Chapter 598: Slapped Him Hard

part, her mind in a haze.She did want this woman to shut up, but unfortunately, she was powerless, unable even to speak. How could she possibly reprimand this oblivious womanShe had lived for thirty y...An Xuetang's curiosity was completely piqued by him. Sure enough, they must be hiding something from her!

Seeing Mo Yunchen stop speaking, An Xuetang narrowed her eyes, “Brother Emperor, what’s wrong today”

Mo Yunchen shook his head slightly, "It's nothing, just remember to have Yun Si send more people over."

This group of men, she had no idea what they were up to. Their secrecy completely piqued her curiosity.

However, An Xuetang was too lazy to guess. She naturally believed in Mo Yunjing. What she wanted to know now was just that she was afraid he would quietly go and do some dangerous things alone.

But these people didn't say anything, and she was too lazy to continue asking.

Leaving Mo Yunchen's courtyard, An Xuetang ran into an acquaintance, Jiang Qingyang.

Now that Jiang Qingyang sees An Xuetang, he can only bow and say, "I am Jiang Qingyang, I greet the Princess of Beijang."

"No gift necessary."

An Xuetang still had a token of immunity that Jiang Qingyang had given her, so in her heart, she didn't find Jiang Qingyang to be unfamiliar at all.

Since they had run into An Xue Tang anyway, Jiang Qing Yang directly inquired about Mo Yun Chen's condition, "Your Highness, how is the prince's arm recovering"

"Not bad, as long as he keeps changing the dressing daily and taking his medication on time, recovering to the expected state is completely fine. Just that he can't lift heavy objects with that hand afterwards, and can't wield swords or engage in martial arts. This is something you people around him need to remind him constantly."

Jiang Qingyang nodded slightly, "Rest assured, Your Highness. This matter is entrusted to me."

An Xue Tang wanted to turn and leave directly, but after thinking about it, she suddenly turned back, her probing gaze fixed on him, "Jiang Qing Yang, do you know what day it is today"

Jiang Qingyang thought seriously for a moment, shaking his head and saying, "Your Highness please enlighten me, I don't recall anything special about today."

Seeing his serious expression, An Xuetang shook her head. "Forget it, as if I didn't ask anything. You go see your older brother, I'm leaving first."

Having said that, An Xue Tang stopped lingering and turned back to Jingtang Garden. Ning'er carrying the medicine chest followed behind her.

Jiang Qingyang blinked, then thought carefully. He really didn't know what special day it was today.

Shou'er and Kang'er were already in the courtyard, organizing An Xue Tang's herbs. The other women either embroidered or read, wrote, played music or painted during their free time. If they had nothing else to do, they would go out with their maidservants to admire flowers.

An Xuetang was just the opposite. Whenever she had free time, she wasn't either concocting medicine or purchasing a variety of herbs to study and prepare her various antidotes and poisons.

What's more, her daily schedule now includes teaching Fengming how to perform surgery.

To better her teaching, An Xuetang even personally drew a diagram of human anatomy and explained it point by point to Feng Ming and Ning'er and the others. Although Feng Ming almost couldn't accept this kind of medical treatment method, she still studied very seriously.

Because he studies, only for An Xuetang. As long as it concerns An Xuetang, no matter how much he dislikes it or resists it, he will overcome it.

After entering the courtyard, An Xuetang's gaze swept across the yard and then landed on the open study door. She questioned with a hint of confusion, "Shou'er, where is my brother"

Logically, Fengming should be in her study researching anatomical diagrams by now. The fact that she's nowhere to be found indicates something is amiss.

Shouer put down her work and smiled at An Xue Tang, explaining, "Your Highness, the Valley Master told Shouer to tell you that he's learning this anatomy chart so quickly it's making him sick. So today, he wants to take a break and go for some fresh air."

"...An Xue Tang narrowed her eyes. Feng Ming didn't go early or late, but chose to go when Mo Yun Jing's whereabouts were mysterious!"

These two men really think she's stupid, don't they Do they actually think this will fool her

Hmph!

Let them come back, see if she doesn't give them a piece of her mind!

All day, An Xuetang had been compounding the follow-up ointment for Mo Yunchen. Because Mo Yunchen would be leaving the capital soon, she wanted to prepare as much ointment for him as possible.

Keeping busy, she had a rather fulfilling day, not having much time to think about other things during the day.

But as night fell, and she still didn't see Mo Yunjing or Feng Ming, she began to worry.

She thought that Mo Yunjing would be back tomorrow, but Phoenix could come back tonight. Who knew she waited until the middle of the night, and Phoenix still didn't return.

Waiting and waiting, as it was already late, An Xuetang bit her lip. She rushed to the door. Yun Si stood guard outside. Seeing her come out, he quickly bowed and asked, “Where is the princess going”

"This concubine isn't going anywhere. Yun Si, tell me the truth, where did your lord go And what about my elder brother, did he go to find A Jing Where are they two now"

Yun Si clasped his hands together and replied, "Your Highness, I truly don't know the whereabouts of His Royal Highness and young Master Feng."

"Now, Cloud Four, tell me truthfully, what did Na Ajing say to you before she left"

Yun looked emotionless, saying the same thing over and over: he didn't know.

An Xuetang was in a bad mood. Did this group of people think she wasn't important at all, one by one

She returned to the house somewhat angrily. Ning'er and Yun Si exchanged glances, nodded at each other, and then continued to guard their respective positions.

An Xuetang didn't sleep very soundly all night. Early in the morning, she got up and the first thing she said when she came out of her room was to ask if Mo Yunjing and Feng Ming were back.

It's clear that neither of them came back.

An Xuetang frowned, washing and eating absentmindedly.

On the way to change Mo Yunchen's dressing, she felt dizzy as she walked. At this time, Ning'er was holding the medicine box. When An Xuetang was about to fall down, Jiang Qingyang unexpectedly helped her up.

As if by coincidence, just as Jiang Qingyang helped her up, Yun Si walked over with a woman and happened to see the scene.

Yun Si's eyes darkened, and he quickened his pace toward An Xue Tang. The woman beside Yun Si saw this and froze in her place, momentarily forgetting to react.

Her eyes were fixed on Jiang Qingyang, a complex emotion flickering in their depths.

Actually, the moment Jiang Qingyang reached out to support An Xue Tang, Ning'er had already swiftly acted and pulled An Xue Tang into her arms.

After all, King Beijang has such a great temper. If he knew that the Princess had been hugged by another man, who knows how he would punish them

Ning'er frowned, worriedly saying, "My lady, what's wrong Are you feeling unwell"

An Xuetang was dazed, she leaned against Ning'er's bosom, "Ning'er let me recover slowly."

Ning'er didn't dare to speak. Yun Si walked over, as if wanting to say something, but Ning'er quickly stopped him with her eyes.

And Jiang Qingyang's eyes were always fixed on the girl in the distance, and that girl was also staring at him intently.

Jiang Qingyang was the first to recover. He looked at the girl and softly called out, "Qin'er."

He had scarcely finished speaking when the girl's eyes welled up with tears, and she turned and ran away.

Jiang Qingyang was taken aback. He wanted to take a step forward to chase after her, but the next instant the girl turned around and ran back.

Before he could even feel happy, the girl rushed up to him and slapped him hard across the face without a word.smile on her lips became even more pronounced.After returning to normal, the emperor hugged Chi'er even tighter, whispering into her ear as if making a promise, "My beloved consort, don't worry, I pro...