Chapter 617 What Did He Master?

eover, this trip would only take an hour or two, which she didn't think was a big deal.But looking at Ning'er and Shou'er's expressions, she knew that this wouldn't work.In the end, Shou'er remained.N...An Xue Tang had made up her mind, and she demonstrated her dressing speed in front of Mo Yun Jing.

Mo Yunjing narrowed his eyes slightly, having to admit that An Xue Tang's decisiveness was something even he, a man, might find hard to match, let alone other women in the world!

But the more perfect she seemed, the more he felt that her life must have been incredibly hard before he met her.

Because whether it's An Xuetang's dressing speed, her running speed, or even her agility, and her ability to tame beasts, etc., all these known and unknown abilities of hers definitely weren't innate.

The more perfect she is at this, the more dangerous her past life must have been. How could someone willingly endure so much hardship and suffering to cultivate such skills unless they were driven to it

At this moment, An Xuetang didn't even have time to notice his furrowed brows or the tenderness in his eyes. After putting on her self-sewn sportswear, she turned to Mo Yunjing:

"Ah Jing, you listen to me and behave well at home. I'm going with my elder brother for a while. Don't worry about me, Eleven and the others are coming with me too. We'll be fine, besides, I still have so many poisons."

As they spoke, An Xuetang took out a few packets of medicinal powder from the wardrobe and tucked them into her pocket.

She had previously found the clothes here too complicated to wear and inconvenient, so she made herself many sets of these comfortable and practical clean-cut outfits.

She also made a few sets for Mo Yunjing, but he hasn't had a chance to wear them yet.

Taking the poison, An Xue Tang didn't waste any time and rushed outside.

Mo Yunjing looked at her back and shook his head with a smile.

He followed him out, and in the courtyard Eleven, Yunliu, and Fengming were waiting for him.

An Xuetang ran out. She was still wearing the face of 'Tang Bai', but besides Eleven, everyone else knew who she really was.

Everyone cast curious glances at An Xuetang's outfit.

An Xuetang walked straight up to Feng Ming, "Brother, I'll go with you. Ajing was stabbed in the abdomen, he can't go."

Feng Ming wanted to stop her, but seeing how interested she was, he thought for a moment and nodded slightly.

And Eleven, hearing An Xue Tang's voice at this moment, immediately understood what had happened to Yun Liu's previous reaction.

Just as Eleven was seriously thinking about whether he had spoken ill of Tang Bai, Mo Yunjing walked out. He looked at Yun Liu and Eleven with a blank expression and said coldly, "After you figure it out, handle it directly."

Yunliu and Shiyi looked at each other, then pursed their lips and raised their hands in salute, saying in unison, “Yes.”

Having stayed by the prince's side for so long, they all understood what he meant.

This time... there is no escape.

Feng Ming glanced at Mo Yun Jing, "Since that's the case, this seat will take them with me. Xun Luo and Ning'er have been tracking Shi Jiu, and they will leave signals along the way for this seat."

Mo Yunjing slightly nodded, "Thank you."

Phoenix chirps rarely got a thank you from Mo Yunjing, he raised an eyebrow:

"This isn't for you, but for A Tang. There's danger around you, and as your queen, she'd be in danger too. So I'm just eliminating potential threats for my dear A Tang."

An Xuetang curled her lips into a smile. “Alright, let's go.”

"Let's go," Feng Ming said. He immediately carried An Xuetang in his arms and flew over the courtyard wall, leaping away without giving her a chance to say goodbye to Mo Yunjing.

Yunliu and Shiyi bowed to Mo Yunjing, then flew onto the wall courtyard and followed him.

Mòyúnjǐng's deep eyes stared in the direction they left, until their figures disappeared from sight. Then, Yún Sì appeared in the courtyard.

"Your Highness, the Crown Prince asks for you to come."

Mo Yunjing turned his head slightly and gave a slight nod. "Hmm."

Now Mo Yunchen has moved back to the main house from the sterile room. His arm, under An Xuetang's treatment, has regained sensation. Since he can feel pain in his arm, it means that the hand was truly reattached.

When Mo Yunjing came in, he saw Mo Yunchen staring at his own arm, as if he were clenching his fist tightly.

"Brother, there's no need to rush." Mo Yunjing spoke. "Tangtang said your arm shouldn't be used too hard yet."

Mo Yunchen relaxed obediently and helplessly smiled, "Brother, I can't believe it myself, my hand is actually salvageable."

After saying that, he suddenly changed his expression, looking up at Mo Yunjing with a serious expression, "Ajing, who is she"

Mo Yunjing's eyebrows furrowed slightly. He walked straight over and sat down, pouring a cup of tea for Mo Yunchen as he spoke, "Brother Huang, what do you mean by that"

"An Xuetang, who is she"

Mo Yunjing paused his hand mid-pour, but only for a moment. He continued pouring tea for himself, placed the teapot down, and then looked at Mo Yunchen, "She is my queen, the only mistress of the Beijang Wangfu."

Mo Yunchen narrowed his eyes, "A-Jing, you know exactly what I'm asking. Your wife is extraordinary."

"Brother, how could you tell she wasn't ordinary She's just an average woman, nothing special."

"No, she is far from ordinary."

Mo Yunchen looked at Mo Yunjing with unwavering determination. "The things she knows are strange and unusual. She can provide the Beijang army with such weapons, and her medical skills go against common sense. It's not ordinary treatment."

And what about Master Ming Deng's prophecies Why did she prophesy those things If she were an ordinary person, why would Master Ming Deng, a respected figure, make such predictions

"Ajing, from these things, can you really say An Xuetang is a normal person"

Mo Yunjing's eyes were deep and he remained silent for a moment before fixing his gaze on Mo Yunchen's. "Brother Emperor, who else has been whispering in your ear"

Mo Yunchen pursed his lips and shook his head, saying, “No one dared to gossip about my brother. Just tell me, which of what I just said is false”

"So, what is it that Your Majesty wishes to say"

Mo Yunchen pursed his lips, "She's not a human, but a fairy."

"...""...

Mo Yunjing frowned, "Brother Emperor, don't talk nonsense. There are no demons and ghosts in this world. Tangtang is a normal person, a human being with blood and flesh. As for what you said, those are her skills. This world is so vast, it's normal for her to meet some capable people who teach her some skills."

"Mo Yunjing, why don't you understand your elder brother's words This An Xue Tang is definitely not the original An Xue Tang. She has blood, flesh, and a heartbeat, but her core might have been replaced long ago."

Mo Yunjing heard Mo Yunchen's words, his hands instantly tightened. Although he hadn't made An Xuetang confirm it with her own mouth, he was clear in his heart that the current An Xuetang wasn't the one who grew up in Lingshui Village.

This matter, besides him, only Fengming knew. But... how could the imperial brother know And why could he say it so firmly, did he have some informationned, and he nodded. "The news of the Northern Border Princess giving birth has spread, and the Emperor received this message today as well."Let me know if you have any other text you'd like translated...