CHAPTER 1222: CHAPTER 1222: THE PERSON WITH THE BEST LUCK

Because Wenren Pingting is pregnant, she naturally cannot continue kneeling.

Prime Minister Wenren quickly helped his daughter to stand and sit by a chair, then scolded softly.

"Look at you, running around everywhere while pregnant, isn’t it better to rest well in the Ownerless Land given how dangerous it is outside?"

Wenren Pingting smiled a bit sheepishly; she had only recently discovered her pregnancy.

Mr. Dan He said it was just full-term.

That means it happened before leaving the Ownerless Land.

But back then she didn’t feel a thing and just followed along since everyone was going out for a spring outing.

Fortunately, the journey was not arduous, and the women hardly needed to be at the front lines, let alone fight. It really did feel like a spring outing.

When Mr. Dan He announced her pregnancy, she was stunned for a while, unable to react.

Hearing this, Prime Minister Wenren couldn’t help but burst into laughter, nodding repeatedly saying: "This is very good, very good. You don’t need to feel any burden, being unconcerned with imperial politics cannot harm you. If there is truly a successor, then it’s time to step back. Just as well, I have reached the age of retirement; once things settle here, I’ll join you in the Ownerless Land to enjoy some leisure with my grandchildren."

"Alright, father-in-law! I will certainly care for you like my own father."

"Haha, good."

The State Preceptor had once said during a life reading that among the Former Emperor’s many sons, Yuwen Luanfei’s fate was the best, which is why the Former Emperor always favored Yuwen Luanfei a bit more.

And indeed, it turns out to be true now.

Among many Princes, only Yuwen Luanfei survived, moreover, his family is complete and happy.

Like Prime Minister Wenren, others who survived the hardships were the lucky surviving citizens.

Originally, the vast Imperial Capital had more than 300,000 people, but now fewer than 30,000 remained.

The rest all became Underworld Soldiers.

These fewer than 30,000 people heard someone outside shouting continuously: "The Underworld Soldiers have retreated, the crisis is over, if any survivors remain, come out quickly."

"The Underworld Soldiers have retreated, the crisis is over, if any survivors remain, come out quickly."

"The Underworld Soldiers have retreated, the crisis is over, if any survivors remain, come out quickly."

This shouting seemed like the crow of a rooster welcoming the end of a long, dark night.

The people couldn’t help but perk up their ears. They were hesitant to believe it at first, but gradually they began to stir.

Soon sounds came from cellars, kitchens, beams—people began to emerge.

It had been a very, very long time since they had been above ground.

For months, the streets were dominated by Underworld Soldiers, filled with their low growls and the sound of them chewing on raw flesh. But now, there were only the living on the streets.

Everyone was initially stunned, then realized they were indeed saved, the Underworld Soldiers were truly gone.

So more and more people rushed into the streets, cheering, rejoicing, waving and crying with joy.

"Heaven has opened its eyes, the Underworld Soldiers have finally retreated!"

"Wuuu wuuu wuuu wuuu... Father, Mother! The Underworld Soldiers have retreated! Your child has survived!"

"Wuuu wuuu wuuu wuuu..."

For a moment, the Imperial Capital was filled with cries reaching the heavens.

Like this, after two consecutive days of shouting, all the remaining survivors were finally gathered together.

Li Wenli and Bai Junjun did not wish to claim credit, and still let the Imperial Court Officials of the capital oversee the situation.

However, these Imperial Court Officials had basically been through Ghost Gate Pass, so they really had no interest in holding office anymore. Compared to a peaceful old age, everything else seemed trivial.