Chapter 949: Injured

inned her beneath him.“...”Looking into his eyes, so deep and fathomless, as if they would dissect her limb by limb, An Xuetang understood.Mò Yún Jǐng lowered his eyelids, looking at her softly, "Táng...As soon as she finished speaking, An Xuetang pushed open the door and entered.

Feng Ming frowned, "What do you mean, A Tang Did you see Fu'er"

An Xuetang nodded slightly, "Just outside the mansion, I saw a figure that looked very much like Fu'er. I have already sent Ning'er and the other two to chase after her."

There was something else she didn't say, the "Fu'er" she had seen outside the mansion earlier had only shown one pair of eyes, but when those eyes looked at her, she could clearly feel that they were filled with hatred.

This is also why she wasn't quite sure if the figure was Fu'er. She really couldn't understand it. If that person was truly Fu'er, why would she look at her with such eyes

She doesn't seem to have done anything to Fu'er, does she

An Xue Tang's heart was filled with confusion now, but she hadn't found anything yet. She could only press down the confusion in her heart for now.

Feng Ming left in a sullen mood after she finished speaking.

"Brother, if it truly is Fuer, bring her back. I have some things I want to ask her."

As for An Xue Tang's words, Feng Ming did not respond. His figure almost instantly vanished from the courtyard.

Mo Yunjing glanced at Eleven, who immediately understood and hurriedly turned to leave.

Yun Si, Yun Liu and the others glanced at Mo Yun Jing, then at their own wives, and silently exited the study, leaving the space to the couple.

Mo Yunjing had already stood up from his seat. He walked to An Xuetang's side, led her to the chair beside him, and let her sit down. "Did you see clearly It really was Fu'er"

An Xuetang frowned, "I think I'm not mistaken, but...but the aura emanating from that person is very different from Fu’er's. For some reason, I feel uneasy in my heart."

"If it really is her, she will always find a way."

"Having said that, Mo Yunjing then changed the subject: "How is Xiao Qin"

"Death is definitely not an option."

Thinking of Xiao Qin, An Xue Tang let out a soft sigh. "Though she's still alive, I reckon her heart is gone."

Mo Yunjing raised an eyebrow, "It's also her own fault that she could only see a person's true nature at this point in time."

"..."

An Xue Tang blinked, "A Jing, you're saying that as if you knew all along that Jiang Qing Yang was unreliable"

Mo Yunjing slowly poured her a cup of hot water and pushed it in front of her, gesturing for her to drink first.

She didn't hesitate, lifted it up to her lips for a moment and then drank it down.

"Not until she had set her cup down did Mo Yunjing slowly explain, 'It has been three years since Ye Xiaoming's death. In these three years, as long as Jiang Qingyang was willing to help Xiao Qin escape her misery, he had plenty of ways to do so. As a trusted confidant of the Crown Prince, Jiang Qingyang had the right to use the troop of soldiers that the Crown Prince had left behind.'"

But over all these years, Jiang Qingyang had never mentioned this to Xiao Qin, nor had he made any promises to help Xiao Qin to anyone in Anle Houfu.

Only someone as foolish as Xiaoqin would have hope for Jiang Qingyang.

An Xue Tang frowned. In fact, she knew Jiang Qing Yang quite well. She had once been blind to his flaws and thought him reliable. If it weren't for the incident with Xiao Qin, she would have truly believed that Jiang Qing Yang was a good person.

Looking back now, it seems that Jiang Qingyang didn't have much genuine affection for Xiao Qin. But if he didn't give his all, why did he give Xiao Qin such a false sense of hope

Had he not given Xiaoqin a false sense of hope, she should not have loved him so deeply and even gone to the extent of accidentally killing Ye Xiaoming.

At this moment, Mo Yunjing was like a know-it-all in An Xuetang's stomach, knowing what she was thinking and taking the initiative to explain:

"There were two other young masters in the Anle Hou Mansion. Before Xiao Qin failed to kill Ye Xiaoming, these two young masters held significant influence at court. One was the Minister of Punishment and the other a first-rank military officer."

""..."""

Mo Yunjing said this, An Xuetang immediately widened her eyes, somewhat incredulous, "So Jiang Qingyang has been purposeful from the very beginning when he contacted Xiao Qin"

"Not entirely."

Mò Yún Jǐng lowered her head, fiddling with her small hand, and continued explaining in a rather nonchalant manner:

They were indeed childhood sweethearts, very close since they were young. As for Xiao Qin, Jiang Qingyang might have had intentions towards her, but people's hearts can change, especially those with ambition. When faced with love and power, Jiang Qingyang might lean towards the latter.

An Xuetang let out a cold smile. By now, even if she were stupid, she would understand some things. Even if the crown prince had been fine, looking at all the women in the capital, how many could compare to Xiao Qin's status

Before things went south, Xiao Qin was a high-ranking county princess. Her father was the Duke of Anle, and her two brothers held respectable positions. If Jiang Qingyang married Xiao Qin, it would be like securing the influence of the Duke of Anle's household. From any angle, marrying Xiao Qin would be a win for Jiang Qingyang.

Now An Xuetang somewhat understood why the Emperor had bestowed Xiaoqin upon the Ye family back then.

Firstly, the Ye family were loyal to the emperor, and they were a renowned medical family. They generally stayed out of court affairs.

Furthermore, Jiang Qingyang's father was a Shangshu (high-ranking official) himself. The emperor was unwilling to allow a marriage between the Jiang family and An Le Houfu (a noble family), fearing that their increased power would disrupt many matters in court.

After all, the emperor of Tianba Kingdom fears nothing more than someone threatening his authority.

It's a pity for Xiaoqin. She always thought Jiang Qingyang loved her truly, but the reality now tells her 'bloodily' that Jiang Qingyang's love for her... is just like that.

Having figured out all the cause and effect, An Xuetang sighed helplessly, “Perhaps this is Xiao Qin’s fate. Forget it, their love affairs are none of our concern. I just want to help Xiao Qin cancel her engagement with the Ye family.”

Mo Yunjing curled her lips into a smile. “Well, are you hungry”

He didn't say anything, but once he did, An Xue Tang really felt a little hungry. Perhaps because she was pregnant, she had been getting hungry easily lately.

On the other side, Ning'er and her two companions chased after that figure very far.

They all grew up with Fu'er, so not only did the three of them as princesses suspect that figure was Fu'er, but they were also certain it was her when they saw her.

But when Ning'er saw those hateful eyes, she couldn't be sure if it was Fu'er for a moment.

After all, if she really was Fu'er, why would she glare at the Princess like that

Three people chased after him until his figure disappeared near the palace.

Ning'er furrowed her brow and looked at Shou'er and Kang'er, "We should search separately, be careful."

Shouer and Kang'er both nodded, then the three of them went their separate ways.

As Kang Er just rounded a corner into an alley, she spotted a handkerchief lying on the ground. Just as she was about to bend down and pick it up, a hidden weapon suddenly flew towards her.

Kanger was startled and rolled on the ground to dodge, but before she could react, a black-clothed man suddenly appeared and started fighting her.

This man in black was tall and strong, clearly not Fu'er. However, his martial arts style was quite strange.

Kanger's martial arts were good, but he was no match for this person at all.

Soon, Kang'er was wounded by the sword in the hands of the black-clothed man. and kiss him passionately.An Xuetang was never one to suffer in silence, so as soon as the thought crossed her mind, she immediately took action.Suddenly, she rushed towards Mo Yunjing, throwing her...