At this time, An Xuetang saw the wounds behind Mo Yunjing, and her face turned purple with anger. She originally thought that she might as well bear it.

But when she saw his wound, she couldn't help it. She gritted her teeth and muttered:

"Tell me quickly who made you look like this. I can't even move a finger. You were beaten like this by others? Who dares to ruin you like this? I don't teach him a good lesson!"

An Xuetang's angry look made Mo Yunjing laugh. He raised his hand and touched her head, "It's really okay, don't be angry, it hurts your body!"

"gas!"

An Xuetang pursed her lips, "How could she not be angry? Tell me quickly, who hurt you so much?"

While speaking, An Xuetang began to strip away his clothes and carefully looked at the wound on his back.

His injuries were like a rattan, one by one, and he was soon stripped naked by An Xuetang and his upper body was naked.

In addition to the vine wounds, there are also old injuries on his back, which are also one by one. It is obvious that he was often beaten like this before.

Seeing that she had to figure it out, Mo Yunjing smiled at the corner of his mouth, "It's the father, so how do Tangtang want to deal with him?"

“…”

An Xuetang was speechless, why is it the dog emperor again? He would feel uncomfortable if he didn't abuse her Ajing for a day, right?

An Xuetang caressed the wound on his back with heartache, and then took out a white bottle from his waist.

These were some trauma-treat ointments she had made before, and now she began to wipe him.

"Don't worry, Ajing, I will definitely make the emperor pay the price for the pain you suffered today."

No matter whether he is an emperor or not, no matter how powerful he is, no one can stop him if she wants to take revenge!

She was too late to spoil Mo Yunjing. She was reluctant to touch a finger on her usual occasions. This dog emperor is so good. He dared to hurt her man like this, and she would not take revenge!

An Xuetang secretly thought about how to avenge him while applying ointment.

Her medicine is very effective, but it is almost inflamed when used to treat the wound on Mo Yunjing's back.

"A Jing, I'll go out later to find some herbs for you to apply, so that it will be better soon."

"No, this injury has been healed almost, so there is no need to be such trouble."

While talking, Mo Yunjing pulled her down and let her sit on his lap.

An Xuetang exclaimed, "Let me go quickly, you have any injuries."

She struggled a little, not very dared to make a big noise, for fear of getting hurt on his body, and she was not sure if he had any other injuries on his body.

However, her struggle was not as strong as Mo Yunjing.

Mo Yunjing hugged her waist tightly, "No problem, this injury is really nothing."

"Where else was injured on your body besides the back injury?"

"It's gone, that's just a little bit of injury."

An Xuetang pursed her lips, her heart was complicated and unspeakable. When she thought of him being injured when she returned to Beijing, she clenched her fists slightly with her hands.

But when she met his indifferent eyes, she sighed helplessly and reached out to touch his cheek:

"Tell me, if someone wants to hit you, you just keep moving and letting you hit you? Are you stupid?"

Mo Yunjing hugged her hard and spoke in a low and hoarse voice, "Since you are so worried, Tangtang will protect me in the future, okay?"

An Xuetang squinted her eyes and met his earnest eyes. Her heart was soft. How could she say anything to refuse? She looked at him pretending to be a warning and said angrily:

"I don't care. No one can hurt you in the future. Even if the emperor is not good, you can't let someone beat you stupidly. So what if the emperor gives an order? Run! As long as you don't let someone beat you, run away first, and I will get you back in the future!"

At this time, there was a deep worry hidden in her eyes.

In fact, she understood that the so-called filial piety and the so-called etiquette of the monarch and the subjects were the most important in this era.

The dog emperor was not only Mo Yunjing's father but also the king, so it was really difficult for him to resist him in public!

Mo Yunjing might have been used to it. He looked at her dotingly, "Okay, if I am bullied in the future, let Tangtang come back for me."

An Xuetang knew that he was just saying that, and now she sighed slightly.

"A Jing, why did the emperor beat you this time?"

Mo Yunjing's smile dissipated a little, as if he didn't really want to mention this, but since An Xuetang asked, he didn't think of hiding it from her.

"After I came out of the palace, I went to find my brother and broke into the prince's mansion, and my father had a reason to punish him."

While speaking, Mo Yunjing put his arms around her waist with one hand and played with her fair fingertips with the other. His attitude of speaking was casual, as if he was talking about other people's affairs!

Although what he said was very calm, An Xuetang's face gradually became gloomy.

She felt a little disappointed and pinched his waist, "Since you've left the palace, why are you still letting him punish him?"

She thought he was in the palace when he was punished by the emperor, so she couldn't escape.

Now when he heard that he was punished by the dog emperor after leaving the palace, he didn't escape?

Thinking of this, if An Xuetang hadn't been hurt behind his back, she would have to kill him now!!

How could you be so stupid!

Mo Yunjing saw An Xuetang's temper rising, and his heart warmed up. He unconsciously smiled and his hands holding her became tighter.

I was afraid that she would get angry the more she thought about it, so he picked up her chin and kissed her hard to divert her attention.

...

At this time, in a courtyard in the back mountain, the abbot of begging for alms, who was called an old man by An Xuetang, was sitting in the main seat. The five monks standing in front of him were very respectful.

"Return to the master, as the master thought, the female donor wanted to break through tonight."

The begging abbot curled his lips and smiled, "The woman who can be taken by the King of Northern Xinjiang is not a woman who is easy to mess with. I guess there is still a good show to watch tonight."

The five monks looked at each other, and one of them frowned slightly, "Master, this woman has no internal strength, what should those disciples do? But if you want to attack her, if you hurt her, the King of Northern Xinjiang will probably not give up."

The abbot of begging for alms laughed a few times, "With the King of Northern Xinjiang here, do you guys want to hurt her? But it's not that easy."

The abbot of begging for alms knew Mo Yunjing's strength very well. Although the five monks in front of him were very good at martial arts, as long as Mo Yunjing took action, they would definitely not be able to hurt the princess of the Northern Xinjiang.

The five monks did not deny it, and they had fought with Mo Yunjing, but if the female donor insisted on breaking into the back mountain, they would still have to take action.

The begging abbot was full of interest in An Xuetang. When he thought of her possible behavior tonight, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up.

When the five monks saw him laugh, the five of them didn't understand what was going on!

The female donor obviously wanted to break into the back mountain, but what did they think that the begging abbot still had some expectations on his face?
Chapter completed!