An Xuetang cleared her throat and looked at Feng Ming and said, "Brother, I really don't need a maid around me."

Feng Ming narrowed his eyes and said coldly, "You are the princess of the Northern Xinjiang, but there is no personal maid to serve you. If you know, you won't be afraid that others will laugh!"

After saying that, he looked at Mo Yunjing provocatively, as if accusing him of being ineffective in his work.

Mo Yunjing completely ignored his provocation and said slowly, "Even if you want to arrange a maid for Tangtang, it will be my Northern Xinjiang Palace's affairs, and you don't have to worry about it."

"Atang is my sister, how can I not worry about it? Besides, I'm not at ease with the people you arranged."

"Stop and stop." An Xuetang was afraid that the war between the two was about to break out again, so she quickly shouted to stop, "It's better, I look good about Ning'er, the brother found by Ning'er. I have a good reputation for this girl. A Jing, why not let Ning'er stay by my side, how about it?"

After saying that, she was afraid that Mo Yunjing would not agree, so she hurriedly looked at Ning'er and said, "But Ning'er, you have a little wrong name for me. If you don't call me Miss in the future, just call me the Princess of Northern Xinjiang or the Princess for short. Do you understand?"

Ning'er looked at Feng Ming beside him in embarrassment, and Feng Ming snorted coldly, "She tells you to do whatever you want, after all, your master is her."

Ning'er immediately bowed and said 'Yes'.

Mo Yunjing did not object, and Ning'er seemed to be an ordinary maid. She had martial arts skills and asked her to stay by An Xuetang's side and protect her, so he was relieved.

Feng Ming approached An Xuetang now and "put his hand out."

An Xuetang pursed her lips and quickly reached out.

Feng Ming took her pulse, and after confirming that she was fine, he took Ning'er out and left the space for them.

...

After the two left, An Xuetang blinked her eyes and looked at Mo Yunjing, "A Jing, brother's mouth is a little sharp, but his heart is good. A Jing should not bother with him, okay?"

Mo Yunjing curled her lips, "Yes."

"Ah, right, where is Ziling? And Duoer, are they okay?"

“Everything is OK.”

An Xuetang thought about it and was about to get up, "Ajing, I'll go see them."

However, before she could get up and leave, Mo Yunjing suddenly strangled her wrist. He fell on the bed at some speed. She was also pressed by him to lie down, holding her waist with one hand.

An Xuetang blinked his eyes, "A Jing, what's wrong?"

Mo Yunjing raised his eyebrows and pressed it against her ear and said softly, "You are just awakening, don't run around."

His voice was warm, but his tone and expression were indisputable. In short, he couldn't let her get up and go out.

An Xuetang leaned in his arms, his lips slightly raised. After thinking about it, she had been lying down for two days, and it was only just now that she had just gotten up, and it was not a short time or two to find them.

Besides, she also wanted to talk to her Ajing about the "compensation".

"A Jing, what happened in the camp these two days after I was asleep?"

"Is it new to your brother that almost suffered a stroke in a bad mood?"

"Ah?" An Xuetang was shocked, "What did your brother do?"

"He was bored for the past two days and was wandering around in the military doctor's office, and he made an arbitrariness to change Liu Langzhong's prescription."

“…”

This... is indeed the unruly Feng Mingzhi's behavior.

"Then is Doctor Liu okay now?"

"As long as your brother doesn't go to him every day to find trouble, I think he should be fine."

An Xuetang couldn't help laughing, "Old Man Liu must be thinking that he had met someone who was upset enough for me. Unexpectedly, there was another person who was even more difficult than me. I think Doctor Liu must not think that I have too many people now."

Mo Yunjing also curled her lips, "Yes."

"Where is Ziling? How are he doing in the past two days?"

The child always hides his worries. When he was in the mountains, he experienced something like that. She thought he must be under a lot of psychological pressure.

“He’s very good.”

"Really? Ajing, have you had a good chat with him? After all, Ziling is still young, and we need to know more about his temperament and not let the child fall into a desperate situation. In my opinion, the child's growth process must not be without the care of our parents."

Mo Yunjing curled her lips and touched her head. She even regarded Ziling as a child, but in the royal family, how could there be a child who was ten years old or a child who didn’t understand anything?

If he really doesn't understand anything, he won't be alive now.

"Don't worry, he's really okay."

An Xuetang whispered, "Okay, where is that flower? Is she okay? What's wrong with these two days?"

She was actually afraid that the flowers would be unable to think about it. After all, which woman could accept that she had experienced such a thing?

An Xuetang from the 21st century dared not say that he could accept it, let alone that he had accepted the flowers of feudalism and construction since he was a child.

"It should be fine."

In the past two days, he has only handled matters in the camp. How could he have any leisure to care about unrelated matters?

should?

An Xuetang curled her lips helplessly. As for, she has been lying down like this for the past two days. How could her A Jing have the energy to care about the life and death of the flowers?

After all, to him, Hua Duoer was just a stranger.

As the two were chatting, An Xuetang thought of "compensation". She suddenly turned over and pressed on Mo Yunjing.

Mo Yunjing raised her eyebrows, staring at her with deep eyes, without saying a word.

An Xuetang narrowed his eyes and pinched his chin with one hand. The posture was a little... unruly.

She threw a charming look at Mo Yunjing, and her voice became delicate, "Ajing, you just said you needed me to compensate you. I wonder how Ajing wants me to compensate you? Hum?"

Her "Yeah" is so ambiguous...

Mo Yunjing's mouth twitched, and he lowered his head and looked at her restless little hand that had been drawing circles on his chest, and his eyes became deeper and deeper.

After a moment of silence, he cooperated and said, "How do Tangtang want to compensate me?"

An Xuetang blinked his eyes, "It's better to... like this..."

After saying that, she took a bite on Mo Yunjing's chin, then took a light bite on his nose, and then looked at him provocatively, "A Jing, what do you think I'm compensated?"

She is sure that she won’t do anything to her?!

Mo Yunjing's deep dark eyes narrowed slightly, then quickly turned over, pressed her under her body, and grabbed the back of her head with one hand.

An Xuetang only felt that her breathing was stagnant. Is her A Jing so handsome?

She raised her eyebrows, subconsciously pressed her hand against his chest and rubbed her oil restlessly, and said softly, "Ajing, what are you trying to do?"

Mo Yunjing curled his lips, "Tangtang, do you think I won't do anything to you? Don't forget that my legs are good, it's okay to deal with you...."

“…”

An Xuetang pursed her lips and raised her eyebrows and said, "How do A Jing want to deal with me?"

[Author's off-topic]: Good morning, there are two more chapters to write, and I will be able to write as soon as possible (Yu Ye is weak and asks for votes, and there are fewer and fewer little cuties voting recently)
Chapter completed!