Chapter 252: This King Hasn't Settled Accounts With You

ny courtyards there were, who lived there, where Ning'er could go after she entered, and which cook would secretly make food for her if she got hungry.Yunliu talked a lot by himself, rambling on and o...Mo Yunjing twitched the corner of his mouth. Although he was a little reluctant to push her away when she took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, he gritted his teeth and pushed her away anyway.

He gave her a blank stare, then moved her aside with a cold voice, "Your questions can wait."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ruler in his hand landed heavily on Mo Junyi's buttocks. Mo Junyi let out a muffled groan.

An Xuetang jumped in fright. She wanted to rush over and snatch the ruler from Mo Yunjing's hand, but Mo Yunjing seemed like a mind reader, catching her intentions before she even moved. He gave her a cold glare.

She could only purse her lips and stare at him with a pitiful expression.

Mo Yunjing was afraid of softening his heart, so he turned back and forced himself to pretend not to see.

"Mo Jun Yi, how did this king instruct you before leaving And what have you been doing these days"

After that, he struck his ruler down hard again. Mo Junyi bit his lip, knowing he was wrong and deserved it!

So he can endure.

"Mo Junyi, I ask you, if your mother were to have something happen on the front lines, what would you do"

Mo Yunjing hit him again. Mo Junyi lowered his head and remained silent. He did indeed oversimplify the matter. If something truly happened to his mother, he wouldn't be able to forgive himself. So Fifth Uncle was angry; he admitted it!

Mo Yunjing's move was really ruthless, An Xuetang felt pain watching from the side.

He had punched three times already, his anger should have subsided by now. An Xuetang quickly grabbed his hand, "Ajing, if you want to blame someone, blame me. This really has nothing to do with Zilong, don't hit him anymore, if you really want to hit someone, hit me!"

Mo Yunjing's deep eyes stared at her, "Do you think I would let you go"

An Xuetang :“…”

Mo Yun Jing continued to raise his ruler and strike again, coldly stating, “Mo Jun Yi, as the Crown Prince, do you know when it is easiest for enemy spies to infiltrate a military camp”

Mo Junyi was taken aback, apparently he didn't know.

Mo Yunjing let out a cold snort and struck him again, "The appearance of people from the Lan country is very similar to ours in Beijang. If they take advantage of the chaos to put on our Beijang army's uniform, pretending to be wounded soldiers to mix into the camp, wouldn't they be closest to the medical tent What do you think would happen to your mother's position in the medical tent Wouldn't she be in danger"

Now, Mo Junyi finally understood why Mo Yunjing was so furious. When he thought about this possibility, he felt a chill down his spine.

Yes, if some enemy spies were mixed in with the wounded soldiers, how could she get close to them and treat their wounds Wouldn't it be easy for them to hurt her or even kill her

After all, An Xuetang's vigilance in treating people's illnesses would definitely be greatly reduced, making those people more likely to succeed.

Thinking this way, Mo Junyi pursed his lips, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth in pain, "Fifth Uncle, I know I was wrong! I shouldn't have put mother in such a dangerous situation, it's my fault!"

It was clearly her fault, why did she have to make Zi Ling take the beating for her At first, Zi Ling didn't want her to go either.

She grabbed Mo Yunjing's arm tightly, preventing him from bringing the ruler down, "A-Jing, enough!"

"Mother, please don't stop Fifth Uncle. This is my fault, I admit it! I'm willing to accept any punishment!"

An Xuetang looked at him with a mix of pity and helplessness, "It was me who insisted on going, it has nothing to do with you."

She looked at Mo Yunjing earnestly, “A-Jing, enough. This really isn't Zi Ling’s fault. Don’t you know me yet It was I who insisted on going, how could Zi Ling possibly stop me”

Mò Yúnjǐng frowned, his jawline taut with tension. After a moment's hesitation, he tossed the ruler in his hand onto the table beside him. He stared at An Xuětáng with a grim expression:

"Mo Junyi, An Xuetang, you two better remember this. Be obedient in the future. You should know what would happen to me if either of you got into trouble Mo Junyi, you are your elder brother's only blood relative. What would he do if something happened to you"

Mo Yunjing said this with a hint of helplessness, heartache, and after-the-fact relief.

I'm glad both of them are safe!

"In short, I hope this kind of thing won't happen again. You don't understand. Those people from the Blue Nation have wolf blood in their veins. If you give them a chance to harm you, how many lives do you think you have left"

An Xuetang also knew that her and Mo Junyi's luck in the front lines this time was indeed a matter of chance. But right now, she still subconsciously pursed her lips and said:

"But, Ajing, no matter what, we didn't get into any trouble this time, so please don't beat Ziling. At worst, we won't dare to do it again next time."

Mo Yunjing narrowed his eyes, "If this king doesn't give you two a good lesson, this king fears you won't remember!"

An Xuetang pursed her lips, "A-Jing, you believe us, we won't dare again next time."

As they spoke, she slowly moved to Mo Junyi's side. After stealthily glancing at Mo Yunjing, she untied the ropes binding him.

While she was unwinding the rope, Bián kept glancing at Mò Yúnjǐng's face every now and then. Seeing that he didn't object, she breathed a sigh of relief. Then, she untied Mò Jūn yì carefully and supported him gently, "Zǐ Líng, are you alright"

Mo Junyi raised his eyes to look at her worried expression, shook his head and pulled out a smile, "Mother, I'm fine. This time it wasn't that hard, at least I can still stand up."

Mo Yunjing narrowed his eyes, looking at him with a meaning unknown expression, "Are you afraid I wasn't hard enough on you"

"No, no, that's not what he means." An Xuetang quickly spoke up for Mo Junyi. "Zi Ling meant to say that Ajing was very kind today, and probably didn't go all out because she felt sorry for him."

An Xuetang felt like she was dying, she had lived for so many years and she didn't think she had ever been so "pitiful" and wronged.

Mo Yunjing said nothing more. He just snorted and looked towards the door, "Yunliu, send the young master back."

The crisis was finally resolved, An Xue Tang let out a sigh of relief and winked at Mo Jun Yi. Mo Jun Yi also raised an eyebrow at her.

Although Mo Yunjing had only hit a few times, he put all his strength into each blow. As a result, Mo Junshi only felt his buttocks burning with pain, and every movement caused him to grimace.

Yunliu bowed to him. "Young Master, let me carry you back."

Mo Junyi nodded slightly and leaned against his back.

Yunliu lifted her foot to leave, and An Xuetang subconsciously followed. Unexpectedly, Mo Yunjing grabbed her wrist and said coldly, "An Xuetang, what are you trying to do again"

"I... I'm going to help Zi Ling with her wounds."

Mo Yunjing's face darkened, "He got hurt in the butt."

"I know."

Mo Yun Jing: “!”

"Boys and girls sit separately at age seven. Do you know how old Mo Junyi is this year, An Xuetang"

Now, even An Xuetang, who wasn't very bright, could understand. She pouted and said, "But his wounds need to be treated."

"Liu Langzhong will handle this, Your Highness hasn't settled the score with you yet, you can't go anywhere!"ng pursed her lips, she stared blankly at Mo Yunjing, after a moment she looked at Feng Ming again, and said firmly, "I won't let my brother die, I will find a way to save him."In the 21st century, sh...