Chapter 6: Mo Yunjing's Illness

the more Their Highness cannot afford to make any mistakes. At least, they must not leave any handle for the Emperor to hate them in front of him.Now everyone knows the Emperor cares most for the new...An Xuetang entered the deep mountains. The original owner had worked like a maid from childhood to adulthood, so her physique wasn't comparable to An Xuetang's in the 21st century, but her strength was still acceptable.

Once she entered the mountains, she began searching for medicinal herbs. Her diligence paid off, and soon she had gathered several rare herbs. However, these ingredients could only marginally suppress the poison in Yun Jing's body and could not cure it.

To completely cure him, you would need a herb called belladonna. But this is the north, and belladonna grows only in the south. This is truly a difficult situation.

Putting the herbs into her basket, An Xuetang saw that it was still early. She went for another circle, this time looking for something to eat.

Perhaps because few people ventured into the mountains, An Xue Tang quickly discovered a profusion of wild vegetables, mushrooms, and wood ear fungus.

I don't know what's going on, but there's a huge patch of mushrooms here. Could it be that people here don't know that mushrooms are edible

An Xuetang picked many mushrooms and wood ears, and a few bundles of wild vegetables before going down the mountain.

On her way down the mountain, An Xue Tang saw from afar the dreadful grandmother Wang, who belonged to the original owner's family.

He can be quite sharp and cutting in his remarks.

Yesterday, it was this old woman who carried her to Yun Jing's house. Just thinking about her incessant nagging all the way there, An Xue Tang narrowed her eyes.

She had the original owner's memories, knowing what Wang had done to the original owner.

An Xuetang truly detested her. This damned Wang family had always been tyrannical and domineering, bullying the original owner and her mother to death.

The original owner's mother was a true-blue, traditional feudal woman. She only knew how to abide by the "feminine way" and filial piety. She wouldn't even utter a word when beaten or scolded, she was so pathetic!

However, An Xue Tang isn't someone to be trifled with anymore. After how Wang Shi treated her yesterday, tossing her around like trash, she's going to make sure they pay for it today.

An Xuetang glanced at the emerald green snake right by her feet, curling her lips. Although this emerald green snake was harmless, it still looked rather creepy.

After chatting with the locals for a while, Wang was about to head down the mountain. She had only taken two steps when suddenly, a snake attacked her from behind. With a whooshing sound, it sliced through the air and landed precisely on Wang's face.

This happens in the blink of an eye.

Wang cried out in alarm, and upon looking down saw a snake. She let out another scream, her heart pounding in her chest, before taking off running as fast as she could.

The women she had been chatting with before were also startled by the sudden event and ran away in confusion.

An Xuetang couldn't help but smile with satisfaction, watching the damp scene behind Mrs. Wang's buttocks. She let out a giggle.

This person is too easily scared.

Because of this incident, An Xuetang was in a good mood and she almost hummed a tune as she walked downhill.

When returning to the small courtyard, Mo Yunjing was still there. However, his face was pale, and he looked very unusual.

An Xuetang's face changed, she quickly put down her knapsack and ran over, "Ah Jing, what's wrong with you"

Mo Yun Jing weakly lifted his gaze, looking at her face that didn't seem fake in its concern. He was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "I'm fine."

Even though things are like this, it's still fine!

An Xue Tang rolled her eyes at him with a sigh, he clearly just suffered from poisoning recently.

"Is it cold Come in and lie down with me first," An Xuetang said as she pushed him into the house.

If she's right, he'll be ice-cold all over when the poison kicks in, excruciatingly so.

Then he will also get a fever all over his body, similar to having a high fever.

Pushing him to the bed, An Xuetang strained to lift him up and dragged him onto the bed.

Mo Yun Jing helplessly allowed her to toss him around. He had been experiencing increasingly frequent bouts of poison recently, it seemed his time was running short.

"Damn it." An Xuetang touched his forehead and neck, seeing him so feverish she couldn't help but curse. She muttered, "So feverish and you say you're fine"

After making him lie down, An Xuetang hurried out. She brought her knapsack into the kitchen and began to sort through the herbs inside.

She picked herbs today that include one that can help with fever.

A quarter of an hour later, she walked in with a bowl of medicine. At this time, Mo Yunjing was closing his eyes, gritting his teeth, and clenching his fists.

An Xuetang felt a twinge of inexplicable pity. He must be feeling very miserable.

"Ah Jing, wake up and drink your medicine," An Xue Tang gently patted his face.

Mo Yunjing did not respond, motionless, still clenching his teeth.

Seeing that he wasn't going to budge, An Xuetang hesitated for a moment. She took a sip from her own cup and then leaned down, pinching Mo Yunjing's jaw and forcing him to open his mouth slightly.

An Xuetang dripped the medicine into his mouth little by little. At first, he resisted, causing some of the medicine to spill.

But he must have also realized that if he didn't open his mouth to drink, the medicine would probably run down his face and neck, so he loosened his jaw slightly, allowing her to successfully administer the medicine.

After taking a sip, Mo Yunjing found that the heat within his body seemed to be greatly relieved. So when An Xuetang offered him a second sip, he cooperated extremely well, opening his mouth and involuntarily sliding his Adam's apple.

An Xuetang thus fed him medicine mouthful by mouthful. When she finished, the flush on Mo Yunjing's face finally subsided a little.

An Xuetang licked her lips with lingering taste, cleared her throat, and said, "This isn't me taking advantage of you. I'm just feeding you medicine, really, just medicine."

Mo Yunjing's eyes opened slightly, his dark and deep pupils staring at An Xue Tang. He seemed to see only her as the only gleam of light in the world at this moment.

An Xuetang felt his pulse again and, seeing it gradually calm down, she let out a breath of relief and got up to go to the kitchen.

Mo Yun Jing closed his eyes, his mind inexplicably recalling the girl's soft lips.

He seemed…a little reluctant to let her go.

An Xuetang searched the kitchen again, wanting to make something to eat, but she found that there was only a little white rice left at home. She could only use it to cook porridge, adding mushrooms and a few herbs to it.

Yúnliù went to the town to exchange grain and hadn't returned yet. nxuětǎng could only handle the wild rabbit in the yard herself.

Because there were no chili peppers, she couldn't make the spicy rabbit meat dish she wanted, and ultimately had to stew the rabbit with wood ear mushrooms instead.

After the meal was ready, Mo Yunjing also calmed down. He **stared** at An Xuetang with naked eyes. For some reason, An Xuetang's mind automatically flashed to the scene where he fed her medicine, and her ears quietly crept up a blush of suspicion.

"It's time to eat..."

Mo Yunjing quietly retracted his gaze and calmly replied, "Tangtang, push my wheelchair over here."

The sound of "tang tang" almost melted An Xuetang's bones.

My god!

It was just a nickname, yet when it came from him, it felt so intimate and warm, like a scorching summer call, melting away An Xuetang's icy winter.

An Xuetang first learned that her given name was actually so beautiful.

Seeing her standing there, Mo Yunjing unconsciously curled his lips, "Tangtang", who was born in the Lan country, would have such a close relationship with the princess of Beijang.He genuinely didn't understand how the two of them could have any connection. To find out, he even...