Chapter 815: Did Feng Ming Die?

mfortable.……Xiaoqin's hasty search for the imperial physician couldn't be kept secret from Anle Hou and his wife. The two had already learned from the servants that Xiaoqin had sent Qingya to take the...Actually, An Xuetang had been using her so-called 'skills' to listen to everything around her, so Mo Yunjing's cough naturally couldn't escape her.

At first, she thought he must be feeling unwell, so a cough was normal. She didn't intend to go back to her room after hearing it. But who knew that as soon as she stepped into the kitchen, she heard Mo Yunjing get out of bed.

She thought something had happened, so she hurried back.

It's a pity that the sound of her opening the door coincided with Mo Yunjing throwing away the handkerchief, so even if she was being cautious, Mo Yunjing successfully concealed the fact that he had discarded the blood-stained handkerchief.

At this, Mo Yun Jing shook his head. "It's nothing, just felt like I had been lying in bed for too long and wanted to move around."

An Xuetang heard him say this, her face immediately darkened, and she glared at him with a slight anger, "Mo Yunjing, don't you know what the situation is now You're still getting out of bed at this time"

As she spoke, she reached out and took his hand, saying firmly, "I don't care, you're going back to bed right now and stay there."

Mo Yunjing smirked, "Good."

After being pushed back onto the bed by An Xuetang, Mo Yunjing didn't say anything. He obediently listened to her words and continued to lie quietly in bed.

An Xue Tang reminded him several times before turning around and returning to the kitchen. But this time, she didn't close the door.

Mò Yúnjǐng looked at her actions, the corner of his mouth slightly rising, feeling quite satisfied.

Meanwhile, in another courtyard, the man in the mask was in his room. He finally took off his mask, revealing an unusually grotesque face.

His deep-set eyes were fixed on the mask he had placed on the table. He was expressionless, and no one knew what thoughts were swirling in his mind.

After staring at the mask for a moment, he suddenly picked up the copper mirror that lay beside the table.

He slowly raised it up, and when he saw his own face reflected in the bronze mirror, his hand holding it trembled slightly.

If he had changed his mind before, perhaps the moment he saw clearly, he would have crushed the bronze mirror. But this time, he actually held back.

His deep-set eyes, emotionless and unreadable, stared into the mirror. His other hand slowly rose, then traced the jagged scar on his face.

The more he was touched, the colder he became. If anyone were around him at this moment, they would probably be terrified by the terrifying aura emanating from his body.

The man stared at his own face, his mind replaying what An Xuetang had said.

An Xuetang is right, he wouldn't dare!

He dared not expose his terrifying visage to the woman he loved.

Ever since his face had changed like this, he'd never dared to show it to her, so…

The man didn't know what he was thinking about. His eyes darkened instantly, and with a click, he placed the bronze mirror on the table. He picked up the mask and put it back on.

Even if he agreed to treat Mo Yun Jing, what good would it do First, he needs to heal him. After An Xue Tang heals his face and wakes her up, then with his strength, wouldn't he still be able to kill them both

Thinking this way, a cunning smile flashed across the man's eyes. He let out a cold snort, "Mo Yunjing, you've lived in this world for so many years, it should be enough!"

On the other hand, An Xuetang didn't know about the masked man's schemes. She had already cooked the meal and sent a portion to Eleventh. Only then did she bring another portion back to her room.

Seeing Mo Yunjing lying obediently in bed, a satisfied smile curved her lips. "Ajing, it's time for dinner."

Mo Yunjing hummed, "Good."

She put a few kinds of medicine in both Mo Yunjing and Shi Yi's congee. These medicines were a bit bitter, but fortunately, both Shi Yi and Mo Yunjing didn't mind. The two of them politely ate all the congee she had made.

After the meal, An Xuetang didn't do anything like washing the dishes. After all, there were servants here, so she let the servants clean up the dishes.

She told Mo Yun Jing to lie down first, then she went to check Eleven's injuries. She changed Eleven's dressing again. As she was about to return to her room, Eleven's expression showed some hesitation. She raised an eyebrow, "Eleven, is there something you want to ask me"

Eleven nodded slightly, pursed her lips and hummed softly. She gathered her courage and looked up at An Xue Tang, "Madam, is Sixth Brother…is he alright"

An Xue Tang had guessed he would definitely ask about Yun Liu. After all, these brothers of theirs had grown up together from childhood, fought side by side, so their relationship was very good. And he had witnessed Yun Liu's accident with his own eyes, being able to endure until now was probably already his limit.

An Xuetang looked at him seriously and explained, "Yunliu is now with Ninger, they're fine. You take good care of your injuries, there's still a tough battle ahead."

Upon hearing that Yunliu and Ning'er were together, Shiyi let out a deep sigh of relief. "Good, thank you, Your Highness."

"You're welcome, just call me if you need anything. My older brother hasn't come back yet."

"Okay."

An Xuetang returned to the room. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her clear, transparent eyes held a touch of sadness.

Mo Yunjing knew why she was acting this way, so he proactively diverted her attention at this moment and said, "Tangtang, there are two people under the big tree outside the window."

An Xuetang did recover, but this time she only let out a cold laugh. "Well, I know that. Those two are just here to keep an eye on us. They've been around the whole time, so don't worry about them."

As An Xuetang was about to sit on the bed, she suddenly seemed to hear some noise. But when she listened carefully, it was as if it were just her imagination, there was no sound at all.

An Xue Tang's brows furrowed, such signs were not good, and that voice, it always felt like it was coming from Feng Ming.

Thinking of this, An Xuetang came back to her senses. She looked at Mo Yunjing, "A-Jing, I need to go out for a while."

As soon as An Xuetang said this, a voice, seemingly smiling but not smiling, came from the door, "North Border Princess, where are you going Could it be that you want to go find that Phoenix Valley Master"

An Xue Tang and Mo Yun Jing looked at each other, then followed the sound to see who it was. At this moment, the door was pushed open, and it was the masked man!

He walked in leisurely, his eyes scanning An Xue Tang and Mo Yun Jing with a half-smile.

An Xuetang's cold and frosty eyes stared at him, "What do you mean by that"

The man in the mask suddenly burst into laughter, then abruptly turned cold. "Do you and your brother truly believe this place is yours to enter as you please and leave whenever you wish You underestimate me."

An Xue Tang clenched her fists slightly, gritting her teeth and saying, "What did you do to my brother"

"What have you done Hahaha... Anyone who dares to trespass my formation will surely die. Therefore, the Northern Border Princess thinks that I could have done anything to the Valley Lord"g and that he was Mo Junyi's most trusted confidant.Yun Si had read Mo Jun Yi's reply and knew that after he went to the Beijang Grand Camp, he did indeed take in a young boy of about ten years old as...