Chapter 1778: Spitting Out Black Blood

e.""Purpose" Feng Ming's eyes darkened, he didn't know if he was thinking of something. His Adam's apple slid slightly, but the next second he smiled nonchalantly, "Do you think I'm joking My purpose...This brother, she's definitely going to give him a good beating later.

Knowing that Ajing cares more about these face-saving issues, he still called out loudly like that.

Isn't this going to embarrass Ajing

He didn't think much about it at the time, it was just a quick trip to the bathroom, nothing to ponder over.

Han Yun looked thoughtfully in the direction Feng Ming had left, seeing that he was carrying a package. It was clearly filled with clothes.

He thought for a moment, then said to An Xuetang again, "The place they went to has a waterfall, the water is quite clear, and it's possible they might take a bath and change their clothes before coming back."

"No wonder Fenggu Master is so diligent today, he probably wants to take a break himself."

"Indeed, he makes sense. An Xuetang smiled and nodded, “As expected, this is my brother’s character. He hates being close to our A Jing, no wonder he wanted to be the first one out this time.”

After that, she continued her work, adding water to the pot and starting to simmer medicine for Mo Yunjing.

Han Yun saw that she truly had no thoughts left, and he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

At this time, the deep eyes continued to look at the direction where Feng Ming and Mo Yunjing left for two more glances.

He saw clearly the pale look on Mo Yunjing's face just now.

I don't know how he is doing now.

He could see more clearly than the Northern Frontier Princess, so he distinctly saw the difference between Feng Ming and Mo Yun Jing.

Previously, Fengming had only held Mo Yunjing's arm in a light manner. But when the two left just now, Fengming's hand seemed to have used force.

If it weren't for the fact that Mo Yunjing was physically exhausted, he probably wouldn't have let Feng Ming support him like this.

Thinking of this, Han Yun's eyes gradually darkened.

A trace of worry crept into my heart.

It seems that the poison within King Beijiang's body may have once again spread.

This time, it's likely to be more serious than ever before.

......

Here, Feng Ming supported Mo Yun Jing for a while, until they confirmed that no one was following them and An Xue Tang couldn't see them. Only then did Mo Yun Jing completely collapse and slump to the ground.

It seems like it's reached its limit.

Feng Ming, with a furrowed brow, extended his other hand and quickly steadied him with force.

But instead of urging him forward, she let him sit down slowly.

Before he could ask anything, Mo Yunjing suddenly pushed him away and spat out a mouthful of black blood.

Feng Ming's eyes grew dimmer and dimmer, then after a moment, he knelt down.

He glanced at the black blood on the ground, then grasped Mo Yunjing's hand. At this moment, his pulse seemed to stabilize somewhat.

After a moment of silence, he spoke, “Perhaps the antidote I gave you worked, or maybe the medicine Ah Tang had boiled for you earlier took effect. It’s good that you coughed up this mouthful of black blood.”

Even without him speaking, Mo Yunjing could feel that after spitting out this mouthful of black blood, the pain in his body had indeed eased quite a bit.

and my breathing has become much smoother.

For the past few days, An Xuetang has been making a bowl of medicine for him every meal, but no one knows if it will actually work.

But now, seeing the black blood that comes out, it's certain.

’s medicine seemed to have some effect; at least it forced out a portion of the toxins, didn't it

Anyway, An Xuetang couldn't see them now, so the two of them sat on the ground and rested for a while.

Only after Mo Yunjing's complexion returned to its normal color did he stand up on his own.

Feng Ming wanted to reach out to help him, but he shook his head slightly, "No need, I'm fine."

He had said so much, Feng Ming merely nodded and didn't continue to help him up.

The two continued walking towards the waterfall.

……

When Feng Ming returned with Mo Yun Jing, both of them had changed their clothes. At a glance, one could tell they had taken a bath in the waterfall.

An Xue Tang still thought Feng Ming had washed himself, but she didn't expect that even Mo Yun Jing had changed his clothes. Her brows furrowed immediately.

At this time, I handed the several bowls in my hand to Han Yun beside me, "Trouble Master Han to help me hold these."

After that, she didn't give Han Yun a chance to refuse and directly walked towards Feng Ming and Mo Yunjing.

Seeing An Xuetang walk over, Feng Ming smiled on his face, "A Tang, dinner..."

Before he could finish his words, An Xue Tang frowned and interrupted him, "Brother, what's wrong with you Ah Jing still has injuries on his abdomen, how can you take him to bathe"

"......"

Feng Ming rolled his eyes directly, he was used to An Xue Tang accusing him as soon as they met.

Then she glared fiercely at Mo Yunjing, “Are you going to explain this yourself or should I I’m not going to take the blame for you. You wanted to wipe your body, so I served you. Now you come back and make me get yelled at by A Tang I can’t stand this.”

"...."

Mo Yunjing, however, looked as if it was perfectly normal. He let out a light snort and then said something that made Feng Ming gnash his teeth even harder, "If you hadn't bathed in front of me, maybe I would have just endured it."

"!"

Feng Ming's expression cracked instantly.

"Wow, Mo Yunjing, you're ruthless,"

After finishing his words, he glared at An Xuetang again, “If you dare to accuse me of being your brother without discerning right from wrong once more, I won't help him next time. You figure it out yourself, I mean what I say.”

An Xuetang immediately smiled ingratiatingly, "Big brother, I didn't blame you."

"Cut."

Feng Ming was too lazy to speak with her. At this moment, he raised his foot and walked directly to Han Yun's side. Looking at the fragrant stewed chicken with mushrooms in the pot, his mood instantly improved a lot.

An Xuetang walked to Mo Yunjing's side. He had washed his hair, and the hair by his eyes was still dripping wet.

An Xuetang reached out and touched the end of his hair, saying in disapproval, "Can't you bear it a little longer We can wash it when we get there. Besides, you still have an injury on your abdomen right now."

Mo Yunjing smirked, "I'm fine."

And then Xue Tang wanted to say something else, but at that moment she heard Feng Ming roar angrily from behind, "Is there no end What are you two doing all lovey-dovey in front of so many people"

"Come and eat quickly, after we finish eating we need to rest, because tomorrow morning we have a long journey ahead of us."

Indeed, after Feng Ming finished roaring that sentence, An Xue Tang blinked and then went to take Mo Yun Jing's hand. The two walked over together.

An Xuetang's craft is indeed impeccable, the brothers of Qingyun Pavilion will have their mouths stuffed by her these days.

Although the journey these days has been hard and kept me on edge, every day, for these few meals, the brothers at Qingyun Pavilion feel that life is really good.

Especially thinking about it, the food they were eating was still personally prepared by the esteemed Princess of Beijiang, and now the dishes in their mouths seemed even more delicious.

After the meal, the brothers of Qingyun Pavilion quietly cleaned up the pots and pans, putting everything back in its place. An Xuetang had boiled a bowl of medicine for Mo Yunjing. After he finished his meal, she brought the medicine to him:

"Ajing, please drink this medicine.", his fingers grinding against the edge of the teacup, a smile playing on his lips that was both enigmatic and unsettling. “At all costs Hahahahaha.”His smile might have been mocking, or it could have...