eaking ill of him. What you choose to do for him is entirely up to you."But as a friend, I have to remind you, Mo Yunchen is completely different from the one you first met. You can do things for him,...After taking out her tools, An Xue Tang was still afraid she wouldn't be able to handle his wound well, so she shouted for Feng Ming from the hands outside the courtyard.

Nevertheless, the amount of alcohol Phoenix Ming drank today was nothing to him.

So, after returning, I could still help An Xue Tang very well and clearly.

Of course, Han Yun was also worried. He followed Feng Ming over at this time, responsible for having his men bring the boiling hot water needed by the princess of Beijang in a timely manner.

Han Yun and Feng Ming both froze for a moment when they saw the wound on Mo Yunjing's abdomen.

Apparently, none of them had imagined that Mo Yunjing's abdominal wound was so serious, it had already festered.

But he was still able to stand steadily and converse with them, without showing any sign of pain during their interaction.

I have to admit, Mo Yunjing is truly ruthless to himself.

When An Xue Tang saw the wound on his abdomen, her eyes were filled with grief and anger, but she quickly put her thoughts aside. She exchanged a glance with Feng Ming, then began to treat the wound.

Although the wound has some rotting flesh, it's not too deep luckily, so it's not that troublesome to treat.

...and it doesn't endanger vital organs, so as long as it is treated promptly and proper aftercare is taken, it will not be life-threatening.

After working for almost an hour, An Xue Tang finally finished sewing the wound. She wrapped it with clean gauze after which she was drenched in sweat.

As a doctor, the thing she dislikes most is treating the wounds of those dearest to her. She can't bear to see such heavy injuries on the people she loves most.

But what can be done He is the illustrious War God, King of Beijiang after all. He was born extraordinary, and in an era of war, his identity doesn't allow him a peaceful life.

During the surgery, Qianyunge's men continuously fetched boiling water to change the basin after basin in the room. An Xuetang also wiped Mo Yunjing clean during this time.

After putting on a new set of clothes for him, he looked at Feng Ming and Han Yun and said, "Brother, Master Han, thank you."

"It's all within my duty," Han Yun replied with a slight shake of her head.

Feng Ming narrowed her eyes slightly, a hint of displeasure in her voice. "When did things between us become so polite"

An Xue Tang's lips curled into a smile. At this time, Mo Yun Jing, who had just woken up, also spoke, "Thank you."

His thanks were not simply for Tonight's Phoenix Cry and Han Yun's assistance this evening.

He also expressed gratitude to them for protecting his queen along the way, and for taking care of her while he was away.

Feng Ming heard his meaning and snorted, "Instead of having time to thank me, you might as well coax my little Tang well."

Having said that, he and Han Yun glanced at each other, and in unison, they turned and walked away.

Anyway, today Mo Yunjing's abdominal wound has been treated and it seems they won't need them anymore.

After their long separation, the couple knew they shouldn't stay here any longer.

......

After Deng Fengming, Han Yun, and the Qingyun Pavilion disciples all retreated, Mo Yunjing tried to sit up but was promptly stopped by An Xuetang. "Don't move," she said hurriedly.

Mo Yunjing smiled helplessly, "This little injury is truly nothing to worry about."

Her wound was just stitched up, she doesn't know if it's going to be okay yet.

The original text comes from T&A Novel~&A;.

"At that, she glared at him with feigned anger. "I don't care," she said. "I just finished your surgery and your wound is barely healed. If you're not careful, it will bleed again. No matter what, you have to lie still for me. Even if the sky falls, you have to lie still!"

This is no laughing matter, it concerns his safety, An Xuetang couldn't help but take it to heart.

At this point, the wound on his abdomen had been treated, and her gaze gradually shifted to Mo Yunjing's face.

He still had a black face mask wrapped around his face, and now was probably the time to take it off.

Thinking of his face being ruined, An Xuetang clenched her hand tightly and slowly raised it, moving towards his face.

Mo Yunjing knew what she was about to do, her eyes changed, and she immediately grabbed her wrist, her voice hoarse, "Don't look."

An Xuetang met his gaze, her eyes extremely firm, her voice also extremely firm, "I want to see, no matter what you become, you are still my husband. Unless you divorce me and have nothing to do with me anymore, then I can just ignore you."

But as long as you are still my husband, no matter where you are hurt, I will be responsible.

"Besides, the toxins in your body seem complex, but that doesn't mean I can't treat you."

After finishing with such a firm tone, An Xue Tang wanted to try a softer approach. So at this moment, she let out a very helpless sigh, took his large hand in hers, and softened her voice, gently comforting him:

"Ajing, we now have two very lovely children. I gave them nicknames, Pingping and Anan. From their names, you can see my expectation for our family: that everyone is safe and sound."

"Whether it's you, my elder brother, or Zi Ling, or even everyone in the Bei Jiang Wangfu and Xun Tang Gu, I hope that all of you will be safe and sound. Please don't let anything else happen."

"I don't crave power, wealth, or fame. All I wish for is for everyone to live in peace and harmony."

"Don't worry, I can definitely cure the poison in your body. Trust me, let me take a look at your face, trust my medical skills, okay"

She was determined to see the face, no matter what.

Mò Yún Jǐng's eyes dimmed, not because he didn't want her to see.

Instead, he was afraid... afraid that if she saw his face, it would make her uncomfortable.

> I'm even more afraid to see the disdain in her eyes.

Their eyes met, and for a long moment, there was only silence. An Xuetang pursed her lips, then reached out, wanting to lift the veil from his face.

Mo Yunjing's parting glance was veiled with a hint of helplessness. His voice, husky with emotion, carried a faint warning: "It might frighten you."

First published by: Tower-read novels

"I am not afraid."

She was determined to see exactly what kind of injuries were on his face, no matter what.

So, continuing to place his hand on the cloth covering his face, he found the knot at the side of his ear and slowly untied it. He carefully removed the black cloth piece by piece.

When she finally saw the true face of Mo Yunjing, her hand holding the black veil trembled violently. The scene before her was like a bolt from the blue, shattering the last vestiges of her reason into pieces.

How could this be How could it have come to this

Looking at her expression, Mo Yunjing's eyes grew dimmer and dimmer. He suddenly felt incredibly disheartened, as if he had been abandoned by the entire world.

As expected, she was indeed scared off by her own face.

Seeing the tears welling up in An Xuetang's eyes, he reached out to take the black veil from her hand and cover that terrifying face again.

Ke An Xue Tang realized his intentions, and at this time, she directly threw the black veil to the ground.

She fought back tears, her voice choked with emotion. “Is this why you’ve been avoiding me Is this why you wanted to pretend to be dead”want to eat it."Little Ning wasn't easy to coax, she softened her voice, "Be good, okay Chew this up and drink some juice. This is good for your body."Yunliu pursed her lips, her eyes clearly disguste...