Feng Ming was taken aback by her sudden move and immediately narrowed his eyes, “A Tang, why are you hitting yourself? Don’t you feel pain?”
An Xuetang let out a deep sigh, and spoke with some self-reproach, “Brother, I got so caught up in my work that I completely forgot to write a letter to Ajing. He must be very worried about my health.”
“I’m afraid he still thinks I was tormented to death by my lover, my poor Ah Jing must be eating and sleeping poorly now.”
“No, I have to write him a letter right away. I have to tell him that the so-called love curse has long been suppressed by me!”
“…”
Perhaps Fengming hadn’t expected her to be so flustered over this, a slight narrowing of his eyes at the moment:
“A Tang, why do you so firmly believe he will be unable to eat or sleep well because of worry for you?”
“Of course I believe it, after all, he’s my Jing, my own Jing. I understand how he treats me, and I can certainly guess what he would do.”
Looking at An Xue Tang, who seemed to change into a different person the moment she mentioned Mo Yun Jing, Feng Ming naturally gave a very disgusted look. He sighed and said:
“A Tang, to be honest, your brother still prefers you when you’re full of murderous rage.”
“!!!”
Upon first hearing this, An Xuetang was unsure if it was a compliment or an insult.
Thus, An Xue Tang gave Feng Ming a speechless glare. “You might as well say you prefer looking at a perverted An Xue Tang!”
When she was killing, she knew exactly what she was doing. I’m afraid if a child saw her like that, they wouldn’t just cry on the spot, but would probably have nightmares for a very long time afterwards.
At this, Feng Ming smiled, “As an elder brother, watching my own younger sister be fierce towards others, for some reason, I feel happy. So, I still hope that A Tang would be a little more ruthless towards others.”
“… ”
An Xuetang was speechless at him. Now she didn’t bother to talk nonsense with him anymore, just let him watch the fire well, she went to write a letter to Mo Yunjing.
In her letter, she explained her situation in detail and emphasized several times that the love poison in her body was not causing her any harm. When she missed him, there was no pain, only sweetness!
And she emphasized, again and again, that she would always think of him, cherish his memory, and that he must also think of her and remember her!
In An Xuetang’s view, this was the first letter she had written to her family in two lifetimes. She didn’t know what to write, and unknowingly, it turned into a love letter?
An Xuetang looked at the contents of the letter repeatedly. She had said everything she needed to say, but it was only a few hundred words.
However, he still concealed the fact that Mo Junyi was poisoned, so as not to worry him.
Looking at the brief content, An Xue Tang pursed her lips and frowned, feeling she should add something more.
She went over and over it in her mind, using up every scrap of knowledge she had about ancient poems.
I don’t know if she was trying to make up the word count or just wanted to be cheesy, but at the end of her message, she forced in a few lines of poetry:
“A-Jing, the exquisite dice are adorned with red beans. Does knowing this bring you bone-deep longing?”
“Ajing, a thousand gold pieces to buy Xiangru’s poem, this deep affection, who can tell?”
“Ajing, tender feelings like water, a good time like a dream. If our love lasts long, why should we bother with day after day? I’ll be waiting for you~.”
“Ah Jing, a night of longing, plum blossoms bloom, suddenly at the window I thought it was you.”
“Ajing, may I be as bright as the stars and the moon, shining together every night.”
<<>>
Fortunately, she only writes with charcoal. She has to wait for the ink to dry if she uses a brush, which means she still has to suffer through the cringey letters she wrote!
During her time in Lingshui Village, Mo Yunjing taught her to write traditional Chinese characters. Though she doesn’t write beautifully now, at least it’s understandable.
After finishing the letter, An Xue Tang went to find Yun Yi.
Seeing the letter in her hand, Yun was taken aback. “Your Highness,” he stammered, “what’s this?”
An Xuetang didn’t beat around the bush and got straight to the point, “Yun Yi, I know you must have a way to get this delivered to Ajing quickly. I hope you can send this letter out as soon as possible. I’m afraid Ajing will worry too much about my health. After all, he left when I was still unconscious, and he must be worried sick.”
Upon hearing this, Yun Yi immediately understood An Xue Tang’s meaning. Although he had actually written a letter after she woke up and sent it to Mo Yun Jing to explain the situation, this was An Xue Tang’s personal letter. He thought, their royal prince might prefer to see this letter, so he still took it.
“Very well, I’ll make the arrangements at once.”
Yun Yi agreed to send the letter, and An Xue Tang smiled in satisfaction before turning back to the army doctor’s office to continue brewing medicine for Mo Jun Yi.
At this moment, Mo Yunjing, who was hundreds of miles away, also received the first letter sent by Yun Yi.
This is a letter written by Yun Yi. After reading the contents of the letter, Mo Yunjing’s furrowed brows finally relaxed along his journey.
Yunliu watched from the side, too afraid to speak. Yunyi had someone send a message in such a short time; he thought there was probably some bad news again.
Yunliu carefully watched Mo Yunjing’s face. Seeing that Mo Yunjing’s expression gradually brightened, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After a moment of silence, he finally plucked up the courage to ask, “Master, what happened to the Princess and Young Master?”
When they are out and about, Yunliu and the others usually call Mo Yunjing “Master,” instead of “Prince.” Otherwise, if someone with ill intentions hears it, they might cause **trouble**.
Mo Yunjing calmly handed him the letter, indicating for him to read it himself.
Yúnli, after reading the content, couldn’t help but laugh excitedly. “Wonderful! Master, I told you so. Wang… Madam is a blessed woman, she definitely won’t be fine.”
Mo Yunjing rolled her eyes at his fawning demeanor, “Go take a look. Why hasn’t the scout returned yet?”
“Yes.”
Yun Liu swept away the gloom with a single glance, after delivering the letter to Mo Yunjing, he turned and went ahead to investigate.
After he left, Mo Yun Jing opened the letter again and read it word by word.
He repeatedly savored the parts about An Xue Tang.
“Atang, wait for me.”
A smile unconsciously played on Mo Yunjing’s lips as he pictured An Xue Tang’s smiling face.
In a short while, Yun Liu hurried back, his face grim. “Master,” he said, “there is indeed something ahead, but… all the ambushers have been wiped out, but it wasn’t done by our people.”
Mo Yunjing’s cold eyes narrowed slightly, and after a moment of silence, he mounted his horse, “Then let’s continue on our journey.”
Yunliu was taken aback. He still wanted to say that those people didn’t know who had wiped them out, and they should consider changing their route to avoid falling into the enemy’s trap. Who knew their prince was in such a hurry?
They could only climb onto their horses and follow.