now suspect... the person in Jinchuan Temple with Mother Empress, is probably him! He's not dead!"“......”Feng Ming didn't know about the Empress Dowager Tianba's experience at Jinchuan Temple, so he...After getting dressed, An Xuetang went to wash up and then entered the operating room to prepare various medications for Mo Yunjing. She didn't even want to eat breakfast.

He was going back to the Northern Border this time, though she didn't know if he would end up on the battlefield. She still wanted to prepare all sorts of possible medical supplies for him, such as wound medicine, hemostatic agents, anti-inflammatory drugs, and so on.

Mo Yunjing had the servants prepare breakfast. When he was about to go to the operating room to find An Xuetang, Ding Hua rushed in.

"My Lord, a carriage has arrived outside the estate. The driver says he wishes to see the master of the house."

Mo Yunjing paused, perhaps realizing something. His eyes lit up slightly as he turned and walked out.

For a moment, he completely forgot to call An Xuetang in the operating room.

When Ding Hua saw him walking out, he instinctively wanted to ask Mo Yun Jing if he needed to push the wheelchair over. But Mo Yun Jing was in a hurry and had already reached the courtyard gate by now. He had no choice but to quicken his pace to catch up.

At the manor gates, Yun Si, dressed in unusual attire, was feeling a mix of nervousness and excitement. Ever since he received his master's letter, his heart had been racing with anticipation and unease, never settling.

Before, he had believed the news of his master's death. But when he saw the handwriting on the letter, he knew that his master was truly alive!

Mo Junyi in the carriage was also anxious. After being taken out of prison, he had been looking forward to it, hoping that his fifth uncle was really fine. On this journey, it was difficult, but he tried his best to overcome it. Now that he arrived at the gate of the manor, he was so nervous that his palms were sweating.

Mo Yunjing was no different. Although he appeared calm on the surface, inside his heart was a mixture of anxiety, nervousness, and anticipation.

Mo Yunjing made no attempt to conceal himself. When he appeared at the manor gates, Yun Si's eyes immediately reddened. He knelt down with a thump, too overwhelmed with emotion to even speak.

Before Mo Yunjing could say anything, Mo Junyi from inside the carriage lifted the curtain and stepped out. The moment he saw Mo Yunjing, all his pretenses over this period of time instantly crumbled.

He jumped down, without a word, and rushed into Mo Yunjing's arms, his voice choked with sobs, "Fifth Uncle."

Mo Yunjing's legs were not yet healed, and he almost fell backward from his pounce. Luckily, he managed to steady himself in the end, but his momentary unsteadiness was still caught by Yun Si.

"Fifth Uncle." Perhaps feeling a bit ashamed of crying, Mo Junyi gently pushed away Mo Yunjing and awkwardly wiped his tears.

Mo Yunjing patted him on the shoulder, a hint of indulgence in his eyes, "Now why are you crying again"

Mo Jun Yi pursed his lips, retaining the last shred of stubbornness. “I didn’t cry.”

Mo Yunjing curled his lips, then looked at Yun Si who was still kneeling, "Get up, let's go inside and talk."

"Yes." Yun Si didn't know Ding Hua's identity either, and at this moment, she didn't dare to casually call him "Prince".

Not until he entered the courtyard did Ding Hua take the initiative to reveal his identity, and only then did Yun Si relax his vigilance.

Although Mo Yunjing and Mo Junshi hadn't seen each other for a long time, the two men weren't overly sentimental. After briefly exchanging news, Mo Yunjing saw Mo Junshi out.

Mo Yunjing looked at Yun Si with a sullen face, "What's the situation in the prison now"

Yun Si arched his hands and said, "Your Highness, the Crown Prince was tortured by people from other princes. They even tried to poison him, but our people discovered it in time and stopped them."

Mo Yunjing thought of the poison in his body, and when he thought that these people actually wanted to give his elder brother such poison, his face became even darker. He slapped the huanghuali table with a palm, and the teacups on the table rolled down, the tea water flowing horizontally. His eyes were bloodshot, and his emotions were hard to control.

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