little confused. She was discussing with him whether they could leave or not.How come it suddenly jumped to needing her helpAn Xue Tang raised her head, a little confused. Before she could ask anythin...Mo Yunjing chuckled, "Tired"

He didn't immediately care about what was happening at the wooden house, and instead, he cared if she was tired. An Xue Tang found his actions incredibly sweet.

She felt more and more that she hadn't made a mistake bringing him. Now, she reached out and pinched Mo Yunjing's face, "Ah Jing, you should have asked me about what happened at the wooden house first."

"No matter what, nothing is as important as Tangtang coming."

"You're teasing me, An Xue Tang!" He laughed and said, "If you keep this up, I might have to be a little... rough with you."

Mo Yunjing raised an eyebrow slightly, his clear and bright gaze fixed on her, and he asked seriously, "How does Tangtang want to be impolite to me"

He spoke right into her ear, his breath making her heart flutter. She instinctively leaned back, biting her lip and saying, "Ah Jing, you don't think I can do anything to you, do you"

Her feigned fierce demeanor made Mo Yun Jing chuckle in amusement.

Mo Yunjing had already sized her up, and now that he was sure she was uninjured, his heart eased slightly. He grabbed her small hand and placed it in his palm, "Tangtang, what danger did you encounter today"

"Not dangerous yet, but do you know how far it is from the Jian School, Jing"

Mo Yunjing's eyes instantly sank like a cold abyss, "Are the people in the wooden house from the Liji Sword Sect"

"Well, Ding Hua said that."

Mo Yunjing narrowed his eyes slightly. He was wondering why Ding Hua had recognized those people as disciples of the Lijiang Sect when An Xuetang suddenly let out a gasp, as if she had thought of something.

She suddenly stood up, Mo Yun Jing's eyebrows raised slightly, staring at her.

An Xuetang turned her head to look at the door of the courtyard. Sure enough, she saw a figure outside. She curled her lips into a smile and said, "Ding Hua, come in quickly."

Ding Hua suddenly appeared in the courtyard.

He was so fast, which made An Xuetang helplessly smile.

Before either of them could speak, Ding Hua had already knelt down and bowed his head in greeting. "I, Yunhua, pay my respects to Your Highness," he said.

Yunhua

An Xuetang raised an eyebrow. So Ding Hua was surnamed Yun, he was a member of the Yun family army in Mo Yun Jing's estate.

Mo Yunjing's eyes flashed with surprise, his dark eyes staring intently at Ding Hua, as if confirming his identity.

Then, Ding Hua took out his identity token and handed it to Mo Yun Jing.

Mo Yunjing took it over and touched it, then returned it to him, saying lightly, "Get up."

"Yes."

An Xuetang curled her lips and crouched beside Mo Yunjing, "A-Jing, you really are something. I accidentally bought a manor, and the steward turned out to be your subordinate. Don't you think the world is small"

Mo Yunjing raised an eyebrow. "Well, it is rather small."

He looked at Ding Hua with his dark eyes and said faintly, "What news have you gotten recently"

Ding Hua bowed, "The day the prince disappeared, our three cities' grain and fodder were just transported to Bei Jiang City. General Yun Yi promptly moved it into the army, preventing the soldiers from starving."

Mò Yún Jǐng let out a sound of agreement. This was the first time he'd received news from Beijiang City since leaving.

Yun Yi and others were closely watched. If it weren't for Yun Liu's death, he wouldn't be able to recover here safely.

But people from the sword school still appear occasionally, which shows that some people still don't believe his death.

Ding Hua didn't know what he was thinking about. At this time, his expression was a little hesitant. Mo Yunjing saw it and said again, "Just say what you have to say."

Ding Hua lowered his head deeply, clasped his hands together and spoke with difficulty, "Your Highness, after losing a city in the north, General Yun Er was executed by scoundrels from the capital. General Yun Yi... he was also... his left hand was chopped off!"

"!"

Mo Yun's eyes instantly became sharp, his brows furrowed tightly, the line of his jaw clenched hard, and his voice turned colder. "And"

Ding Hua gritted his teeth and spoke again, “I just received news that the Man army is preparing for another attack. It is likely that Beijang City will have to engage in battle soon. However, messages from the capital indicate that they are no longer willing to continue supplying grain and fodder to the Beijang army. They insist that the Beijang army must win the battle and retake the city lost last time before they will resume supplying them.”

This message didn't affect Mo Yunjing in any way, because the first half of the message was within his plan. The news he had Jiang Qingyang deliver to Beijang a while back was to deal with this very matter.

Mo Yunjing was silent for a moment, then asked again, "What news is there from the capital"

This question made Ding Hua fall silent for a moment, but since Mo Yun Jing had spoken, Ding Hua naturally didn't dare to hide it. “Your Highness, the latest news from the capital is that the Crown Prince has been thrown into the death row, and the Second Prince has also been imprisoned there.”

Mo Yunjing clenched his fists. Upon receiving this news, the usually calm face of his suddenly contorted with anger, veins bulging.

An Xuetang had been listening silently all along. Seeing him like this now, she guessed a lot of things.

The Tai Zi Guan's death row should be where they imprisoned condemned criminals, and the prince in Ding Hua's words is the only son of the Crown Prince.

This emperor is truly cruel. Now he not only wants to kill his son but also his grandson.

At this time, An Xue Tang squatted down and gently stroked his clenched fist, "A Jing, everything will be alright."

Mo Yunjing came back to his senses, lowered his gaze and looked at her intently. In the fading twilight, his eyes were as deep as the ocean. After a moment, he slowly said, "Yes, everything will be alright."

Although he said the same words as An Xuetang, the meaning behind them was worlds apart. Even Ding Hua could hear the certain determination in his tone.

An Xuetang pursed her lips, wrenched his hand open, and interlocked their fingers. "A Jing, no matter what you do, I support you."

Isn't that just rebelling She accompanied him, and since she chose him, she must certainly stand on the same side as him.

Mò Yún Jǐng's heart clenched, but she replied calmly, "Hmm."

Ding Hua said some more things, but they were all about their plans. An Xue Tang listened vaguely, and in the end, Mo Yun Jing let Ding Hua push him back to his room. He wrote a letter and handed it to Ding Hua. "Deliver this to Beijing, to Yun Si."

Ding Hua respectfully bowed. "Yes."

After Ding Hua turned and left, An Xuetang stood silently beside Mo Yunjing, waiting for news from him about the sudden message she had received today.

Mo Yunjing didn't make her wait too long. He slightly tilted his head to look at her, softly calling out, "Tangtang."

"Hmm" An Xuetang immediately walked to his side and squatted down, speaking softly, "Ah Jing, do you need me to do something"

Mò Yúnjǐng's dark and profound eyes gazed at her, without a word. The next second, he pulled her up, his arm swiftly hooking around her waist, pulling her down to sit on his lap, taking her into his embrace.

He held her arms so tightly, his chest warm and steady.

An Xuetang was afraid she would crush his legs, so at this moment, she used her legs to support herself slightly. But Mo Yunjing seemed to have seen it. He bent down slightly and hugged her upward with force, lifting her completely off the ground.perial decree to your fifth uncle, ordering him to defeat the barbarian nation and reclaim the lost territories. But I heard that the barbarians are fearless and brave warriors, very formidable. Your...