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"Don't cry, sister. Don't cry." Bo Qing didn't know how to coax people. Seeing her crying more and more sadly, the eldest brother lowered his head and shed tears. He couldn't help but burst into tears as well, wiping his tears and running out.
Hao'er and the other two stayed in the courtyard and did not leave. Besides, the South Courtyard was relatively remote, and there was a lot of bustle and movement of servants from the mansion in front, but the South Courtyard was still quiet and peaceful.
Seventeen was guarding outside. He was anxious and worried because he had heard the news from other secret guards. He didn't know what was happening with the eldest young master.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Bo Qing walking towards him while crying and wiping his tears. He hurried forward and called out, "Master Qing, what's wrong with you?"
Bo Qing glanced at him and ignored him, still crying as he walked towards the South Courtyard.
Seeing this, Seventeen hurried to the gate of the South Courtyard and said inside: "Master Hao, Master Qing is here."
“Wuwu... Wuwu..." Bo Qing walked in while crying, and when he stood in front of the three people, he couldn't stop crying.
Hao'er, Muchen and Muyue in the courtyard couldn't help but look at each other. Yue'er couldn't help but ask, "Brother Boqing, why are you crying? Did Uncle Ning hit you?"
“Wuwu… No, no, wuwu…” Boqing cried and sobbed.
"Then what's wrong with you?" Mu Chen asked. He couldn't bear to see this boy, who was a head taller than him, crying like this.
"Wuwuwu... My uncle, my uncle is going to wuwuwu... He is going to die, wuwuwu..."
He said intermittently: "Wuwuwu... I, I told my eldest brother and Xue'er and my sister Xue'er that uncle would be fine, but, but, there was a lot of blood on my uncle's body, and, and he couldn't be woken up. The servants in the mansion were all saying that uncle, uncle was going to die, wuwuwu... I, I don't want uncle to die, I don't want uncle to die, wuwuwu..."
Upon hearing this, Mu Chen and Mu Yue were both stunned. Is Uncle Hong, who had a cold face but sent them gifts, going to die
Haoer frowned, his stern face darkened, he looked at Seventeen who was standing beside him, and asked, "What's going on?"
"The eldest young master encountered an ambush on his way back, and all the guards accompanying him were killed. The secret guards tried their best to rescue him, but I heard that he was seriously injured. The doctor said that he might not survive the night." Seventeen hurriedly told him the news he knew.
Hearing this, Haoer remained silent, not saying a word, and no one knew what he was thinking about.
“Wuwu… Big brother, Xueer and sister Xueer have been crying the whole time. I, I’m so scared too, wuwu…” Bo Qing sobbed softly.
"Brother Boqing, don't cry. Uncle Hong will be fine." Yue'er stood on tiptoe and patted his head gently.
"Chen'er, Yue'er." Hao'er looked at them and said, "Go and keep Bowen and Xue'er company!"
"Where's my brother?" Mu Chen looked at him and asked.
Haoer thought for a moment and said, "I'll go see Uncle Hong."
"Okay." Mu Chen nodded and said to Bo Qing, "Don't cry. Boys can't cry easily."
"Shiqi, take them over there!" Haoer looked at Shiqi and ordered.
"Yes." Seventeen responded, and then left with the three children.