Chapter 691: Ajing, You're Here Just in Time

had brought in and set out the dishes.An Xuetang picked up Da Zi, "Da Zi, you'll eat here today, we'll eat together."Mo Yunjing : "……".An Xue Tang didn't look at Mo Yun Jing's expression. She picked...Mo Yunjing glanced at him indifferently, not wanting to respond.

He glanced at Yunliu, who had already appeared beside him. Yunliu immediately understood and stepped forward, directly reaching out to push Mo Yunze away. The guard by Mo Yunze's side saw Yunliu attacking their master, and instinctively rushed forward as well.

But Mo Yunze suddenly spoke up, “Come back.”

After he finished speaking, he moved aside himself.

The guard hesitated for a moment, then obediently stepped back.

After they made way, Mo Yunjing walked on expressionlessly. He was indeed in a hurry to get home now, so he didn't want to say a word to Mo Yunze.

Yunliu had already reported to him, saying that someone wanted to lure An Xuetang out of the house. Although he knew that An Xuetang had not been tricked and was doing well at home right now, he couldn't help but feel uneasy and wanted to see An Xuetang immediately to confirm with his own eyes that she was fine.

Looking at Mo Yunjing's hurried leaving figure, Mo Yunze's eyes turned cold. After a moment of silence, he said to the person beside him, "Go and find out what happened at Beijang Wangfu today."

The guard immediately bowed, "Yes, Your Highness."

At this time, on the territory of Qingyun Pavilion, Fengming was sitting in the main seat like a big shot. The master of Qingyun Pavilion, Han Yun, helplessly looked at him, "You almost run to me every day, aren't you afraid of being misunderstood"

Feng Ming narrowed her eyes, "Misunderstand what"

“Qingyun Pavilion was founded by our people of Xuan Guo and serves our people. Don't forget that you are the elder brother of the Princess Consort of Beijang, Northern Xinjiang. As the elder brother of the Princess Consort of Tianba Kingdom's Beijang, your close dealings with the people of Xuan Guo could cause more trouble for King Beijang and Princess Consort Beijang. Don't you think they have enough trouble already”

Hearing Han Yun's words, Feng Ming smiled nonchalantly, "So what This deity is merely the elder brother of my family's A Tang, and has nothing to do with Tianba Country. Don't forget, this deity is a person from Lan Country."

"..."

Han Yun chuckled lightly, "I almost forgot, you're from the Lan Kingdom. But... your new emperor is quite ambitious, isn't he"

Lan Guo is adjacent to Bei Jiang. Any movements in Lan Guo will inevitably affect Bei Jiang. So when Feng Ming suddenly heard Han Yun say this, he narrowed his dark eyes, "Did you get some news"

About matters that don't concern the Xuan Kingdom or the Qingyun Pavilion, Han Yunze had nothing he couldn't say. He spoke directly, "Lan Guo is desperately raising troops, not even sparing boys as young as ten."

Han Yun only speaks confirmed information, so his words won't contain phrases like "it is said" .

Feng Ming narrowed her eyes, "Hasn't Lan Guo always been like this They've never considered age when it comes to conscription."

"Previously it was voluntary, now soldiers barge into every village to conscript people. They raid villages in the dead of night, taking everyone except the disabled, elderly, and those under ten years old, all to be sent to military camps."

Feng Ming frowned. If what Han Yun said was true, it definitely wasn't normal. What exactly did Lan Chu Xiao want to do

Previously, he thought that Lan Chu Xiao, having followed Mo Yun Jing for many years, had learned a lot and wouldn't be as incompetent as Lan Chu Rong. But now it seems that Lan Chu Xiao is very likely to follow in Lan Chu Rong's footsteps.

After some thought, Feng Ming looked at Han Yun, "So, what do you think Lan Chu Xiao really wants to do"

Han Yun smiled. "That would require you to go back and 'leak' information to King Beijang, asking him to investigate. After all... he knows Blue Chu Xiao far better than we do at the Qingyun Pavilion."

Feng Ming chuckled lightly, "I said you couldn't have come to me out of the blue just to give me a tip. So that's your plan."

Han Yun let out a chuckle, not denying it. He did indeed fail to figure out what Lan Chu Xiao was planning.

Lan Guo is a big country, so it has mobilized a large army. Xuan Guo is worried that this might affect its own interests, so it needs to find out Lan Chu Xiao's intentions.

Qing Yun Ge also investigated for a while, but there was no progress. So now he revealed the information to Mo Yun Jing and asked him to investigate. There's nothing wrong with that.

Feng Ming didn't care about such things at all, but since Lan Guo was making a move, it was good to warn Mo Yun Jing. So at this moment, he picked up the teacup on the table, took a big gulp, and said:

"I understand. I'll tell Mo Yunjing about this tonight, and whether he can figure it out is beyond my control."

Han Yun smiled and picked up the teapot, personally pouring a cup of tea for Feng Ming. "Thank you,"

He had barely uttered those two words when a sly smile flickered in Feng Ming's eyes, "If you truly wish to thank this seat, perhaps show some sincerity."

“...”

Han Yun smiled helplessly, "I knew it, you came to me, definitely not that simple. Just say it, what do you want our Qingyun Pavilion to do this time"

Since he'd said so, Feng Ming wasn't polite at all and said, "Help this lord investigate the current situation of Bai Feng, the young master of Bai Guang Palace."

"How are things going" Han Yun narrowed his eyes. "I recall I've already informed you that Bai Feng is currently in the capital."

"That, we know. This one does not care where he is now, but this one does care about his physical health."

Today, Bai Han was extremely anxious to take away his beloved A Tang, suspecting that the poison in Bai Feng's body might be acting up.

Before the love-poison in Atang's body is cured, Bai Feng cannot die.

Although Han Yun was curious why Feng Ming wanted to know about Bai Feng's health, he didn't ask why at the moment. Besides, Qingyun Pavilion could help with this, so he didn't refuse.

At this time, Han Yun looked at Zhong Lin beside him, "Send someone to check and get the news as soon as possible."

Zhong Lin nodded slightly, "Yes."

At this moment, the atmosphere at Anle Houfu was heavy. After Mrs. Xiao returned, she became angrier and angrier. She thought her own daughter would be able to consider the bigger picture and would no longer hold any hope for Jiang Qingyang. Who knew that she had secretly met with Jiang Qingyang.

After returning home, she became angrier and angrier. She wished she could immediately lock up Xiaoqin and force her to reflect in confinement.

When An Le Hou learned that his wife had returned from the Northern Border Prince's Mansion, he found her in a bad mood. He thought she must have been wronged at the Northern Border Prince's Mansion and hurried over to comfort her.

"My lady, what's the matter Did something that Northern Frontier Princess do to anger you Please don't take it personally. Even though she is the Princess of the Northern Frontier, she is still just a country girl with little knowledge. It's not worth getting upset over her."

"!!"

Upon hearing her husband utter such slanderous remarks about An Xuetang, Mrs. Xiao helplessly glared at him:

"You've never even met A Tang, how do you know she has no vision Besides, you know very well how much A Jing cares about his princess. Talking about his princess like this, be careful he hears you and gives you the cold shoulder."

"He dares!" Anlehou deliberately put on a stern face. "At least I'm his senior, if Mo Yunjing dares to give me the cold shoulder for a woman, I won't let him off."

As soon as Anle Hou finished speaking, Mrs. Xiao suddenly raised her eyebrows, looked at the back of Anle Hou, and said, "A-Jing, you're here just in time. Did you hear My lord said he won't let you go."order army is still in Mo Junyi's hands. As long as Mo Junyi is on his side, things will be easy from then on.Mò Yún Chén didn't know exactly what he was thinking. He stood there in silence for a mome...