sure to bring that insolent woman back to me.”The speaker was a woman with a strong, resonant voice."Why aren't you speaking Don't you want to go" The woman's voice grew slightly angry when the butle...Now that An Xuetang thinks about it, she can't help but feel a little excited.

If it's as they suspect, and Mo Yunjing's mother is still alive, then is there any connection between the two strangers who appeared at Jinchuan Temple and Mo Yunjing's mother

If you find those two men, could you ask them about the whereabouts of Mo Yunjing's mother

Feng Ming furrowed his brow, looking at An Xue Tang. "Don't worry too much for now. After returning to the capital, I will send someone to continue searching for those two. No matter if Mo Yun Jing's mother is alive or dead, we will definitely find some clues."

An Xue Tang pursed her lips and then directly spoke out the issue she was truly worried about, "Previously we always thought that our enemies were Yun Rui Shi and Zhi Er."

"But today, after all this, I feel like both Yun Rui Shi and Zhi'er are just pawns in someone else's game."

"And the person behind them was playing a much larger game, and that person stood high above us all, taking in everything we did."

She didn't feel this way before.

After seeing Mo Yunchen's strange state, especially after Feng Ming explained the so-called "controlling gaze worm," her thought became even stronger.

And the person behind this is very likely connected to Mo Yunjing's mother.

Otherwise, why hasn't anyone found the body of Mo Yunjing's mother all these years

The current emperor of Tianba Kingdom is looking for him, Yun Rui and others are also looking for him, and even her family member Ajing has been looking for him for so many years, but they have found nothing.

You have to know, whether it's the current emperor, Yun Rui, or even her own Ah Jing, each side has a very powerful force.

They are all very capable.

But even with such great capability, the three parties have been unable to find any clues after so many years.

This alone is enough to prove the extent of the person who has been secretly controlling everything.

Feng Ming and Han Yun exchanged glances, understanding exactly what An Xue Tang was worried about.

Feng Ming then patted her shoulder, "Alright, don't think about it too much. Meet the soldiers with soldiers and water with earth. No matter who is behind this, they will eventually reveal themselves. Let's just wait patiently."

"If it’s as you suspect, the mastermind behind this has set a grand scheme in motion. Yun Rui, who is now believed to be dead, was merely a pawn in their game, and so were others like Zhi'er and the other members of the Western Region Evil Clan. This means that we have severed the arms of this person’s power."

“I reckon the mastermind behind this won't be able to stay hidden forever. They'll eventually reveal themselves. Instead of overthinking and worrying, let's focus on taking each step right now.”

An Xuetang sighed softly and nodded.

She also knew she was overthinking it.

At this time, he took the initiative to let Feng Ming treat Han Yun's wounds.

……

Mo Yunjing was busy running around for the next few hours.

Everything in the Beijiang military camp needed to be rearranged and redefended.

After being busy for several hours, perhaps fearing that An Xuetang would worry, he still took some time to come back and have a meal with her.

After dinner, he hurried back to the council tent.

He told An Xuetang not to wait for him. Perhaps the days of traveling had indeed been tiring. An Xuetang lay on the bed and fell asleep shortly after.

It's just that Mo Yunjing wasn't by her side, and she tossed and turned all night.

I have woken up several times in the middle of the night, but Mo Yunjing has not returned.

When An Xuetang last woke up, it was already the hour of the ox.

It's so late, Mo Yunjing hasn't returned yet.

An Xuetang couldn't help but frown, hesitated for a moment and then got up, put on her clothes and walked out.

The soldiers guarding the tent entrance saw her come out and all bowed respectfully.

An Xuetang looked at one of them, "Do you know where the prince is"

"Your Majesty, the Prince is still at the council camp."

An Xue Tang nodded and walked towards the council camp.

I thought the camp would be brightly lit, but as I got closer, I saw that the lights were very dim. Most of the candles and oil lamps had been blown out, leaving only one candle burning.

A few soldiers stationed outside the meeting tent saw An Xuetang's arrival. They raised their hands in salute, but An Xuetang stopped them with a gesture.

An Xuetang slowly lifted her foot and walked inside.

At this moment, Mo Yunjing sat on the ground, his face mask removed.

There are still quite a few bottles of wine on the ground.

He was downcast, his eyes drooping, and he held a bottle of liquor in his right hand, taking sips from time to time.

There seemed to be a haze obscuring the depths of his glacial eyes, leaving one to wonder what thoughts lay hidden within. An inexplicable chill emanated from his gaze, slowly seeping out.

Hearing someone enter, he didn't raise his head, his voice extremely cold, "Get out. Whatever it is, we'll discuss it tomorrow."

He still thought that the officers from the Beiqiang Camp had come in.

After he had finished speaking, the man not only did not turn and leave, but continued to walk towards him.

Perhaps realizing something, he slowly raised his head.

When he saw who it was, he immediately withdrew the coldness from his eyes.

An Xuetang's gaze landed accurately on his face. This was the first time she had ever seen such a look on Mo Yunjing.

It seems I can feel his loss and sadness.

When Mo Yunjing looked over, she quickly hid the tenderness in her eyes, her gaze becoming incredibly gentle, like stars in the night sky, just staring at Mo Yunjing.

It seemed to want to offer him immense comfort, to transform all his sadness and pain into nothingness.

An Xuetang smiled faintly, walking towards him step by step.

Mo Yunjing came back to his senses, but was held back by An Xuetang's hand on his shoulder.

An Xuetang sat beside him at that moment. Her thoughtful gaze swept over the empty wine bottles on the ground, her eyes narrowed slightly, and she suddenly said:

"If I hadn't come over tonight, I wouldn't have known my husband was such a heavy drinker."

Mo Yunjing pursed his lips, fell silent for a moment before saying, "Tangtang, I'm sorry."

"Why are you saying sorry You didn't do anything wrong. Do you really think I would be angry that you didn't come back to sleep with me on time"

In the midst of their conversation, An Xue Tang had already reached up and gently pinched his face. "Your princess isn't that petty. Knowing you wanted to be alone to process all this, I'm willing to give you time. But after drinking so much tonight, how are you feeling"

Mo Yunjing didn't answer, and at that moment, he put down the wine bottle in his hand and reached out to pick her up.

He settled her onto his lap, his voice a low rumble against her ear. "It's cold on the ground."

An Xuetang didn't struggle, thinking that since there were no outsiders here anyway, she might as well just sit on his lap contentedly.

But at this moment, she suddenly reached out and grabbed the wine bottle, without giving Mo Yunjing a chance to react, she drank it all in one go.

Mo Yunjing was taken aback, then chuckled helplessly and took the bottle of wine from her hand. "This wine is a bit strong."

An Xuetang hadn't had alcohol in a long time. This time, she actually found it quite delicious. She subconsciously licked her lips and said with a hint of coquettishness, "Ajing, I want another drink."ace to bulge, a fire burning in his heart.That painting was done by him, but not every painting he created was as lifelike.He didn't know how many times he had to paint before he finished this one tha...