lenched tight, his forehead was beginning to sweat, and beads of perspiration trickled down one by one. If he hadn't been acupuncture-sealed, he would probably have rolled around on the ground in pain..."Huh What do you mean by that, Ajing"

Upon hearing Mo Yunjing's words, An Xuetang was as if struck dumb. She widened her eyes and stared at him blankly. Although she might have caught his meaning, she dared not confirm it.

Looking at her adorable expression, Mo Yunjing chuckled softly, "Let's go home."hen's eyes, he gritted his teeth slightly, "Yes, Your Majesty need not worry about this son. In my heart, no matter what Mo Yunjing has done, he is the son of an enemy, he deserves to die! And An Xuet...