Chapter 232: Why Did the Prince Choose to Hide It From Her?!

were meant to improve her complexion and reduce fine lines on her face.Liu shi has beautiful features, but she has been oppressed by her in-laws and forced to do a lot of heavy labor over the years. T...Mo Junyi continued to comfort An Xue Tang according to his thoughts, “Mother, don’t worry about what might happen in Fifth Uncle’s courtyard. I promise you, as long as I am here for a day, I will protect you and won’t let you suffer any grievances from those women.”

"An Xuetang came back to her senses and laughed, "Zi Ling, do you think your mother is the kind of woman who would let herself be wronged"

Mo Junyi scratched his head, "It doesn't seem like it."

“That's all there is to it. Mother won't allow herself to be wronged. While it's normal for men here to have three wives and four concubines, in Mother's eyes, my husband can only have me for his whole life. If he ever wants to accept others in the future, Mother absolutely cannot accept it, and I will leave him without hesitation! Never to see each other again!”

Her words were so serious, Mo Junyi stared at her blankly, with a feeling that she might really leave.

He instinctively grabbed her arm, flustered and stammering, "Mother, I'll stop Fifth Uncle from taking a concubine. Please don't leave."

An Xue Tang chuckled and rubbed his head, "Silly boy, Mother was just saying. Your Uncle Wu is the man I chose myself, I trust him!"

He promised a lifetime of togetherness!

Mo Junyi couldn't say what he was thinking about. He glanced at An Xuetang before continuing, "Mother, sometimes men can't resist temptation. No matter what, you have to be more careful. It's not that I'm afraid of my Uncle Wu having ill intentions, but that other women are cunning and deceitful. You and Uncle Wu could be tricked."

The things the gentlemen told him about imperial harems, he had also drawn some conclusions. Women... sometimes are a rather troublesome and terrifying species.

An Xuetang smiled, hearing him say these words so seriously. "Mother knows, it's none of your business what happens between me and your fifth uncle. I am very jealous, how could I possibly let other women covet your fifth uncle Anyone who dares to get close to him, Mother will break her legs first. If that doesn't work, I'll just kill her."

Mo Junyi actually wanted to tell her what the master had said to him today: Do not use your feelings too deeply, lest you harm yourself.

I thought about it, but forget it. His uncle wouldn't be that kind of person.

Over the next few hours, the two discussed types of bows and arrows, as well as existing technologies, inside their tent.

Not until nightfall did An Xuetang remember that she hadn't cooked. By then, someone from the kitchen had already sent over the meal.

"Your Highness, His Royal Highness, it's time for dinner."

An Xuetang looked outside, "Where is the prince Still in the council camp"

"Your Highness, I'm just a common soldier and cannot approach the council tent. Therefore, I don't know if the Prince is there. Please forgive my ignorance."

An Xuetang wasn't that unreasonable, knowing this matter couldn't be blamed on the soldiers. She waved her hand at this moment, "Forget it, you can go now."

"Yes."

After the soldiers of Huo Tou army left, An Xue Tang walked outside the tent and casually asked a guard, "Did anything happen in camp today"

The soldier bowed. "Returning to Your Highness, I am only responsible for guarding this place. I know nothing else."

An Xue Tang: "..."

"Something about this feels off," she pursed her lips, "Can you take me to find the King"

"My Lady, entry to the council tent is restricted. Perhaps you could wait here for His Royal Highness, while I report to General Yun Yi"

No, there must be something wrong here.

An Xue Tang frowned, turning to look at Mo Jun Yi behind her, "Ziling, quickly take me to the council camp, I want to see what your fifth uncle is up to."

That soldier immediately knelt down, "Your Highness, please don't leave the tent."

Sure thing! Here's the translation:lack hair that cascaded like a waterfall down her snowy shoulders.Her large, deep-set eyes held an unreadable expression as she stared at the sky. It was impossible to tell what thoughts were churning...