stealing things!They all hated her with a passion, but what could they do about it nowWhy is this woman the mistress's goddaughterThe master would bring back a new "goddaughter" almost every few days....Thinking of this, Feng Ming's clenched hands grew even tighter, her knuckles turning white.

By this time, An Xue Tang had regained her composure. No matter how flustered she was inside, her face remained exceptionally composed. Her clear eyes stared at the lamplight, and she let out a leisurely smile, "If this concubine hasn't received news from her own husband, could it be that Master Ming Deng has taken it for this concubine"

"Hahahahahaha"

Upon hearing An Xuetang's words, Ming Deng suddenly burst into laughter, a laugh laced with heavy sarcasm, as if mocking her self-deception.

After he finished laughing, those eyes that seemed to smile yet not smile narrowed slightly. He pointed at Ning'er and Yun Si and the others, and sneered, "It seems that the people around you aren't very honest with you. Such a big thing has kept you in the dark all along."

Facing his sarcastic provocation, An Xue Tang's expression remained unchanged, a smile playing on her lips. Master Ming Deng, perhaps it would be better to speak plainly, why all these roundabout words Or do you think such ambiguous language could disturb this princess's thoughts, or perhaps expose some weakness

"Having said that, An Xuetang let out a light chuckle. 'If Master Ruo is truly up to this, then I'm afraid Master Ming Deng will be disappointed. If this princess were to be swayed by your few words, how could she possibly hold the position of Princess of Bei Jiang' "

Seeing that she remained completely unaffected, Ming Deng's face darkened as he let out a cold snort. "It seems you truly won't shed tears until you see the coffin, or perhaps you don't care at all about the fate of the King of Bei Jiang. Even if he's in dire straits in You Lan City, on the brink of death, you show not even the slightest concern"

Her heart sank, and she felt dizzy as if on the verge of death.

She had been worried about Mo Yunjing all along, but Mo Junyi and the others deliberately kept it from her, leaving her clueless.

She wanted to find an opportunity to question Mo Junyi and get him to reveal the truth. She wanted to know what had happened with Mo Yunjing that caused him to stop writing for so long.

But before she could figure out a way to get the information from Mo Junyi, the incident with Feng Ming and Hua Duoer happened.

The death of the flowers, especially, filled her with a mixture of grief and anger. She had drifted through these days in a daze, her heart heavy. Though she worried for Mo Yun Jing, she believed he wouldn't be in any real danger.

After all, she had sent so many brothers to protect him in the Tang Valley with explosives. No matter what, he couldn't be in mortal danger.

So you can put aside any worries about him.

But she really didn't expect Ming Deng to say such things at this time.

This forced her to suspect even more that something extremely serious had happened to Mo Yunjing.

She was being watched intently by Ming Deng's unwavering gaze, and inwardly, she felt extremely uneasy. Her heart pounded like a drum, her palms were sweating, but on the surface, she maintained an air of extreme calmness, not letting Ming Deng see even the slightest hint of her anxiety.

"I see her curving lips into a sneer, "This concubine didn't expect the renowned Master Ming Deng to actually learn how to lie through his teeth for his own gain. Everyone knows that my husband has been training soldiers in Youlan City's military camp."

And the eunuch sent by the emperor to deliver the imperial decree only returned to Beijing yesterday. That eunuch personally saw my lord in the camp.

"I wonder where the Master of Ming Deng heard this rumor from. He actually believes that something has happened to our King of Bei Jiang Or perhaps the Master of Ming Deng has been thinking about cursing my King of Bei Jiang day and night these days"

"So now you're fantasizing, taking everything you dreamed as real, aren't you"

After that, An Xuetang laughed twice more.

Ming Deng looked at her like this, his face even darker. He said coldly, "Humph, do you know in your heart whether the King of Beijang is alright or not."

Actually, Ming Deng just wanted to try and trick An Xue Tang. Who knew she wouldn't fall for it

His people have also been inquiring about Mo Yunjing's whereabouts. However, the information relayed back these days indicates that the King of Beijang is still residing in the military camp of Youlan City.

But he didn't believe it, and Zier didn't either.

Because, through their interactions with Mo Yunjing these past few days, An Xuetang giving birth to a child was such a significant event that he couldn't possibly remain indifferent. He didn't even send back a letter, and he himself didn't consider returning to the capital immediately. Even in this situation, he could calmly train soldiers in the military camp as if nothing had happened. This wasn't Mo Yunjing's usual character.

So he had reason to suspect that Mo Yunjing must have run into some trouble, either plotting something big or sustaining a serious injury that kept him from returning.

But their people couldn't figure out what happened either. And because Mo Yun Jing appeared in the camp every day, he didn't look seriously injured.

What he just said was more about gauging An Xue Tang's reaction, to see what she would do next.

He didn't expect her to be so calm, which made him doubt his own suspicions.

Could it be that Mo Yunjing is really still safe and sound in the Youlan City barracks

If that were the case, then why was he so indifferent to An Xuetang's pregnancy

Given his level of importance placed on An Xuetang, it's impossible that a simple concern would be all he had to offer.

However, whatever had happened, he wasn't going to continue arguing with An Xue Tang for now. He turned his head and looked at Shuangshuang, who was bound to the stone lion statue, her expression somewhat dazed.

He frowned, she was his own child after all, and he could tell at a glance that she lacked her usual energy. She looked lost and despondent, as if she had lost something incredibly important.

His deep-set eyes darkened for a moment before he finally spoke, "Shuangshuang, do you regret anything that has happened"gh so many battles to be disrupted again because of this imperial struggle, causing constant warfare and suffering for the people.Mo Yunjing didn't want to answer Sun Gao Ting's words. For this kind o...