t Mo Junyi had frightened the tigers with poison. Now, his terrified eyes were fixed on Mo Junyi, "Master Wei, you...you..."Mo Junyi gave him a withering look. "Stupid."After finishing his critique of...Purpose

Feng Ming helplessly twitched his lips. Could he say anything

Obviously not.

Even though the words have reached this point, Feng Ming still refuses to reveal his purpose.

He couldn't explain why he felt drawn to An Xuetang, and how could Mo Yunjing rest assured letting him stay by An Xuetang's side

"This seat can only say that in this lifetime, it will never do anything to harm her."

"Don't you even dare to say your purpose Feng Ming, you've always been a lone wolf, indifferent to both court affairs and martial matters. Now you suddenly want to stick to this king's wife. To you, she's just a stranger. If there's no ulterior motive, why would you waste your time on a stranger"

Feng Ming narrowed his eyes and suddenly looked at Mo Yun Jing with a hint of provocation: "You know I prefer to be alone, unpredictable. Right now, I suddenly want to experience different lives, want to be A Tang's guardian, what's wrong with that"

After saying that, he seemed afraid that Mo Yun Jing would overthink it, so he added, "King of the Northern Border, this king knows what you're worried about. If this king truly wanted to harm her, do you think you could stop me This king knows that the esteemed War God, Fifth Prince, is skilled in martial arts, but how can you guarantee that you will be by her side at all times Therefore, if I want her life, what's so difficult about it"

Mo Yunjing's face was gloomy, his sharp eyes staring at him, "Are you threatening this King"

"Of course not, this seat is just explaining to you, if this seat wanted to deal with A Tang, you couldn't stop it! In other words, if this seat wants to be by her side, you also can't stop it!"

Feng Ming twirled the fan in his hand, "This seat considers that you are her husband, so I thought of discussing some things with you. This seat does not like forcing others, but if this seat wants to continue accompanying her, it entirely depends on this seat's mood. You... cannot stop me!"

Mo Yunjing curled his lips, “Go ahead and try.”

His contemptuous expression angered Feng Ming. Feng Ming thought to himself, having said so much, this Mo Yun Jing still hadn't figured it out

Looking at Feng Ming's distorted expression, Mo Yunjing curled his lips and let out a cold smile, "This king still says the same thing, come find this king when you've made up your mind about this matter."

Once he finished speaking, Mo Yunjing truly turned and left.

Feng Ming stared at his departing figure, lost in thought!

Mò Yún Jǐng, back on his bed, gazed intently at An Xuě Táng's peaceful slumber.

He's been very busy and tired this past month, and she hasn't been doing well either. There are so many wounded soldiers in the camp, and those with serious injuries are almost all treated by her.

She was the omnipotent physician in the hearts of soldiers, and as the leader of the army, how could he not know

How could he possibly not know that there was an extra woman and child in the camp!

Her cooking was so unique and delicious, he could tell just by looking which dishes were hers. No matter how busy he was, he would always make time to eat her food, finishing every bite and making sure none of her effort went to waste.

Because he knew she would inquire about his condition from the soldiers every day, he always concealed his leg injury, making sure no one could tell.

Even if he were exceptionally skilled, how could he possibly march into battle and keep these already fragile legs unharmed

But he understood her, once she knew something was wrong with his legs, even if he insisted he was fine, she wouldn't rest easy.

She was already so busy at the military medical department, and in order not to trouble her, he could only hide his discomfort.

At this moment, Mo Yunjing didn't notice at all. His gaze was softer than ever before.

He looked at her for a long time, then leaned down and gently kissed her forehead. He then held her close and fell asleep.

The next day

When An Xuetang woke up, the sun was already three poles high, but she was still in Mo Yunjing's arms.

She blinked her eyes, looking at his face. She was so happy that she couldn't help but reach out and tap his nose.

She had barely touched him when his eyelashes fluttered and slowly opened his eyes.

An Xuetang curled her lips, "A-Jing, you're awake."

"Hmm." Mo Yunjing subconsciously moved her closer, even closer to himself. "Why not sleep a little longer"

"I'm not that tired. I was actually thinking about getting up to cook a meal for Ajing myself."

Mò Yún Jǐng didn't want to let go of her. An Xuě Táng leaned against his fiery chest, she curled her lips and suddenly felt that the two of them... their posture was a bit... suggestive.

"Ajing, I'm really not tired anymore. You sleep for a while longer. I'll go make some congee with medicine for you to help regulate your body."

The toxins in his body had just been purged not long ago, and now his body was severely depleted. She had to replenish him.

But the moment she shifted, Mo Yunjing held her even tighter, his voice raspy, "Tangtang, if you move again, I won't be polite. After all...I'm not Liu Xia Hui."

"...."

An Xuetang first froze for a moment, then let out a soft chuckle and buried her head in his chest, “Ajing, your legs have been bothering you lately, just bear with it for a while.”

"!"

Mo Yunjing helplessly stroked her head. He didn't touch her because his legs were uncomfortable, he just hadn't given her ten miles of red makeup and a hundred miles of glory yet.

They hugged for a while, he didn't say anything, and she thought he was asleep again, so she wanted to gently take his hand away.

But as soon as she moved, his arms tightened. An Xuetang smiled helplessly, "Ajing, why haven't you slept yet"

She looked up at him in his arms, saw the bloodshot eyes he had, her heart sank. "Close your eyes," she said, "or I'll be angry."

Mo Yunjing curled his lips, listened to her words and closed his eyes, but said aloud, "Tangtang, what do you want to say about Feng Ming"

Upon hearing him mention that strange man, An Xue Tang fell silent for a moment, "For some reason, I have a feeling of familiarity towards him."

"Familiar"

"Mmm," An Xue Tang pursed her lips, "Talking to him, standing beside him, it's as if that's how I was meant to be with him."

Mo Yunjing's mind flashed back to Feng Ming's words, "Once so close." He knew that Feng Ming was deliberately using such wording to mislead him, to test him.

But Mo Yunjing is not a fool either. Feng Ming's look at An Xuetang was not ambiguous, nor was it the feeling of looking at a lover.

As for what it felt like, he couldn't say.

"Huh" An Xuetang was immediately taken aback. "What do you mean by that, A-Jing What does it mean to have Feng Ming by my side By my side for what"

Mo Yunjing curled his lips and stroked her head, "It's nothing, don't think about it, just take a nap with me."

"Oh~," An Xuetang puckered her lips.

But before the two could continue sleeping, Mo Junyi's voice rang out outside the tent, "Mother, are you awake"

An Xuetang raised an eyebrow and pushed away Mo Yunjing, sitting up at once. "It's Zilong."

"Forget him," Mo Yunjing pulled her into his arms again, holding her tightly.

"Mother, I've come in."

Mò Jūn Yì didn't know what was so urgent, his voice was a bit excited, as if he was really going to come in the next second.

An Xuetang struggled, but Mo Yunjing held her even tighter, causing her face to flush red. She didn't know if it was shyness or being out of breath.

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