d of mysterious person What did they want from you"That man was extremely skilled in martial arts. He pressed me, asking about what exactly happened in the city of Nian Yun and how the tens of thousan...After saying those three words, Feng Ming felt as if a boulder had fallen in his heart. He opened his eyes and looked at Mo Yun Jing, repeating himself:

"Forget you! Only by letting Atang forget you can she be free from such pain."

Mò Yún Jǐng's pitch-black and deep eyes narrowed slightly, but his heart had already guessed this way. After a moment of shock, he stared at An Xuě Táng's face, remained silent for a while before slowly saying:

"If she forgets that I can alleviate her pain, then let her forget me."

"Uncle Wu, no!"

Mo Junyi paced anxiously, "Mother definitely wouldn't want to forget about you! You can't make this decision for her!"

Though Feng Ming was very satisfied with Mo Yun Jing's decision, he still said, "Whether or not to forget you is A Tang's business, and none of us can make that decision for her."

After he finished speaking, he looked earnestly at Mo Yunjing, "As A Tang's elder brother, I am very grateful that you have done this for her. The A Tang I know would never agree to the way I just said, forgetting about you. No matter what, she wouldn't be happy with that."

"I'm telling you this to prepare your mind. If Atang is truly in too much pain one day, and she can't bear it anymore, as a loving brother, even if she doesn't want to, I will find a way to make her temporarily forget about you until the poison within her is cured."

Mo Yunjing pursed her lips, "Hmm."

Feng Ming looked again at An Xuetang on the bed, "She's fine. Everyone needn't worry too much. She just took a pill to increase her internal energy, so she will continue to sleep for two days."

After he finished speaking, a deathly silence fell over the tent, the atmosphere thick with tension.

After a moment of silence, Feng Ming suddenly remembered something as if. He turned to Mo Yunjing, "You were hurt by him, would you like me to take a look at it for you"

Mo Yunjing's eyes didn't budge, "I'm fine."

He knew his own body well, but it was just a harmless slap from Bai Feng. As long as his internal organs weren't harmed, he could heal himself with some cultivation.

Phoenix chirped, her gaze lingering on the bloodstain at the corner of his mouth. “His appearance must have truly impressed you.”

Otherwise, given Mo Yunjing's abilities, being struck by Bai Feng who was already injured would be impossible.

Mo Yunjing didn't deny it, he just said, "He looks seven or eight points similar to me."

"So, what are your thoughts Could there be some kind of relationship between you two"

Feng Ming stared intently at Mo Yun Jing's face, "Could it be that he is really your father Wang's lost prince"

"After I return to Beijing, I will investigate this matter."

"Well, in short, Bai Feng came for you. He just said that he was waiting for you in the capital and wanted to see you. It seems that he knows a lot about your royal affairs and also knows that you will return to the capital."

Mo Yunjing didn't say anything more, he would investigate this matter thoroughly when he returned to the capital. He would find out who Bai Feng was.

At this moment, Mo Junyi clenched his fists, pursed his lips, and stared at An Xuetang on the bed with a deep gaze. His mind was racing, trying to figure out how to bring Bai Feng back.

Feng Ming tilted her head and glanced at him thoughtfully, as if she had seen through his thoughts. At this moment, she walked over, patted his shoulder lightly, and whispered:

"Don't think too much, with your uncle here, your mother will be fine. Come on, your mother even left you a gift for you at this dangerous time tonight. I'll take you to see it."

Gift

What the heck did he get her as a gift

Mo Jun raised his eyes to look at him blankly.

Feng Ming had no intention of explaining here. He pulled Mo Junyi away and left directly.

Before leaving, he glanced at Ning'er's hand. Ning'er nodded slightly and followed them out.

Suddenly, only Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang remained in the tent. Mo Yunjing slowly walked to the bed and sat on the edge.

His deep eyes stared at An Xue Tang's delicate face. His big hand slowly lifted and gently touched her cheek, a complex emotion in his eyes.

Regret, self-reproach.

He thought, if his Tangtang had always lived in the manor or Ling Shui village, she wouldn't have suffered such pain.

He knew there would be endless danger beside him, but for his own selfish desires, he couldn't bear to let her go.

He brought her to his side, and watched as she transformed into this. Mo Yun Jing could only feel deep remorse in his heart.

He couldn't let her go from the start, he simply couldn't. She was his salvation, how could he possibly bear to release her

Mo Yunjing gradually leaned down, placing a kiss on her forehead, then on her nose, and finally a gentle peck on her thin lips.

He pressed his forehead against hers, a husky voice whispering in her ear:

"Sugar, actually you don't know, if I could, I would carve your name all over my heart. My world wouldn't allow for your disappearance, no matter if the ending is perfect or not. So whether you forget me or not, I won't let you leave."

"As long as you are happy and free from pain, that's all that matters to me. Even if you forget about me, it doesn't matter. As long as you're by my side, and the poison in your body is cured, I will still find a way to make you love me."

He whispered softly in her ear for a moment, then covered her with the quilt. He gently stroked her cheek with his big hand.

Why are the sporadic beauties in life always destined to fade into the abyss

But he, Mo Yun Jing, wasn't afraid. As long as she was by his side, even if he were reduced to dust, even if he couldn't smell her trace, he wouldn't give up.

After Mo Junyi and Feng Ming came out, he eagerly asked, "Uncle, what gifts did my mother leave for me"

"I'll take you there right now."

As they spoke, he stopped and turned to look back at Ning'er. "How is your hand Would you like me to take a look at it"

Ning'er immediately knelt down, "Thank you, Valley Master. My slave's arm injury has already been treated by the Princess."

"Why are you kneeling"

"This servant is guilty, please punish me, Master. The incident with the princess is my fault."

As An Xue Tang's personal maid, she always caused An Xue Tang to get hurt. This was clearly a failure to protect her, and she was afraid that Feng Ming would send her back to the valley.

Feng Ming shrugged, “Tonight’s affair, no matter how you prepare, it’s useless. Get up.”

After he finished speaking, he left with Mo Junyi.

Bai Feng planned so many things for tonight, one after another. How could they possibly prepare for this

Even he didn't know there were worms on Dazi's legs, how could Ninger possibly know

He still knows what should be punished and what shouldn't.

"Uncle, are you really not going to make my mother forget"

Feng Ming narrowed her eyes and looked at him, "What do you mean by that"

“I can see that you really want me to make my fifth uncle forget about me.”

"Making her forget your fifth uncle might be for her own good, but I can't do things she doesn't want to do under the pretense of it being good for her. Whether or not she forgets your fifth uncle depends on your mother's choice."

Among the fallen leaves, flower shadows suffer countless feelings of loneliness and sorrow. The autumn water is unpenetrable, and who understands the wisps of cloud, smoke, and green water Who can comprehend How could he possibly interfere with An Xue Tang's thoughts This is her life.

As a loving brother, he could only respect her choices, unless this matter had already threatened her life, in which case he would never interfere.pects, you should naturally climb up sincerely.""!"An Xuetang was taken aback. They were here to pay respectsAncestor venerationAn Xuetang pursed her lips. She didn't know anything about this offering...