Mo Yunchen's wound looked terrifying. She frowned unconsciously and said in a suppressed voice:

"How much hatred did the person who cut you down your arms have with you? He still abused you so much after cutting it."

An Xuetang looked at the wound and knew that not long after Mo Yunchen's arm was cut off, his wound was burned by someone before he healed.

This injury made her shocked, and the resentment towards him was not so obvious.

Mo Yunchen looked at An Xuetang's serious face in a daze. Obviously, he didn't expect An Xuetang to show such a heartache look, and he was more amazed in his heart.

Jiang Qingyang had already informed him of some things about her. Jiang Qingyang has always praised her for her excellent medical skills. It is estimated that few people in this world can compare with her. When he heard these words, he only felt that Jiang Qingyang was exaggerating.

What he really thought about was that An Xuetang was just a woman, a woman growing up in the countryside. Where did she get her abilities?

But now she could know what he suffered just by looking at his broken arm. I have to say that she really made him look at him with admiration.

An Xuetang frowned. At this moment, she took out the ointment from the medicine box and dipped the cotton swab she made into the ointment and applied it to his broken arm.

It is rare that Mo Yunchen no longer continued to stop him. After An Xuetang applied the medicine, she took out a bottle of medicine and put it on Mo Yunchen's bed:

"This bottle is detoxified. There is still a severe poison left in your body. Before you can pick up your arms, you must first expel the poison from your body and maintain your body before you can do it."

Mo Yunchen came to his senses and his face darkened, "No, I don't need you to pick up my arms. It's better not to have this arm, don't do it."

An Xuetang gave him a blank look, "It turns out that you are better off when you don't speak."

She stood up and signaled Ning'er to put away the medicine box. She looked at Mo Yunchen on the bed and said:

"Remember, I will pick you up just for the sake of A Jing and Ziling whom I love. If you were not their relatives, even if you kneel down and beg me, I would not look at you more, let alone treat you."

Mo Yunchen's face turned red when she said, "You...you...how can you talk to me like this, I..."

"What are you?"

What An Xuetang hates the most is the man with Mo Mo's traces. Moreover, Mo Yunchen's machismo is in his bones, and he looks down on women is also in his bones, so he will naturally reveal a sense of pride in front of women.

An Xuetang can understand such a man. After all, this is the case in this world, and she will not want to use her own strength to change the ideas of all men in the world. So the only thing she can do is to let herself automatically ignore such a man.

An Xuetang looked at him expressionlessly, "Ajing hopes you are well, so I will help him realize this wish. And you are Ziling's father, and he cares about your safety, so I also hope to solve the toxins and arms in your body earlier, and you will go to him earlier to meet him."

"You don't have to worry that A Jing will be plotted for my medical skills or ridiculous rumors, because even if you are worried, it's useless. Those who want to make up for it have already planned. A Jing and I are not a big deal."

"If you really consider A Jing, then restore yourself and don't let yourself become his weakness. I don't think A Jing and I will be restrained by the emperor."

"That's all I want to say. I know you look down on my identity and think I am not worthy of the position of Princess of the Northern Xinjiang. But now that things have come, you can't change anything, so don't try to change anything."

"If I were you, I would be able to recover now, instead of thinking about this and that, and ending up accomplishing nothing."

After Balabala said this long passage, An Xuetang turned around and left, and Fu'er and others also turned around and followed him out.

Mo Yunchen stared at An Xuetang's back as he left, until Jiang Qingyang came in and reminded him that it was time to take medicine.

Mo Yunchen stared at the medicine beside the bed and was silent for a moment before speaking, "Qingyang, what kind of woman do you think...what kind of woman is she?"

Jiang Qingyang raised his eyebrows, thought for a while before answering, "The Princess of Northern Xinjiang is a mysterious woman that no one can understand. At the same time, she is also the only woman worthy of the King of Northern Xinjiang."

“…”

Mo Yunchen didn't expect that even Jiang Qingyang had such a high evaluation of An Xuetang, "The only woman worthy of A Jing? What kind of ability does she have besides her medical skills?"

"Crown Prince, have you forgotten what your subordinates told you? The Princess of Northern Xinjiang led the prince to destroy the Dayue Kingdom overnight. The current Dayue Kingdom is called Nianyuncheng."

"Is it really her idea?"

Jiang Qingyang nodded slightly, "It's true that the world is actually incredible to see how the princess and princess conquered the Dayue Kingdom. If you want to understand the truth, it's better to listen to the princess in the Northern Xinjiang to treat it. When your health is recovered, wouldn't you understand when you go to the princess in person?"

Speaking of Mo Junyi, Jiang Qingyang saw that Mo Yunchen's eyes were loose, and he continued to speak, "Crown Prince, you owe the prince so much fatherly love, it's time to repay it to him."

Mo Yunchen felt a little nervous, and was silent for a moment, and finally picked up the medicine bottle beside the bed.

...

An Xuetang came back from Mo Yunchen's yard. Mo Yunjing was still helping her organize the medicinal materials in the yard. She raised her eyebrows and walked to him, and also started to sort out the categories, "A Jing, are you okay to do today?"

"have."

"Hmm? What's the matter?"

"Help you get the powder."

“…”

An Xuetang chuckled, "A Jing, your mouth is getting sweeter and sweeter."

Mo Yunjing's mouth curled up slightly and suddenly asked, "Brother, have you said anything too much to you?"

"He doesn't, but I do."

An Xuetang raised her eyebrows, "Anyway, I am a person who will not let myself be wronged, so I said something harsh to him. If he complained to A Jing, you shouldn't blame me, right?"

Mo Yunjing smiled slightly and looked at her with doting eyes, "No."

"That's good, then I'll ask the King of Northern Xinjiang to continue to help me ground the powder."

Mo Yunjing smiled, "Okay."

The two continued to lower their heads to sort out the medicinal materials, talking and laughing. Fu'er and others were guarding outside the yard at this time, giving them enough space to get along.

...

At this time, the four girls outside the yard all had heavy expressions, especially Ning'er, who looked at the distance from time to time, as if waiting for someone.

Shou'er stood beside Ning'er, and her thoughts were the most delicate. Seeing Ning'er frowning slightly, she reached out and gently held Ning'er's cold hand, comforted her, "Ning'er, don't worry, don't scare yourself."
Chapter completed!