An Xuetang looked at Feng Ming’s careful appearance, she narrowed her eyes, and said again, “Brother, what are you still doing? Come here first.”
As she spoke, she had already withdrawn her hand from Mo Yunjing’s palm.
Mo Yunjing’s dark, deep eyes scanned his empty palm, his gaze narrowed slightly as he looked towards Feng Ming.
Feng Ming didn’t know why, but when he was stared at so directly by An Xue Tang, his heart felt a little flustered.
“He still managed a wry smile. “A-Tang, if you have something to say, just say it. There’s… no need for me to go over there again, right?”
An Xuetang narrowed her eyes, staring at him meaningfully. “Brother, what are you afraid of? Afraid that I’ll see something is wrong?”
“I…what could I possibly fear? Besides, what could I possibly have done wrong?”
To prove she wasn’t afraid, Feng Ming had to stand up at that moment and walk to An Xuetang’s side.
Mo Yunjing was also very curious about what An Xue Tang would do. Suddenly, An Xue Tang grabbed Feng Ming’s hand and started to take his pulse without saying a word.
Feng Ming was startled, but quickly regained her composure. On the other hand, Mo Yun Jing narrowed his eyes slightly.
He was actually thinking, with his family’s sugar being so skilled in medicine, wouldn’t she be able to see that something was wrong with Feng Ming at once?
Looking at Feng Ming’s calm demeanor, it seems he has a good grasp of the situation.
An Xuetang’s face was expressionless. She was completely focused on taking his pulse at the moment, but the result was different from what she had imagined.
She felt his pulse and found nothing unusual? For a moment, An Xue Tang doubted the words of Fu’er and Ning’er.
But she then thought, Fu’er and Ning’er didn’t know her ‘skills’, so they couldn’t have deliberately performed for her.
So, what’s going on with Fengming’s body? What’s actually happening?
According to what Fuhua and Ning’er said, it seems that Fengming has been ill for quite some time. What exactly is his ailment?
The house was silent until An Xue Tang withdrew her hand. Feng Ming narrowed his eyes, “A Tang, what are you doing? Suspecting I’m hurt?”
At this moment, An Xue Tang didn’t want to expose Fu’er and Ning’er either. After all, she knew Feng Ming’s temperament to some extent. If she exposed Fu’er and Ning’er, he would really punish them just as Fu’er and Ning’er were worried about.
Since Phoenix is intent on concealing something, she will secretly investigate him. His condition will be uncovered sooner or later.
After it dawned on her, An Xuetang now shrugged nonchalantly and waved to Feng Ming:
“It’s alright, go back and sit down. I just didn’t trust you. I thought you were injured. Otherwise, why wouldn’t you return Ning’er’s signal?”
Feng Ming chuckled and curved his lips, “You say you don’t believe me, your elder brother, that’s fine, but why don’t you even believe in your own Northern Border King?”
He had just finished speaking when Mo Yun Jing suddenly spoke, “This King has never said anything about your injuries. After all, this King doesn’t truly know if you are injured or not. What this King said just now is all that he saw and heard tonight, but it seems like Tangtang didn’t hear a single word.”
“… ”
Mo Yunjing’s slightly aggrieved words made An Xuetang clear her throat. She really hadn’t listened carefully just now and hadn’t noticed what Mo Yunjing had said at all.
At this moment, An Xuetang suddenly grabbed Mo Yunjing’s arm. “Ajing, I don’t know what happened to me just now. It was like I was possessed, my head was buzzing, and I didn’t listen carefully. So… Ajing, could you tell me again what happened tonight?”
Mo Yunjing knew this was the outcome, he helplessly curled his lips into a smile, and continued to reiterate about what happened at Qingyun Pavilion.
Phoenix saw he was so patient and repeated it again. A hint of smile appeared in his eyes, she probably knew who could make the King of Beijang look like this, it must be her dear sister, Ah Tang.
After hearing Mo Yunjing’s words, An Xuetang blinked, “A-Jing, what’s your relationship with Qingyunge? Why would they be willing to help you find someone?”
“It’s nothing, I once saved the former master of Qingyun Pavilion by chance.”
But the old master is no longer alive. Now, the new master of Qingyun Pavilion is the son of the old master.
An Xuetang nodded, then looked at Feng Ming, “So brother, are you going to go take a look? Do you want to treat the Master of Qingyun Pavilion?”
Feng Ming curled his lips into a smile, “Of course.”
After entering, he went straight to the point, saying that someone from the Emperor had arrived and was currently at the gate of the mansion.
Mo Yunjing’s face darkened, “Escort them away.”
Now that the Emperor’s people are here, there’s bound to be trouble. He doesn’t want them to bother An Xuetang.
Yun Si pursed her lips, clasped her hands together and continued, “Your Highness, besides Eunuch Chen, there are quite a few onlookers outside the mansion.”
An Xuetang narrowed her eyes. With these commoners present, if she and Mo Yunjing didn’t go out to receive the imperial decree, they might give people something to talk about.
Mo Yunjing didn’t care at all. He waved his hand almost without thinking, “No problem, just get rid of it.”
“Yes.”
“Wait a moment.” An Xuetang suddenly spoke, and everyone subconsciously looked at her.
An Xuetang stood up, a slight smile on her lips as she looked at Mo Yunjing, “A-Jing, everyone is already at the door. At least we should show some courtesy and give our emperor some face.”
Seeing her eager to go out, Mo Yunjing also smiled and stood up.
Phoenix rose, “Then you go, this seat is tired from a day’s work, I want to go to rest.”
He wouldn’t care about the emperor’s decree. He looked at Mo Yunjing, “I’ve taken up residence in your manor. Do you have an objection?”
“Having said that, he didn’t give Mo Yunjing a chance to speak and smiled again, “If you have any objections, there’s nothing you can do about it. I want to live here, in the courtyard next to yours. I quite like it, and from now on, I will be living there.”
After stretching, he looked towards Fu’er by the door. “Fu’er, come here. Go tidy up my chambers.”
Fu’er nodded slightly. That courtyard next door was originally prepared for him by the King of Beijang, so she was just taking him there now.
Anshe Tang and Mo Yunjing smiled at each other, and then the two raised their feet to leave the mansion.
This Eunuch Chen held the Emperor’s imperial edict in his hand. From a matter of etiquette, the King of the Northern Border should have come to the door to greet him.
Behind them, there were still onlookers, so at this moment, Chen Gonggong was not flustered at all and calmly waited for Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang.
Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang arrived, and he started putting on airs, clearing his throat, “The imperial decree has arrived~ ”
Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang’s people knelt down according to the rules, but Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang just stood there calmly.
Chen Gonggong subconsciously wanted to say something, but seeing Mo Yunjing’s gaze, he instantly wilted and dared not correct anything, so he directly read the imperial decree.