao Laosan was so dizzy and his bones were broken after the fall that he couldn't get up for a while.

Zhao Laosan raised his neck to look at Huo Changhe and Yan Ruyu who were looking down at him: "..."

The other three "farmers" were also shocked when they saw this. No one had expected that the little fat man who was knocked unconscious by them would have such means.

The two men raised their knives and started to chop, but Yinding was not in a hurry. He pressed down their knives in two or three strokes and kicked one of them to the ground.

The remaining person was shocked, took a step back and looked at Wei Luting: "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and do it!"

Wei Luting drew his sword, and Lou Tingyu also took out his sword, making up his mind that if Wei Luting really wanted to take action, he would not be polite either.

Lou Tingyu gripped the hilt of the sword, sweat oozing from his palms and his mind tense. At this moment, apart from staring at Wei Luting, he temporarily put everything else behind him.

The last farmer shouted and Wei Luting followed him with a knife in hand.

Both of them ran towards the silver ingot.

Lou Tingyu clenched his back teeth and thrust the sword forward.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Two consecutive beeps.

One is that the knife went through the chest and abdomen.

One is that the sword penetrates the muscles and bones.

The last "farmer" had not even touched the silver ingot with his knife or made a move when he was pierced through by Wei Luting behind him.

He looked down at the tip of the knife dripping with blood in front of him, unable to believe it. He wanted to turn around to look at Wei Luting behind him, but his body tilted and he fell down.

Everyone was stunned, including Yan Ruyu.

Wei Luting also lowered his head with a smile on his face.

The bloody smell quickly spread and filled the narrow space.

The stimulation made Lou Tingyu's confused mind regain rationality. He opened his lips slightly, loosened his clenched teeth, and with trembling hands, he loosened the hilt of the sword.

He subconsciously reached out and embraced the fallen Wei Luting.

Wei Luting's smile deepened, his eyes were full of warmth and no regrets.

"Lu Ting..." Lou Tingyu opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say except his name.

Wei Luting shook his head: "Listen to me."

"Tingyu, I'm sorry, I'm a coward," Wei Luting sighed, frowning slightly, "I was caught by Mr. Mo, and I couldn't stand the torture, so I promised him to help catch you."

"I know I can't hurt you, but I really can't bear it. I'm not afraid of death, but I'm afraid of being tortured and not being able to die."

Wei Luting forced a smile, his tone full of guilt: "I'm really sorry."

"I have been in Youcheng for some time, observing for some time, and I have also found out some things. The prince and princess are both good people. You are in the palace, but I have not found out any news about you. It shows that they protect you very well."

"But I don't have much time left. Mr. Mo fed me poison and sent people to secretly watch me."

"I must see you as soon as possible, but I can't drag you into danger. To apologize, I have to catch those people in one fell swoop."

Lou Tingyu burst into tears and grabbed his hand: "Stop talking."

"Tingyu," Wei Luting said, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, "I know you think so too, so I didn't say it explicitly. I know if I did, you would definitely not agree."

"I obeyed your wishes and ran away with you. While you were asleep, I went out to contact them and led them here..."

Wei Luting's voice gradually weakened: "You asked me if I would regret planting the trace silk with you."

"I don't regret it."

Wei Luting laughed: "I am not afraid of death, but I can't commit suicide, so I can only think of this method. I am willing to die in your hands."

"Lu Ting..." Lou Tingyu hugged him tightly, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

I'm sorry, I shouldn't have doubted you.

"I have nothing to be sorry about," Wei Luting looked at the night sky, "I buried the jade pendant given by the patriarch under the big locust tree. Please keep it for me."

"If you don't want to go back, leave it here."

Wei Luting slowly closed his eyes and whispered: "It's time for me to... take a good rest. You should also walk your own path well..."

Wei Luting is dead.

Lou Tingyu held his body and cried softly. His cries mixed with the wind in the alley, making a low sob.

Yan Ruyu felt sad and turned away.

Huo Changhe held her hand gently, comforting her silently.

No one expected that Wei Luting, who came to the door as an enemy, had the intention of dying from the very beginning.

He said he was a Confucian scholar, but he wasn't.

Being a hero isn't the only way to die.

Zhao Laosan and the two farmers were taken back, and the dead one was handed over to Yinding for disposal. As for Wei Luting, Huo Changhe ordered a grand funeral, which was arranged by Lou Tingyu.

Back at the palace, Zhao Laosan was brought up. Yan Ruyu stared at him solemnly without saying a word.

Just watching it like this made Zhao Laosan feel uneasy and a chill ran down his back.

About half a minute later, Song Ping came back with a few people.

Carrying a wooden box.

When Zhao Laosan saw the box, his body went limp. The little bit of hope in his heart and the excuses he had prepared to exonerate himself were all gone.

When the box was opened, there were some valuables, account books, and several secret letters inside.

People like Zhao Laosan are not qualified to contact Mr. Mo, exchange letters with him, or give orders. He is a traitor in Shencheng.

All the things have been searched out, there is no way to shirk responsibility, Zhao Laosan is a man who knows how to deal with things.

"Princess, if you want to know anything, I am willing to confess."

"I only ask that the princess can spare my life."

Zhao Laosan wiped his tears and said, "I have no choice. I was originally a small businessman in a small grocery store, living a stable life. Suddenly one night, someone came up to me and asked me to do this..."

"If I don't agree, my whole family will have a hard time living together. I really have no other choice."

Yan Ruyu asked: "Who is threatening you?"

Zhao Laosan thought for a moment and said, "I don't know... I really don't know. He covered it tightly and I couldn't see clearly."

Yan Ruyu glanced at him and ignored him, casually opening a letter. The date was half a year ago, and the content was nothing important, just about keeping an eye on the palace and observing the prince's movements.

It is almost the same as what Liu Chengzhi said before.

Focus on observation and lying dormant.

It's just this handwriting...