Seeing the faces of the two, An Xuetang frowned even more, "Brother, what happened?"

Feng Ming nodded, "Go into the house and say."

Even if you have to talk, there is no need to stand in the yard like this.

Mo Yunjing led An Xuetang into the hospitality guest room in the courtyard. After the few people sat down, Feng Ming and Han Yun looked at each other, and then Han Yun took the initiative to explain.

What the two of them were about to say was the same as Mo Yunjing thought, and it was the rumor about An Xuetang.

The people in Qingyun Pavilion have discovered something is wrong, and most gangs in the world have begun to send people to Beijing.

Such news undoubtedly made Feng Ming worried that once these people entered Beijing, his Atang would have no peace.

What’s so bad is that not only people from the world sent people here, but now the royal families of various countries have also begun to inquire about who the princess in the northern border is.

Especially the people in the royal family, when the emperors of various countries heard this rumor, they wanted to get An Xuetang more than the people in the martial arts world. If they couldn't get it, they would definitely try every means to kill An Xuetang.

After all, no one would joke about their throne. For the bright lamp, they would rather believe it than believe it.

Mo Yunjing sat in the main seat. After listening to Han Yun and Feng Ming talking, he didn't say anything.

This matter is really difficult, and Feng Ming didn't force him to give any solution now, and several people fell into silence.

After a long silence, An Xuetang felt that the atmosphere was too heavy. She cleared her throat and said lightly:

"I know you are worried about my safety, but nothing has happened yet. Don't be sad. The soldiers come to block the enemy and the water comes to cover the earth. When they come, we will solve them one by one, so there is no need to worry so much."

Feng Ming knew that An Xuetang said this to comfort them, but he considered more than her, but she was pregnant with a child in her belly, and what he was thinking about was just to increase her worries.

Thinking of this, Feng Ming had to lower his eyes slightly to cover the complexity in his eyes, and then he pretended to be relaxed:

"Yes, who can tell the next thing clearly? The boat will naturally straighten when it reaches the bridge. Take one step at a time. No matter what, I am here, and the people from Xuntanggu are there."

Hearing Feng Ming say this, Han Yun, who was sitting beside him, suddenly spoke, "And my Qingyun Pavilion, I..."

Before Han Yun could finish his words, Mo Yunjing and Feng Ming's expressions subconsciously frowned, and they interrupted him in unison, "What's wrong with you?"

“…”

Han Yun choked, and he held it in for a long time before saying, "No matter what, the princess of the Northern Xinjiang has saved my life. If something happens to her in the future, my Qingyun Pavilion will not be saved by death."

"Shut up and don't curse our Atang."

After saying that, Feng Ming stood up first, "It's getting late, Atang, go back and rest."

An Xuetang nodded, and she saw Han Yun's eyes clearly saying something to Mo Yunjing. She hesitated for a moment and said to Mo Yunjing, "Ajing, I'll go back with my brother first."

Mo Yunjing looked at Han Yun coldly before nodding at An Xuetang, "Don't tinker with those medicinal materials today."

"knew."

...

After Feng Ming and An Xuetang left, Mo Yunjing's expression returned to his indifference. He looked at Han Yun, "What's the matter?"

Even An Xuetang could see that Han Yun had something to say to him, but Mo Yunjing had no reason and couldn't tell.

Han Yun pursed his lips and was silent for a moment before speaking out, "Someone wants to kill her."

Mo Yunjing's clear and cold eyebrows frowned subconsciously, "Do you suspect that this king is taking her life?"

"She is about to enter Beijing. Except for Prince, you want her life, I really can't think of anyone who wants her life at this critical moment."

Listening to Han Yun's words, Mo Yunjing's eyes became more and more gloomy. He stared at Han Yun and was silent for a moment before saying, "Han Yun, how many years have you known me?"

Han Yun was stunned for a moment before answering, "More than ten years."

"So in your eyes, I am a person who doesn't keep his word?"

“…”

Mo Yunjing's rhetoric completely made Han Yun unable to speak out.

He knew very well how the character of the King of Northern Xinjiang was, but when he learned that she was being hunted, he only thought of Mo Yunjing in his mind, so he thought that Mo Yunjing sent someone to chase her.

But at this time, after Mo Yunjing asked this, he suddenly came to his senses.

Since Mo Yunjing promised that he would not take her life, he would definitely keep his promise.

Thinking of this, Han Yun's face was a little guilty and embarrassed. He silently said, "Sorry."

Mo Yunjing stood up and stared at him with cold eyes, "I promised not to kill her, but that was just a previous grudge. If she still tried to do something stupid this time, I would not show mercy."

After saying this, Mo Yunjing left directly. Han Yun stood there and was silent for a moment, finally sighing helplessly.

Of course he knew that if it weren't for his previous threat, the King of Northern Xinjiang would not let her go.

If she was still so willful when she entered Beijing, I'm afraid... he wouldn't be able to protect her.
Chapter completed!