After all, it concerned the safety of both Doudou and BiBi. Ming Deng and his companions dared not delay too long. After giving their instructions, he led a large contingent of people to rush towards Beijang Wangfu.
Before we left, Ming Deng made sure everyone checked their supplies, reminding us to bring enough poison.
Every member of the Xiyu Evil Clan carries a large amount of poison. After all, the art of poison-making is a skill passed down through generations in their clan. Anyone who cannot make poison would be ashamed to call themselves a member of the Xiyu Evil Clan.
They have always relied on wit, not brute force, to prevail in their encounters with foreigners.
After all, in terms of martial arts skill, they were inferior to most masters in the Jianghu.
This time, we’re going to the Northern Border Prince’s Mansion. We’ll be facing not only masters from Xuntang Valley, but also the Cloud Army personally trained by Mo Yunjing.
These two groups of people are mostly stronger than the people from the Western Regions’ evil clan, so when they fight them, poison is indispensable, otherwise there would be no chance of winning at all.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the group arrived at the gates of the Beijang Prince’s Mansion.
They saw from afar that their young master, Shuangshuang, was indeed bound, surrounded by masters on all sides.
Seeing this, Ming Deng’s face instantly darkened. Especially seeing Shuangshuang’s lifeless expression, he frowned and subconsciously took a step forward.
His gaze swept over Shuangshuang, as if confirming whether or not she was injured. He looked her over thoroughly but couldn’t tell from the surface if she had been harmed. His gloomy eyes then turned to Yun Si standing a short distance away, getting straight to the point, “I’ve arrived, where is your princess?”
Yun Si’s expression was cold and indifferent. He glanced at him without emotion, saying nothing in return.
He glanced over the people he had brought, lost in thought. He didn’t see Chi’er’s figure and his brows furrowed slightly.
Then he turned to his subordinates beside him, whispering a few words in their ears.
Only then did the subordinate nod, before turning and entering the palace.
Seeing Yun Si ignore him, Ming Deng just sneered and took a few steps forward, his voice laced with disdain, “So all the people in Beijang Royal Manor are a bunch of white-eyed wolves, even treating their savior like this. I’m truly enlightened.”
“Who knows what will happen when this gets out? Will the Beijiang Royal Manor still be able to stand in the capital?”
Is it his turn to worry this time?
Yun Si only thought this person was talking nonsense, at this time he didn’t even want to give him a glance.
He paid no heed to his sarcasm.
After a moment of silence, he tilted his head to glance at Shuai Shuai, who was bound to the stone lion facing upwards, and slowly fixed his gaze on Ming Deng. His voice was devoid of any emotion: “Our princess said that you and Zhi’er were coming together. Now, only you are here. It seems you don’t care much about this child’s life or death.”
“Shut up.”
Even he wouldn’t dare to casually call her “Chi’er,” so how dare this person in front of him?
Faced with his inexplicable anger, Yun Si let out a disdainful snort. Especially listening to his unconcerned scolding, he didn’t take it to heart at all.
And I was too lazy to talk to him about these useless things at the time.
He glanced at ShuShu, seeing that she still had her head down and showed no intention of speaking to Ming Deng. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stood silently, waiting for their princess’ arrival.
As expected, after a while, An Xue Tang and Feng Ming, along with others, slowly walked out of the prince’s mansion.
Seeing the lantern light, An Xuetang’s eyes flashed with a barely perceptible hint of killing intent. She walked towards it at an unhurried pace.
Just as he was about to speak, An Xuetang took the lead and spoke first, “Master Ming Deng, it’s good to see you again.”
Ming Deng scowled, “Cut the crap. I’m here now, release him!”
After he finished speaking, he didn’t know what he was thinking about. He suddenly snorted dismissively, “An Xuetang, I really didn’t expect you to be this kind of person. Don’t forget that if it weren’t for Shuangshuang’s intervention, how could you possibly be standing here unharmed?”
“An Xuetang, you mustn’t be so ungrateful and heartless. Don’t make people look down on you.”
Listening to his roar, An Xuetang let out a nonchalant chuckle. “Oh? This concubine is also very curious to see who would dare look down on this concubine.”
“How can you be so shameless, the honorable Princess of Beijiang, to be so ungrateful?”
The more he raged, the calmer An Xuetang became. She glanced at Shuangshuang, who was unusually quiet, and said nonchalantly, “Why should a princess care about other people’s opinions? Whether they look down on her or not, it doesn’t change anything. They can neither take away nor add to her share of the flesh and blood, so why should a princess bother?”
Besides, this Imperial Concubine really wants to see, what kind of person has the ability to talk nonsense in front of this Imperial Concubine.
“You.”
Ming Deng’s face was flushed red, his eyebrows furrowed in a deep frown, and even the veins on his neck were visible.
She was genuinely angered by An Xuetang’s utterly indifferent attitude.
Just then, he couldn’t help but be struck by something, his eyes lit up slightly. His sharp gaze narrowed, and his subordinates didn’t expect the current Princess of Beijang to still be so defiant.
But I wonder if such a strong-willed Princess of Beijiang knows the current situation of the King of Beijiang. I imagine that, as Princess, you haven’t received any news from the King in quite some time now?
An Xuetang’s heart skipped a beat, and Ning’er standing beside her eyes flashed with panic and astonishment.
As if by chance, Feng Ming caught the emotions in Ning’er’s eyes at that moment. The hand he had placed behind him clenched slightly.
A pair of emotionless eyes swept over Ning’er deeply, then glanced at An Xue Tang, lips twitching imperceptibly.
After he woke up, a lot happened around him, and he forgot to ask about Mo Yunjing.
From his subordinates, he learned that Mo Yunjing had been sent to Youlan City by the emperor to personally lead troops in battle against the Red Nation. They had already fought several battles.
He just listened at the time, and didn’t have time to delve deeper. He also didn’t know when the war on Mo Yunjing’s side would finally end.
Hearing Ming Deng’s words, he felt a tightness in his chest, especially when he saw the fleeting worry in An Xue Tang’s eyes and the complex emotions swirling in Ning Er’s.
He’s not stupid, it’s not hard to guess now that Mo Yunjing must have gotten into some trouble, and Ning’er and the others don’t dare to let An Xuetang know about it.
He understands Ning’er. Whatever he could use to keep An Xue Tang in the dark must be a terrible piece of news.