>>As soon as the words left his mouth, Mo Yun Jing pushed open the door and entered.
Feng Ming didn't say anything when he saw him, just got up from the edge of the bed and made way for Mo Yun Jing.
Mo Yunjing walked to the bedside, his deep black eyes, which could not read his emotions, remained fixed on An Xuetang's face.
After a moment of silence, Mo Yunjing's voice was low, "It's serious?"
All are intelligent people, Feng Ming knows he doesn't need to explain in detail, Mo Yun Jing also knows what An Xue Tang's appearance means.
He hummed, "She's taken it twice in these few days. The medicine she altered is very harmful to the body. Luckily, this girl knew beforehand and took some herbs to regulate her internal organs, so she's been able to hold on until now."
Mo Yunjing still looked down at her, "How long will it take to recover?"
"Tomorrow I'll use qigong to heal her again. Those medicinal supplements of hers are ineffective. Eating them for a day or two should be enough to recover."
After Feng Ming finished speaking, he turned his head to look at Mo Yunjing, “You brought that woman back, that person will definitely come looking for her. Do you have any thoughts on this?”
Mo Yunjing's eyes were dark and unreadable. After a moment of silence, he said, "It would be best if you came back."
Feng Ming raised an eyebrow. "Suit yourself."
The two fell silent again. After a moment, Mo Yunjing bent down and scooped up An Xuetang, walking straight back to Jingtang Garden next door.
Mo Yunjing placed An Xuetang onto the bed. An Xuetang moved, her brow slightly furrowed, mumbling, "Brother, don't tell Ajing about my injury, he'll worry."
Mo Yunjing's pair of obsidian eyes held emotions unknown to others. He stared intently at An Xuetang's face, and after a while, he couldn't help but reach out and smooth the furrowed brows on her forehead.
An Xue Tang smacked her lips, her breathing still heavy.
Mo Yunjing also got into bed. As soon as he was under the covers, An Xuetang seemed to sense it and unconsciously shifted closer to him.
She naturally placed her hand on Mo Yunjing's chest. Perhaps she felt the heat, she curled up and burrowed deeper into Mo Yunjing's arms, mumbling in his ear, "A-Jing~"
Mo Yunjing lowered his eyes to look at her. At her kind of dependence, a slight upturn appeared on the corner of his mouth. Then, he reached out and pulled her closer into his embrace, bringing them even closer together.
An Xuetang moved again in his arms, as if searching for a more comfortable position. Finally, her face was still resting against his chest as it had been before.
Mo Yunjing lowered his eyes to look at her for a moment, then leaned down and kissed her on the forehead, closing his eyes slowly.
The long night stretches on, the window is quiet and the wind is gentle.
This is a rare night of tranquility.
The next day, as soon as An Xuetang woke up, she met Mo Yunjing's pair of dark and unclear eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.
She wasn't stupid either, it seemed that her family member Ajing had already found out, but what could she do? It was within her expectations anyway. At least she hadn't let him see her most embarrassing moment, which was satisfying enough.
Before Mo Yunjing could speak, An Xuetang gave a sheepish smile and then proactively confessed.
As the saying goes, confessing leads to leniency, while resistance results in strictness. She thought that as long as she sincerely apologized, her family member Ajing shouldn't make things difficult for her, right?
The facts are also true. Mo Yunjing didn't say a single word of blame to her. Just these past two days, he hasn't allowed her to leave the courtyard. Even when she wanted to make medicine for Fengming, she could only do it in her own courtyard and then let Fengming come over to drink it.
Mo Yunjing didn't have the injured Feng Ming sent to An Xuetang for treatment. He came personally.
After taking the tonic and with Mo Yun Jing performing two sessions of qigong daily to heal her injuries, An Xue Tang's health visibly improved.
Two days later, An Xuetang finally couldn't stand still. She wanted to leave Jingtang Garden, but who knew that Shou'er and Kang'er, the two maidservants, still blocked her way.
An Xuetang narrowed her eyes slightly, "What are you doing?"
Shour and Kang looked at each other. Shour pursed her lips and said, "Your Highness, the King specifically instructed that you may not leave the palace today."
This ink cloud landscape!
An Xuetang sighed helplessly, "Don't listen to him. I know my own body best, and I'm really fine."
Even though she said so, Shou'er and Kang'er still refused to let go.
She suddenly looked at the next courtyard, "Older brother, you say something for me? These two little girls won't listen to me."
Feng Ming walked over at a leisurely pace, he stood at the entrance of the courtyard, raising an eyebrow, "Where do you want to go?"
"I want to go see Chi'er."
Zhi'er is still in a vegetative state, but she had previously found that the hematoma on Zhi'er's back of the head was showing signs of dissipation. If she didn't go see her for two days, perhaps her condition would improve and she might wake up soon.
At his words, Feng Ming was not at all surprised.
Seeing no disagreement on Feng Ming's face, An Xuetang thought he had agreed. She was about to step out when this time, Feng Ming personally stopped her.
Feng Ming grabbed her wrist, pulling her back. An Xue Tang hadn't reacted yet when Feng Ming pressed her onto the chair.
"Be good."
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They blocked her one by one. At this time, An Xuetang didn't know what she was thinking. She suddenly stood up, her brow furrowed, "What's going on? Didn't Ajing enter the palace?"