An Xue Tang dashed out as if she were about to take flight, leaving Feng Ming shaking his head and chuckling at her retreating figure.
I could only shout after her retreating figure, “A-Tang, slow down! The mountain path is treacherous!”
“Got it!”
An Xuetang had already run far away, but still sent back a sentence.
Feng Ming narrowed his eyes and shook his head with a smile. Actually, he wasn’t quite sure if it was really Mo Yun Jing’s letter. He had only just come out of the mountains, and Yun Yi had approached him, saying that news had spread in the capital.
Hearing that Eleventh had returned to send a letter, he went up the mountain to tell An Xuetang, who had been working tirelessly these past two days.
Because Feng Ming knew that although An Xue Tang was busy, she still cared about Mo Yun Jing all the time.
So now that she heard news about Mo Yun Jing, how could she possibly continue to research these strange and unusual things?
Feng Ming gave An Xuetang’s so-called “study” a thoughtful glance before curiously walking inside to take a look.
At this time, Ning’er, who hadn’t yet had time to leave with An Xue Tang, glanced at Feng Ming. Seeing that he wanted to touch something on the wooden table, Ning’er spoke leisurely:
“Master, if you don’t want to be blown to pieces immediately, best not to touch anything that belongs to the Princess.”
“…” Let me know if you have any other text you’d like me to translate!
Feng Ming silently withdrew his hand, gave her a leisurely glance, and asked in an unfathomable tone:
“Ning’er, this seat is A Tang’s older brother, even this seat you want to guard against?”
“According to the princess, even if the Jade Emperor himself came, he wouldn’t be allowed to touch these things.”
When Ninger said this, she had no expression on her face and didn’t mean it as a joke at all.
The more she did this, the more curious Feng Ming became. He narrowed his eyes and leaned in to get a closer look at An Xuetang’s strange trinkets.
There were many bottles and jars on the table. He had bought them to help An Xuetang, but he didn’t expect her to use them to store all sorts of messy “powders” now.
Ninger looked thoughtfully at Fengming, “Master Valley Lord, if you’re going to look, just look. Please don’t try to touch anything, and please don’t start a fire here.”
An Xuetang once sternly warned them that there could be no open flames in this house.
Although she didn’t know the purpose of An Xue Tang’s instructions, she still obeyed.
And, An Xuetang does things with her principles. If she says she can’t touch something or start a fire, there’s naturally a reason behind it.
Phoenix Ming helplessly rubbed her forehead, “Alright, alright, this deity knows. Ning’er, these days you’ve been with A Tang and nothing has changed except that you’ve become a little… talkative.”
“And he added, staring earnestly at Ning’er, “She’s even more talkative than her.”
“…”
Ning’er hadn’t expected Fengming to speak to her like this, and she was instantly confused. Had she really become too talkative?
But she wasn’t in the mood to dwell on it right now. “This servant will go find the princess first. Master Gu, please don’t disobey.”
“…””…
Phoenix was speechless. Did he look like such a disobedient person?
Ning’er took three steps back for every step forward, clearly not trusting him. Such a display made Fengming speechless, and he impatiently waved his hand, urging her to leave:
“Ning’er, don’t dawdle any longer, hurry up, hurry up. This seat knows what’s going on and won’t cause trouble. Just go and follow A Tang.”
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But right now she couldn’t stay here and watch him. She could only leave with a worried feeling in her heart.
After she left, she still instructed the people at the door to keep an eye on Feng Ming.
Outside the door were also people from Xumutang, he was stunned after hearing Ning’er’s instructions like this, and then nodded, but his expression was obviously a little excited.
No one knows what he’s so excited about, but if Ning’er takes a closer look at his expression, she’ll see that it’s clearly the expression of someone about to cause trouble!
Having watched Ning’er go down the mountain, he hurried back into the house. “Valley Master,”
Feng Ming pursed her lips, gave him a meaningful glance, and shook her head helplessly. “Could it be Ning’er who let you in? This girl is increasingly looking down on me. In her eyes, am I so untrustworthy? I assure you, I won’t move!”
Xunluo scratched his head and chuckled, “Master Valley Lord, Ninger didn’t mean anything by it. She was just afraid you might be in danger. They say the things the Princess made are quite dangerous.”
Feng Ming narrowed her eyes, “It’s just some strange bottles. What could be dangerous about that?”
Xin Luo raised an eyebrow, “Master Valley, you don’t know about this? The Princess took these ‘powders’ that you wouldn’t look at this morning and blew a big rock into many small stones.”
Over the past couple of days, Xunluo has been staying by An Xuetang’s side, so both he and Ning’er know exactly what she has been doing.
At first, he wondered to himself, truly puzzled why the Princess of Beijang would spend her days shut away in her room, making all these strange and peculiar things.
But this morning when he saw the Northern Border Princess holding these “powders” in paper bags, then igniting them with fire and turning that large stone into a small one instantly, he was amazed.
Such a seemingly simple bag, but its power when exposed to fire is so great.