Chapter 1775: Important Herbs

Ruer's death sentence can be avoided, but living punishment is inevitable. Without giving her a taste of her own medicine, she'll think that An Xuetang is someone with no temper!Mo Junyi understood,...Feng Ming didn't beat around the bush. Her slightly sunken eyes stared at him, and she directly asked, "If this face still can't be healed in the future, what do you plan to do Are you even thinking about pushing away A Tang"

If Mo Yun Jing dared to have those messy thoughts again, he would strike now, so his A Tang wouldn't have to waste her time healing his face.

Mo Yunjing knew he was worried about something, chuckled softly, "Since I've already appeared, do you think I would leave easily"

“Besides, my absence isn't just because of this face, the most important thing is the poison on it.”

This poison has invaded his body, Yun Rui's strike was aimed at taking his life, so the poison coated on the sword at the time was extremely difficult to dissolve.

After he woke up, heaven knows how much pain he endured.

This poison is not only difficult to antidote, but also tortures the person.

After the toxins spread throughout his body, the pain he endured would grow increasingly severe.

He was afraid that one day, he wouldn't be able to hold back and would reveal his true feelings in front of his beloved Tangtang.

He didn't want her to see him in pain, didn't want to see a sad expression on her beautiful face.

This was the most important reason why he wanted to fake his death at the time.

The greatest pain in the world is to get something and then lose it.

He was afraid his sugar wouldn't be able to handle it.

After Mo Yunjing finished speaking, Feng Ming didn't respond.

After a moment, Feng Ming said softly, "That's true, how much worse could things get Anyway, you listen to me carefully, you are her husband now."

"She has never been an unreasonable person. If there's anything, discuss it among yourselves and don't let her suffer the pain of losing a loved one again."

Feng Ming's words were directed at Mo Yun Jing, and she said them earnestly, so she didn't notice An Xue Tang who was slowly walking towards them.

As An Xuetang approached, she vaguely heard him seem to say a word: Pain

Her eyes widened involuntarily, and she suddenly ran towards the two of them, her voice filled with worry, "Ouch, where does it hurt Ajing, are you feeling unwell somewhere"

“......”

Feng Ming was about to roll her eyes at her anxious words.

Since finding Mo Yunjing, his younger sister has had almost nothing but Mo Yunjing in her eyes, mind, and heart.

Everything reminds me of him.

But just hearing the word 'pain', she subconsciously associated it with Mo Yunjing's wound.

Feng Ming couldn't help but think, why can't she be a little more ambitious

Ming Ming Mo Yun Jing this person a few days ago still hurt her to the point of life and death.

But she didn't seem to care about Mo Yunjing's previous actions. Instead, as soon as she saw the wounds on his body and face, she almost surrendered and softened her heart.

Where else would they care that Mo Yunjing had wanted to fake his death a few days ago, tricking her into returning to the capital.

Over these past few days of travel, she even treated Mo Yunjing like an helpless child, wanting to do almost everything for him herself.

I even want to feed him every meal myself.

Looking at her actions over the past few days, even he, as her older brother, couldn't stand it.

Seeing her rush over, Feng Ming immediately got up and said rather irritably, "Look at him, where does it hurt Your brother was just discussing this word with him, why are you so nervous"

"An Xuetang didn't believe it, she narrowed her eyes slightly, "What are you guys talking about this for"

As she finished speaking, she had already walked to Mo Yun Jing's side, squatting down. She hurriedly placed the collected herbs aside and focused her gaze on Mo Yun Jing. "A-Jing, are you truly not feeling unwell"

Mo Yunjing let out a light chuckle, shook his head, and slowly raised his hand to gently rub her head. "Really nothing's wrong, your brother was just warning me. If I dare make you cry again, he'll make me suffer."

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An Xuetang couldn't stand it any longer, immediately turned her head and glared at Feng Ming, "Brother, Ajing is still a patient, what are you saying these things to him for"

Mo Yunjing mentioned this topic, and she knew without thinking that Feng Ming must have been speaking up for her.

She might have mentioned some of the hardships she had suffered these days, but she didn't want Mo Yunjing to know about them.

He is now suffering physically, and if he knew what she had been through before, it would only make him feel more guilty and remorseful.

Seeing her so protective, Feng Ming gave the couple a cold look and immediately raised his hand to gently tap his forehead:

"Alright, I've meddled too much in your affairs. Forget it, I don't want to deal with your petty squabbles anyway."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at the sky and continued, "Looking at the sun, Master Han should be almost back. What would you like to eat tonight I'll go hunting."

For the past few days of their journey, they had almost exclusively eaten food found in the area around Mountain Three Mile.

Moreover, Feng Ming wasn't exaggerating. If An Xue Tang wanted any kind of game meat, Feng Ming could find it in the mountains.

The mountain trails they walked along were near a river teeming with fish. Even if An Xue Tang wanted to eat fish, Feng Ming could find some very quickly.

However, An Xue Tang didn't want him to go through so much trouble, so she ate the easiest-to-find wild chicken, rabbit, and mushrooms in the mountains these days.

"Hearing Feng Ming say this, An Xuetang thought for a moment and said, 'Let's have chicken stewed with mushrooms today. It just so happens that I can stew some chicken soup for my little Jing.'"

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Feng Ming thought to himself that he shouldn't have asked that question just now.

Anyway, no matter how he asked her questions, the last sentence of his sister's answer would always leave him in a foul mood. He could bear to take care of her, but now he also had to accommodate Mo Yunjing, who made him feel irritated.

Thinking about this, he suddenly glanced at Mo Yunjing, snorted coldly, and then turned to go deeper into the mountains.

Along the way, An Xuetang had already picked quite a few mushrooms, so as long as they caught some wild chicken or rabbit, they could have a meal ready quickly.

After Feng Ming left, An Xue Tang was still squatting beside Mo Yun Jing. At this time, Mo Yun Jing exerted a force on his hand and pulled her up, sitting beside him, afraid that she would get numb legs from squatting for too long.

After settling down, An Xuetang still carefully scrutinized his expression. Seeing that he didn't show anything out of the ordinary, she felt a little relieved, but she still asked, "Are you really not feeling unwell"

Mo Yunjing let out a light chuckle, "Truly not uncomfortable."

After that, he glanced at the herbs lying on the ground and changed the subject, "These herbs are important. What use could they possibly have"

When An Xue Tang saw these herbs just now, her eyes lit up. He didn't need to ask, he guessed that these herbs might be very useful to her.

Otherwise, the usually composed her wouldn't have shown such a delighted expression.

Talking about this, An Xuetang almost excitedly said that if it was used as a face-painting herb.

But thinking about how things haven't even started, it's best not to say anything beforehand so as not to give him false hope.

If the prescription doesn't work, it will only disappoint him further.

After some thought, she simply smiled faintly and gave a vague answer, "This herb is not common, and many people don't even know it's a medicinal plant."ster joined the Imperial Forest Army and fought his way out with his life.He designed assassination after assassination, and he was 'coincidentally' saved time and again. Only then did the puppet empe...