Chapter 602: He Just Doesn't Want to Face Her

ol of happiness being passed on."Hearing her speak of the transference of happiness, Huahua's face changed. She wanted to put the flower back into her hand, "Then I can't take it even more, how can yo...Feng Ming's injuries were indeed quite minor, so An Xue Tang subconsciously thought that her own Ah Jing wouldn't be seriously injured either.

At this moment, one can see that Mo Yunjing's injuries are not light at all.

An Xuetang looked at the blood staining his gauze, her water-like eyes filled with heartache and confusion.

Mo Yunjing's kung fu was extraordinary. Even with Feng Ming teaming up with her, they might not have been able to injure him to this extent. Who did he encounter

How could this possibly have happened to him

She didn't trust other people's ways of bandaging and treating wounds, so she decided to undo it herself and treat him again.

But just as she was about to reach out, Mo Yun Jing coldly said, “This wound has already been treated by the physician. You needn't go through this again and waste this king’s time. This king just wants to sleep soundly, is that so difficult”

At this, An Xue Tang's hot temper truly couldn't be contained any longer!

This man hasn't seen me for just a day and night, how come he suddenly becomes so cold!

"You sleep, I'll handle mine. If you have the guts, try firing me first. Otherwise, no one can stop me."

Speaking of the word "vacation", Mo Yunjing's hands on both sides unconsciously clenched into fists, but he didn't say anything more.

An Xuetang didn't listen to him either. Seeing that he wouldn't speak, she just gave him a cold glance at the moment, then directly reached out and untied the cloth wrapped around his abdomen.

Mo Yunjing knew he couldn't stop her, so he simply closed his eyes at this moment, leaving the rest to her.

His abdominal wound is very deep. Treating it with simple herbal remedies won't work. If it's not handled carefully, there's a risk of infection later on. If it gets worse, it could be life-threatening.

She stared at his wound in silence for a moment, then immediately instructed Ning'er to go get Yun Si and bring back the medicine box. She was going to suture Mo Yunjing's wound.

Ning'er went after responding. An Xuetang stared at Mo Yunjing's face, "Mo Yunjing, don't you really have anything to say to me"

Mò Yún Jǐng didn't open his eyes, he paused for a moment before speaking, "What do you want me to say"

Only then did An Xue Tang realize that from the moment he returned, he had always called himself 'this King' and 'this King', which gave An Xue Tang a sense of alienation.

Before, when he called himself "Your Majesty," his tone wasn't like this at all.

"Well, since you're not going to tell me willingly, let me ask you instead. Where did you go yesterday"

Mo Yunjing fell silent for a moment, "I met a friend outside the city."

"What kind of friend" An Xuetang pursed her lips, staring intently at his face. "Male or female Why would you go out of the city to meet them"

To An Xue Tang's question, Mo Yun Jing showed impatience. His voice grew colder and colder, "Where I went and what friends I met are none of your concern, An Xue Tang. You, a woman confined within these walls, should focus on your own duties. Other matters are none of your business."

"!!"

An Xuetang's eyes widened in disbelief. No matter how hard she thought, she couldn't imagine such words coming from Mo Yunjing's mouth.

She clenched her fists, wishing she could just shake off her annoyance and leave like she usually would.

But his abdominal wound was so severe, she couldn't just leave him like this!

She stared at him, her eyes filled with disappointment. She bit her lip and said, "Mo Yunjing, I hope you don't regret today's actions."

Even though she still had many things she wanted to ask, she didn't speak any further.

Because she knew that even if she asked a hundred questions, Mo Yunjing wouldn't say anything.

Who could force him to say something he doesn't want to

The two stood in silence, the air in the room thick with an eerie and heavy tension.

As soon as Ning'er entered, An Xue Tang didn't say a word and immediately had Ning'er cooperate with her. She wanted to disinfect and suture Mo Yun Jing's wound right away.

Originally, she already had the thought of making him suffer to death. She thought about not giving him anesthesia during the suturing process, but in the end, she was still a little soft-hearted.

She couldn't bear to see him suffer, so after just a moment of hesitation in her mind, she decided to give him anesthetic.

Though his wound was deep, it didn't reach his internal organs. So for An Xue Tang, this was just a simple wound suture, she wasn't too nervous about it.

In less than half an hour, she had already finished treating his wounds. After wrapping a bandage around him, Mo Yunjing was still closing his eyes.

An Xuetang gave him a deep look, she knew he was just unwilling to face her.

Her inner pride made An Xuetang unwilling to continue sticking her hot face onto someone else's cold butt.

After she tucked him in, she got off the bed. "Ninger, find Yunliu to take care of him. From now on, we're moving out of Jingtang Courtyard."

Ning'er looked thoughtfully at Mo Yunjing on the bed, nodding slightly. "Yes, Miss."

An Xuetang: "..."

Ning'er suddenly changing her address almost made An Xue Tang laugh.

As for Ning'er, in her heart, she was only An Xuetang's person. Now that the King of Beijang treated their young mistress like this, Ning'er naturally wouldn't call her 'Princess' anymore.

And in Ning'er's view, even the title of Northern Border Princess wasn't worthy of their young mistress. Since the King of the Northern Border was being like this, she wouldn't be polite anymore.

Hearing Ning'er's voice, An Xuetang felt a little comforted. She reached out and gently touched Ning'er's head, "Ning'er, let's go."

"Okay."

Ninger placed the medicine box on the table in the room and walked out first.

An Xuetang walked step by step to the door. She had always been hoping that Mo Yunjing would call her back, longing for him to suddenly tell her that everything just now was a joke he played on her.

It's a pity, she had already walked out of the room, Mo Yunjing was still speechless.

As for her moving out of Jingtang Garden, he didn't seem to care at all, and even seemed rather pleased about it.

An Xuetang's heart was filled with despair. She immediately left Jingtang Garden and went to Fengming's courtyard.

After the door closed, listening to her receding footsteps, Mo Yunjing slowly opened his eyes. In those seemingly calm and even indifferent, cold eyes, a hint of tenderness flickered.

She is so intelligent that even if he tried to hide it well, he wouldn't be able to keep it from her.

So he dared not meet her eyes, lest she see through him.

But he couldn't let her see.

Feng Ming was sleeping at the moment, An Xue Tang pushed the door open and entered directly. He instantly opened his eyes, thinking he had been intruded by a burglar.

When he saw that it was An Xuetang, he was taken aback. "A-Tang, why are you back Where's Mo Yunjing"

When he mentioned Mo Yunjing, An Xuetang's brows furrowed. "Brother, are you still embarrassed to mention him"

Feng Ming frowned and immediately got up from the bed, reaching for a coat on the side and putting it on. "What's wrong"

"He was so badly hurt, why didn't you tell me"

"What Mo Yun Jing is injured"Anle Marquis's Mansion and Jiang Shangshu's Mansion"Ning'er was just about to explain when An Xuetang suddenly changed color and pounced on her.Both of them fell to the ground.At the same time, a smal...