Chapter 837: It's Over

could no longer control it.Seeing Bai Feng's wound worsening day by day, Bai Longqian was now filled with anger, trembling all over. He endured and endured, but finally couldn't take it anymore, slamm...Mo Yunjing looked at her anxious appearance, a slight smile playing on his lips, "The medicine candy has already been replaced earlier, I'm fine."

An Xuetang didn't care, although she had quietly replaced the medicine. She still wanted to personally confirm if Mo Yunjing was alright.

Fortunately, after taking his pulse, she let out a long sigh of relief. Ajing wasn't poisoned. Although his skill hadn't fully recovered, it had improved considerably now.

Eleven was also very worried, and when he saw An Xue Tang put down Mo Yun Jing's hand, he eagerly said, "Your Highness, how is the King"

"Don't worry, you're fine."

Hearing An Xue Tang's words with his own ears, Eleven finally breathed a sigh of relief. He lowered his head and muttered, "It's okay, it's okay."

An Xuetang then took out the pill she had replaced. Although this pill wasn't poison, she had previously given Mo Yunjing some medicine to regulate his five internal organs. Coincidentally, if he took this pill along with the one she had previously prepared, they would counteract each other.

This medicine is very subtle. If it weren't for her skilled medical practice and the fact that she had researched this, one wouldn't necessarily know that taking these two medications together would cause massive side effects, which could even lead to poisoning in severe cases.

It seems that Yun Rui's medical knowledge is indeed impressive. We really can't underestimate him.

An Xuetang had already heard Yun Rui Shi return to the beautiful woman's room. She fell silent for a moment, then squeezed Mo Yun Jing's hand, "A-Jing, tonight it will end."

Mo Yunjing's pair of jet-black and deep eyes were unreadable. He stared at An Xuetang for a moment, then reached out to touch her head. He knew she had been working hard these past few days.

Eleven watched as his lord and lady were deeply in love, only seeing each other. His face flushed slightly, wanting to quietly back out, but the moment he moved, An Xue Tang came back to her senses and said, "Eleven, I have something else to tell you."

Eleven was stunned. An Xue Tang beckoned him closer at this moment.

Eleven, unsure what to do, secretly glanced at Mo Yun Jing. Seeing that he didn't react, he walked over.

An Xue Tang lowered her voice and told Eleven her plan. No matter what she said, it made Mo Yun Jing see twinkling stars in her eyes, an emotion only he could possibly know.

On the other end, after Yun Rui shi finished looking at Zhi'er, he returned to his room. A bronze mirror had already been placed on his wooden desk. He sat down and slowly removed his mask, looking at the scars that had faded considerably. He was lost in thought.

He stared at the face in silence for a moment before taking out the ointment that An Xuetang had given him. He put it under his nose and smelled it; the ingredients were the same as the one she had given him before. Then, he carefully rubbed it onto his face.

An icy sensation immediately spread across his face. The scar, as if by magic, could be ripped away. His skin seemed to be reshaped, and the grotesque scar truly vanished, leaving behind only a faint pale red mark.

This light pink will be gone in no time if he takes care of it himself.

I have to say, An Xue Tang's ointment surprised him.

This woman, she carries something too mysterious about her. Perhaps tonight, he could keep her.

Thinking this way, Yun Rui's slightly narrowed eyes flashed a hint of calculation.

By the time it was midnight, the chirping of crickets and frogs in the hillsides finally subsided, as if everything had fallen asleep. It was unnaturally quiet.

Yún Ruì shí had been guarding Zhī'er's bedside the whole time. An Xuě Táng said that after midnight, Zhī'er would be able to wake up.

At this moment, his complex eyes were fixed on the woman's face in bed, his hands clenched slightly. In another hour, it would be midnight... Would she really wake up

A moment later, Yun Rui's attendant entered the room, "Master, there is still no movement in the courtyard."

Yun Rui shi narrowed his eyes slightly, "Go call An Xue Tang over. The rest wait for orders. Once Zhi er wakes up, then the master and servant should go see King Yama."

The attendant bowed expressionlessly. "Yes."

He immediately went to the courtyard where An Xuetang and the others were. Following Yunrui's instructions, he asked the Princess of Beijang to go with him to that lady's room.

In the room, Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang exchanged a glance. An Xuetang responded with "Right away" and walked to Mo Yunjing's side, reaching out to straighten his collar:

"Ajing, don't forget that your life belongs to this concubine. Without my permission, you cannot lay down your life, understand"

Mo Yunjing's lips curled into a charming arc, and in the next instant, he suddenly reached out and pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly.

An Xuetang's face rubbed against Mo Yunjing's chest, "A-Jing, you remember, if something happens to you, I will definitely go find you, so you better not let yourself get into trouble."

As soon as the words left her mouth, Mo Yunjing tightened his grip on her waist, as if he wanted to crush her in his arms.

Moments later, he slowly pushed her away. Before An Xue Tang could say anything, he reached out and clasped the back of her head, kissing her deeply without a word. This kiss was incredibly seductive, almost like a form of punishment.

Until she was gasping for breath, he refused to let go. He lowered his forehead to her brow, his voice a low growl, "You dare."

An Xuetang raised an eyebrow, she knew whether he dared or not.

It's time for the people outside to urge again. An Xuetang knew that the appointed time was approaching, and she couldn't delay any longer. She pushed Mo Yunjing at this moment, "Act according to the plan, Ajing, we should be able to go home tonight."

Mo Yunjing touched her face, "Well, I'll take you home tonight."but even Ning'er and the others were astonished.No matter what, Jiang Rongwen is still the Minister of Rites. In terms of official position, his rank is higher than Ye's.So, what does the prince want...