Chapter 1737 He Called Me Father?
r and rubbed their heads against his thighs.Mo Junyi reached out and rubbed their heads, then turned his head to look at the rest of the tigers, sighing softly. "Today, we have a hard battle to fight....After Han Yun finished speaking, seeing that Mo Yunjing still had no reaction, he shook his head, “I just think you worry too much and don't trust your princess.”
"Instead of letting her worry like this, why not face it head-on What if your Queen has the ability to heal you"
Han Yun's words make some sense. There are no evaluation standards for An Xue Tang's medical skills, but it is undeniable that her skills are indeed superb.
But Mo Yunjing at this moment wasn't interested in hearing these words.
He had once considered all the hypothetical situations that Han Yun had spoken of, but he ultimately dismissed them all.
His queen's medical skills were indeed excellent, but she also had patients or injuries that she could not cure.
What happened to the injuries on his face, he knew better than anyone else.
So, at this moment, he didn't want to hear Han Yun's assumptions.
She then raised her eyes to look at Han Yun, her voice sharp and magnetic, "You should go back."
Han Yun: “!”
Knowing he wasn't willing to listen, it was best not to say any more at this point.
Once Mo Yunjing makes up his mind, it's almost impossible to dissuade him.
unless that person is... the Northern Border Princess.
At this moment, one couldn't tell what thoughts were running through Han Yun's mind. His eyes flickered slightly, but ultimately, he sighed inwardly and turned to leave.
But just as he reached the cave entrance, Mo Yunjing's warning voice rang out from behind him, "Don't talk nonsense to her."
Han Yun: "..."
What he wanted to do, as expected, couldn't be hidden from Mo Yun Jing. His footsteps paused at the entrance of the cave for a moment, then he left without looking back.
Mo Yun Jing's deep eyes stared at the direction he left, lost in thought for a long time.
In fact, he had just come down the mountain and was hiding in the shadows watching her busy preparing the meal.
There were many people in the courtyard, but his deep and obscure eyes could always easily lock onto her figure.
However, he couldn't approach her, couldn't get close. Even just gazing at her from afar was a rare and precious wish.
He tried hard to ignore her figure, her emotions, and even the feelings that stirred within him. His limbs felt heavy and numb, a chilling sensation coursing through his entire body. He felt like he was bound by chains.
I really miss her, and I long to go back and hug her. But every time I imagine my own terrifying face now, I can only restrain myself.
Seeing her moving in and out of the kitchen, he almost couldn't help but take a step forward, run out to hug her, but in the end, he could only close his eyes and bear it, doing nothing. He turned around and left dejectedly.
He no longer deserves to stand before her, she cherished his face the most.
With such a horrifying visage, how could he possibly bear to show his face to her
To put it bluntly, he was afraid, afraid of seeing the disdain on her face.
I'm afraid she'll be frightened when she sees this face.
He could still remember, the moment he unveiled his face before Han Yun. Han Yun's subconscious flinch, her shocked expression like a piece of half-rotten wood, rooted in place.
Han Yun is his brother, no matter what emotion he shows, even if it's disgust, he can just ignore it.
But he couldn't ignore any subtle expression on An Xue Tang's face.
An Xuetang is his queen, his salvation, the woman he loves most in his life.
He knew he couldn't stand her very disdainful look.
Mo Yunjing clenched his fists, his deep eyes gradually turning crimson.
After a moment, a sudden punch landed on the stone wall, shaking the entire cave. Several stones even fell from the ceiling of the mountaintop.
......
After Han Yun came down the mountain, she went straight to the courtyard where An Xue Tang and Feng Ming were now.
He originally wanted to go back to that small wooden house, he really didn't want to face An Xuetang and Fengming.
Thinking about the commotion caused by the corpse, An Xuetang and Feng Ming must have guessed that he cooperated with Mo Yunjing's play.
So at this point, knowing he was in the wrong and not daring to face An Xuetang and Feng Ming.
Unfortunately, just as he came down the mountain and was about to return to his small cabin, he was stopped by several of his subordinates.
It turned out that Feng Ming had instructed them to return and guard the place. If he came back, they were to let him eat in that courtyard.
According to what these men are saying, Feng Ming has already set out the wine and wants to drink with him all night long until they are both drunk.
He stood there, his murky eyes flickering before he could only helplessly change direction and walk toward the courtyard.
He knows Fengming. If he doesn't appear tonight, Fengming will probably come and capture people himself.
What appears to be a night of unrestrained revelry is in reality nothing more than a grand feast orchestrated for your downfall.
As expected, he shouldn't have agreed to cooperate with Mo Yunjing in this play.
The play isn't well performed and has been seen through by An Xuetang and Feng Ming.
With such a petty and vindictive nature, Feng Ming will definitely seek revenge.
I just don't know, what is Feng Ming trying to do at this Hong Men Banquet tonight
With a heart full of trepidation, Han Yun walked step by step toward the courtyard. An Xue Tang and Feng Ming were still inside the house.
Two men from the Qingyun Pavilion were left in the courtyard, guarding it. After their meal, the others had dispersed, taking up positions at the village entrance and throughout the village.
As soon as Han Yugang stepped into the courtyard, An Xue Tang and Feng Ming inside the house already noticed him.
Feng Ming was sitting in An Xue Tang's room at that moment, hearing the movement in the courtyard. His sharp eyes narrowed slightly, and a hint of a smile played on his lips.
At this time, he turned his head to look at An Xuetang who was sitting by the bed, "A Tang, would you like to go out for a meal"
An Xuetang looked up at him, glanced at his unkind expression, and rarely curved her lips into a smile. "Brother, why don't you accompany Lord Han to eat first I'll join later."
Feng Ming raised his eyebrows and said, "Very well, lest your presence hinder my performance."
..."... "
An Xuetang smiled helplessly and nodded, "Lord Han has worked hard all the way. Brother, you should be more relaxed."
"Each man has his own measure."
After saying that, Feng Ming slowly stood up. He twisted his neck and then turned to leave.
He opened the door and saw Han Yun standing in the yard at once.
At this moment, quite a few oil lamps have been lit in the courtyard, so it is still quite bright.
The moment he saw the phoenix cry, Han Yun turned and wanted to leave.
Though Feng Ming’s lips curved into a smile, it was a smile that sent chills down one's spine.
He wasn't new to Feng Ming, so as soon as he saw his expression, he knew that if he stayed any longer, he would be the one in trouble.
But since others have already come, how could Feng Ming let him leave just like that
... At some point, Feng Ming's right hand had already picked up several silver needles. As Han Yun hurriedly turned around to leave the courtyard, the silver needles in his hand suddenly shot out.
"!"
Han Yun's face changed, and she quickly dodged to the side.
A few silver needles grazed his cheek before plunging into the nearby branches.
Looking at the silver needles embedded in the branches, Han Yun frowned and turned to glare angrily at Feng Ming, "Are you crazy If it weren't for my decent skills, wouldn't I have died here tonight"
"..." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!
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