Chapter 175 Good, listen to Tangtang
nergy is low. So you worried about me and put down your studies to come and accompany me every day. Naturally, you haven't learned much. What do you think of this excuse"Mò Jūn Yì's eyes glinted misch...Yun Si felt a chill run down his spine. He couldn't understand how An Xue Tang, who seemed to have no internal energy at all, had defeated him in just three moves
An Xuetang took a step back, threw the dagger to the ground, and spoke softly, "How is it Is my skill still worthy of my family's name"
Yun Si knelt down with a thud, "It is my fault for being foolish and ignorant, please punish me, Your Highness."
Though his title "Princess" didn't quite feel natural yet, there was definitely no more reluctance in his voice than before.
An Xue Tang raised an eyebrow, she turned back to Mo Yun Jing's side, holding his hand, and spoke softly, "Ah Jing, let's give Yun Si another chance today, okay"
Mo Yun Jing hummed in response, gently squeezing her small hand. "Okay, listen to Tangtang."
After he finished speaking, he looked at Yun Si, his eyes becoming extremely sharp. He said coldly, "If this happens again, you will die!"
Yun Si was a bit excited and bowed, saying, “Yes, thank you, Your Highness, thank you, Your Highness!”
An Xuetang pursed her lips, she glanced thoughtfully at Yun Si's injured shoulder, then at Ding Hua.
Ding Hua nodded in understanding, indicating that he would help him treat the wound.
An Xuetang then looked at Mo Yunjing, "Ah Jing, you should go inside and rest quickly. You have to continue traveling tomorrow, so you must get a good night's sleep tonight. Otherwise, I'll be worried about you again tomorrow, and I don't want to see you leave."
Mo Yunjing hooked his lips, his doting gaze fixed on her, "Good, don't overwork yourself."
"Don't worry, Ajing, I won't be tired." An Xuetang pushed him into the room and thoughtfully closed the door for him.
She turned and went back to the operating room, Mo Junyi following her.
An Xuetang raised an eyebrow, glanced at him, then continued her work. "Zilin, you don't need to help here, go back and rest."
Mo Junyi puckered his lips, "Woman, I'm here to keep you company. I'm afraid you'd be bored. You should be grateful at this time, not chase me away."
An Xuetang chuckled, "Brat, do you think just because your Fifth Uncle isn't here that you can climb onto my head and be king"
Mo Junyi curled his lips and said, "I wouldn't want to be king."
His words weren't meant literally, An Xuetang could hear the disappointment in his tone.
But she didn't expose him now. She glanced at him, "Since you're here, come lend a hand."
"Woman, you still need me, don't you!" Mo Junyi confidently spoke, then walked up to her, "Come on, what do you want from me"
An Xuetang hooked a smile, "These herbs I need to grind into powder, you just use force to crush them, I…"
"Woman, how can you be so stupid"
"...An Xuetang looked confused. "Where am I stupid"
"Aren't these herbs just ground into powder"
"Well, yes, it's ground into powder."
Mo Jun yi looked at her shaking his head, with a helpless tone, he said, "Woman, I'm afraid your intelligence will get you tricked to death when you enter the capital in the future."
When An Xuetang was about to ask what he meant, Mo Junyi suddenly placed the herbs in his palm, then clasped his hands together.
When she saw smoke suddenly appear in his palm, An Xuetang was taken aback, "Zi Ling, what is this..."
Mo Junyi had not been doing it for long before he spread his hands open, and the few medicinal herbs had already turned to powder.
"An Xuetang's eyes widened in disbelief, "This...could it be the so-called inner strength"
Mo Junyi raised an eyebrow. "Of course, Fifth Uncle's internal energy is second to none in the entire Tianba Kingdom. Don't you know that Could it be that you always grind yourself into powder with your own strength"
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An Xuetang's mouth twitched. Could she admit its sharp eyes narrowed slightly. He stared at Liu Lan and said:"Lady Liu, this is not the palace. As for who stays and who leaves, it's up to the mistress of the Beijang Wangfu. You have no right to co...