Chapter 984: Help Him Out

ere is the portrait""You are not the destined person in the portrait, and naturally, this monk would not see it. You should know that."The man in black frowned, "Stop wasting time and hand over the po...By now, Ming Deng knew if he didn't say something, Zhi'er would be even angrier, and might not even use him again in the future.

Thus, after a moment's hesitation, Ming Deng still told the others about the matters that had been delayed because of searching for the jade pendant.

Zhi'er couldn't remember at all that the jade pendant in his hand was the one she had given away. Hearing his explanation, her dissatisfaction grew even stronger.

Thinking that she had planned for so long, and almost ruined everything because of this broken jade pendant, her anger grew even stronger.

"Ming Deng, you have been my protector for so many years. Do you think what you did today is worthy of me"

Chi'er suddenly softening her voice, said something that made Ming Deng uneasy. He quickly retorted:

"Master, my subordinate guarantees that this will never happen again today! Please forgive me, Master. This jade pendant was a gift from you, and I truly couldn't bear to lose it. That's why I acted so impulsively today. But I swear to heaven that something like this will never happen again."

The jade pendant was a gift from her to Ming Deng.

As expected, the anger in Zhi'er's heart subsided instantly when she heard this news.

Although she didn't put much stock in fame and fortune, the fact that her subordinates still remembered her fondly as a woman speaks volumes about her charm.

She wished her subordinates were all as devoted and obedient to her.

Such a person, she felt more reliable, at least they wouldn't betray her easily.

And it has to be admitted, Ming Deng truly cared for her. Over all these years, he never gave up searching for her whereabouts.

She wouldn't have been able to escape Yunrui's grasp without Ming Deng's help.

Thinking this way, most of the anger in her heart disappeared.

She gave the lantern a long, hard look and finally said, “Don’t let it happen again.”

Ming Deng breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you, Master."

Ming Deng walked over and poured a cup of tea for Zhi'er after waking him up, "How did the master go"

Hearing Ming Deng inquire about this matter, Zhi'er curled the corners of her mouth slightly. She took the teacup and took a sip, her eyes revealing a hint of satisfaction. "Of course it went smoothly, but I discovered something interesting tonight."

"It turns out that besides us, there are others keeping an eye on the Northern Border Princess."

"Did your master meet someone else at the Beijang Royal Manor tonight"

"Well, I watched the whole thing from afar."

But she felt that the mysterious man looked familiar, and she suspected he wasn't an ordinary person.

Ming Deng knew more about An Xuetang's affairs than Zhi Er. Now that Zhi Er said this, he immediately thought of one person - Bai Feng, the new palace master of Bai Guang Palace.

As far as he knew, this person had been keeping an eye on An Xuetang and was determined to have her.

But he heard about Bai Feng's serious injury not long ago. Now that he can still appear in the capital, it seems that his injuries should be healed.

Then he asked Ming Deng.

Those things, Ming Deng naturally wouldn't hide from her, so she directly told her about the matter between Bai Feng and An Xue Tang.

After hearing this, Zhi'er became even more interested in An Xuetang. A slight smile played on her lips, "I didn't expect the Princess of Beijang to be so charming, attracting so many outstanding men to her!"

Her tone was dripping with sarcasm. Ming Deng pursed her lips, knowing that her mistress must have been reminded of something. She didn't say anything at the moment.

By the time Zhi'er came to her senses, she looked at Ming Deng, "Since Bai Feng from Bai Guang Gong is so keen on getting the North Border Princess, I might as well help him out, let him and the North Border Princess... eventually become a couple."

"..."

Ming Deng's lips twitched. "Beloved" was what the master called this doctor. She instinctively wanted to call Qingya, at least Qingya would listen to her orders.But the moment he thought of Qingya, his mind flashed back to her being struck on the neck by a black-clad...