She clenched her fists with both hands, and she would have shaken her sleeves and left after she had already left.

But the wound on his abdomen was so serious that she couldn't leave like this!

She looked at him, her eyes filled with disappointment, and bit her lip and said, "Mo Yunjing, I hope you don't regret what happened today."

After saying that, even though she still had a lot of things to ask, she still stopped talking.

Because she knew that no matter how much she asked, Mo Yunjing wouldn't say it.

Who can force him to say something that he doesn't want to say?!

The two of them were silent, and the atmosphere in the room was extremely strange and solemn.

Ning'er's movements were also very fast, and soon she took back the medicine box.

As soon as Ning'er entered the door, An Xuetang asked Ning'er to cooperate with her without saying a word. She wanted to immediately disinfect Mo Yunjing's wounds and suture them.

She had already had the idea of ​​letting him die of pain. She thought that she would not give him anesthetics when doing the suture, but she was still a little soft-hearted.

She couldn't bear to let him suffer such pain, so she decided to use anesthetics for just a moment in her mind.

Although his wound was deep, it did not hurt the internal organs, so for An Xuetang this was just a simple wound suture, and she was not very nervous.

In less than half an hour, she had already helped him with the wound. After wrapping him with gauze, Mo Yunjing still closed her eyes.

An Xuetang looked at him deeply, and she knew that he just didn't want to face her.

The self-esteem in his bones made An Xuetang not want to continue to touch her cold butt here.

She covered him with a quilt and got out of bed, "Ning'er, find Yun Liu to take care of him. From now on, we will move out of Jingtangyuan."

Ning'er looked at Mo Yunjing on the bed thoughtfully, nodded slightly, "Yes, Miss."

An Xuetang: "..."

Ning'er suddenly changed her name and almost made An Xuetang laugh.

Yes, in Ning'er's heart, she was just An Xuetang's man. Now that the King of Northern Xinjiang treats their ladies like this, Ning'er will naturally not call her "Princess".

Moreover, in Ning'er's opinion, no title of Princess of the Northern Xinjiang is worthy of their ladies. Since the Northern Xinjiang King has this attitude now, she is not polite.

After hearing Ning'er's voice, An Xuetang felt a little relieved. She reached out and touched Ning'er's head with pamperingness, "Ning'er, let's go."

"good."

Ning'er put the medicine box on the table in the room and walked out first.

An Xuetang walked to the door step by step. She was looking forward to Mo Yunjing calling her in her heart. I hope he suddenly said to her that everything he was joking with her just now.

Unfortunately, she had already walked out of the room, and Mo Yunjing still said nothing.

He didn't seem to care about her about moving out of Jingtangyuan, but he was still a little happy to see it.

An Xuetang was disheartened and immediately left Jingtangyuan and went to Fengming's yard.

After the door closed, listening to her footsteps gradually moving away, Mo Yunjing slowly opened her eyes, and the seemingly calm, even ruthless, and cold eyes reflected some kind of care.

She is so smart that no matter how well he hides her, he is afraid that he can't hide it from her.

So he didn't dare to look her in the eyes, for fear that she would see something.

But he couldn't let her see anything.

...

Feng Ming was sleeping at this moment, and An Xuetang pushed the door and entered directly. He opened his eyes instantly, thinking that he had entered the thief.

But when he saw clearly that the person coming was An Xuetang, he was stunned, "Atang, why are you back? Where is Mo Yunjing?"

When he heard him mention Mo Yunjing, An Xuetang frowned, "Brother, do you have the nerve to mention him?"

Feng Ming frowned, immediately got up from the bed, reached out to grab the coat beside him, "What's wrong?"

"He was injured so badly, why didn't you tell me?"
Chapter completed!