and only he understands me best. No matter what I want or what I want to do, he understands.""Now he is gone like this, I feel so saddened."An unprecedented feeling of pain.The flower blinked subtly i...After Jiang Qingyang left, Mo Yunjing took An Xuetang's hand and suddenly said in a deep voice, "Tangtang, thank you."

An Xuetang raised an eyebrow. "Thank me for what I helped Jiang Qingyang tonight, if anyone should be thanking me it's him."

Mo Yunjing chuckled, he pulled An Xuetang down and sat her beside him, his big hand indulgently rubbed her head, "I know you're doing this for me tonight."

An Xuetang narrowed her eyes, “Come on, tell me.”

"Aren't you worried that they might find out my identity Even though they are looking for Jiang Qingyang, you're afraid they'll realize who I am, which is why you came up with this disguise"

I have to say, Mo Yunjing is really smart.

He had seen through her, and An Xue Tang smiled. "My Ah Jing is so smart."

"Having said that, she took out her own homemade makeup remover and explained, 'The appearance of the man in black reminded me of those three men in black who came to see you a while ago. Although I can't be sure they are the same group of people, I have to be prepared just in case.'"

"As expected, Mo Yunjing curled his lips into a smile. “Why is Tangtang being so nice to me"

"Because An Jing is my husband, after all." An Xue Tang blurted out without even thinking.

Mo Yunjing's pitch-black, deep eyes stared at her. After a few seconds of silence, he spoke, "Tangtang, will you leave with me in the future"

"Well, Ajing's identity isn't ordinary, is it" An Xuetang paused her actions, a flicker of emotion in her eyes that she herself couldn't understand.

"Hmm." Mo Yunjing didn't know when it started, but he never thought about hiding things from her. As long as she asked, he would always answer.

An Xuetang fell silent for a few seconds, then said, "Ah Jing's identity is destined to mean that Ah Jing will never live a peaceful life. Ah Jing knows this, and I dislike trouble."

Mo Yunjing's heart ached inexplicably for a second after she said this, and he didn't say another word.

But An Xue Tang wasn't doing much better herself. This was clearly her own thought all along, so why did she feel a strange irritation after saying it out loud

She still seemed to expect, deep down... his reluctance!

An Xuetang didn't know what was wrong with her. She pursed her lips, shook her head, and sped up her movements.

"Ajing, I'll go fetch some water. You wash your face."

"Thanks, Tangtang," Mo Yunjing said blandly. Both of them could feel that although their address to each other remained unchanged, the emotions between them had clearly subsided.

There's even a sense of... distance!

An Xuetang brought water and had Mo Yunjing wash his face. She went to the washroom to freshen up herself, but instead of returning to the room immediately, she sat down in the courtyard.

Jiang Qingyang wasn't asleep. He knew An Xuetang was in the yard, and he pushed the door open and walked to her.

"Why not sleep"

An Xuetang looked at the stars in the sky, without turning her head, "Not sleepy yet, you Why aren't you sleeping"

"Just like you." Jiang Qingyang sat down and followed An Xuetang's gaze, looking at the sparkling stars.

The two of them just sat there, quietly admiring the moon. After a long while, An Xuetang suddenly spoke, "Jiang Qingyang, would you change your lifelong beliefs for one person"

Jiang Qingyang raised an eyebrow. “Your words are too broad. Whether I would change my mind for one person depends on who that person is, how important they are to me, and what my original idea was. Would changing it have any impact on me”

An Xuetang felt like he hadn't said anything at all. She sighed softly, "Then I'll ask you, have you gotten married"

" ...Jiang Qingyang was startled by her sudden question and looked at An Xuetang abruptly, "I said you...you wouldn't have a crush on me, would you"

"!!!" An Xuetang gave him a withering look. "Don't get any ideas, okay If you were even half as good-looking, I might consider it."

Jiang Qingyang rolled her eyes. "An Xuetang, don't you think you're being too superficial Everyone ages, even if you find someone handsome now, he will eventually become ugly one day!"

"You wouldn't understand this, would you I want to find someone who is handsome now. Even if he gets old, he'll still be a handsome old man. But if I found someone who wasn't good-looking to begin with, and then add wrinkles on top of that, would it even be bearable"

"...Jiang Qingyang was speechless!"

All I can say is, "Superficial!!"

"Shallow I am willing." An Xuetang replied rather proudly, not thinking there was anything wrong with her choosing handsome and beautiful.

"Speaking of which," Jiang Qingyang said, bringing the conversation back around, "you're asking me about my marriage"

I just want to know if people your age are usually married

"Logically, I should be married, but I'm not."

"Why"

"I haven't found the one I want to marry yet."

An Xuetang narrowed her eyes, she stared at him, "And what about your family At your age, unmarried, aren't your parents worried Don't they urge you"

"There's no need to rush me. I still have an elder brother at home, and he is already married. They can get everything they want from him, so naturally, they don't have time to pressure me."

"Have you ever taken a concubine"

"No."

"What about the other rooms"

"...Jiang Qingyang fell silent."

An Xuetang immediately widened her eyes, "You really have a concubine!"

Jiang Qingyang blushed, "T-t-those... those are common for men after they come of age... I'm not an exception!"

An Xuetang pursed her lips, she continued to turn her head and look at the stars in the sky, as expected.

In ancient times, men from families with some means began to have concubines upon reaching adulthood. They were also allowed to take numerous additional wives.

She thought, the ink cloud scene in the house should not be an exception either. He looked extraordinary, not like a child from an ordinary family. When he grew up, he would have...

As soon as she thought of this, An Xue Tang only felt a strange tightness in her chest, a sense of inexplicable oppression.

"An Xuetang, what's wrong with you"

"It's okay."

"You don't look like you're okay."

An Xuetang gave him a withering look. “You look like a silly child!”

After she finished speaking, she got up and went into the house.

Jiang Qingyang just felt speechless. He shook his head playfully and returned to his own room.

An Xue Tang returned to bed in the dark. As soon as she took off her outer garment and lay down, she immediately felt something was wrong with Mo Yun Jing.

Mo Yunjing suddenly leaned over after she came, his body pressed tightly against hers.

He is burning up!

An Xuetang was startled and immediately exclaimed, "Ah Jing, you've had a relapse"

Done!

An Xuetang thought to herself two words.

At Mo Yunjing's current rate of poisoning, he might... not last until Yunliu returns!

At this moment, An Xuetang didn't have time to care about the discomfort in her heart. She quickly pushed Mo Yunjing away and went to light the oil lamp.mmoner after all. The sword in his hand often saw blood, so even though he deliberately tried to soften his attitude, the old man was still quite frightened.The moment he crouched down, he was already...