Yun Si had a cold sweat behind him. He couldn't figure out. It was obvious that An Xuetang had no internal strength, so how did she solve him in three moves?

An Xuetang took a step back, threw the knife to the ground, and spoke happily, "How? Can my skills still deserve my home view?"

Yun Si knelt down, "It's his subordinates who are ignorant, please punish the princess."

Although his voice was not so natural to call him, he did not have the same reluctance as before.

An Xuetang raised her eyebrows, and she turned back to Mo Yunjing, held his hand, and spoke gently, "Ah Jing, I'll give Yun Si another chance today, okay?"

Mo Yunjing nodded and pinched her little hand, "Okay, listen to Tangtang."

After saying that, he looked at Yun Si, his eyes became extremely sharp, and he said coldly, "Next time, I will apologize for death!"

Yun Si was a little excited and bowed, "Yes, thank you Prince, thank you Princess!"

An Xuetang pursed her lips, and she looked at Yun Si’s injured shoulder thoughtfully, then looked at Ding Hua.

Ding Hua nodded understandingly and said that he would help him treat the wound.

An Xuetang then looked at Mo Yunjing, "Ah Jing, hurry up and go in and rest. You have to hurry up tomorrow. You must have a good rest tonight, otherwise I will feel sorry for you again tomorrow and don't want you to leave."

Mo Yunjing curled his lips, and he looked at her with a doting look, "Okay, don't be too tired."

"Don't worry, Jing, I won't be tired." An Xuetang pushed him into the room and thoughtfully helped him close the door.

She turned back to the operating room, and Mo Junyi followed in.

An Xuetang raised her eyebrows, glanced at him and continued her work, "Ziling, you don't need your help here, you can go back and rest."

Mo Junyi whined, "Woman, I'm accompanying you. I'm afraid you're bored. You should be grateful at this time, instead of driving me away."

An Xuetang laughed, "Boy, do you think your fifth uncle is not here, so you can climb up to my head and become the king?"

Mo Junyi curled his lips and said, "I don't want to be the king."

His words did not mean it on the surface, An Xuetang could hear the disappointment in his tone.

But she didn't expose him at this moment. She glanced at him, "Since you're here, come and help me."

"Woman, you still need me!" Mo Junyi spoke confidently, then walked up to her, "Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

An Xuetang smiled, "I need to grind these herbs into powder, so you can smash them hard, I..."

"Woman, why are you so stupid?"

"..." An Xuetang was confused, "Where am I stupid?"

"Aren't your herbs ground into powder?"

"And, yes, it's just ground into powder."

Mo Junyi Tidi shook his head and spoke helplessly, "Woman, I'm afraid that someone will be plotted to death when you enter Beijing in the future."

When An Xuetang wanted to ask what he wanted to say, Mo Junyi suddenly put the herbs in his palm, and then his hands were closed.

When An Xuetang saw smoke suddenly appearing in his palm, she was stunned, "Zi Ling, you are..."

Not long after Mo Junyi spread his hands, the herbs had turned into powder.

An Xuetang widened her eyes incredibly, "Is this... Could it be the so-called internal force?"

Mo Junyi raised his eyebrows, "Of course, Uncle Wu's internal strength is one of the best in the entire Tianba Kingdom. Don't you know about women? Could it be that you always use your own strength to grind it into powder?"

“…”

An Xuetang's mouth twitched, could she admit it?

The main reason is that her family, Jing has never used deep internal strength in front of her, and she knows nothing.
Chapter completed!