Chapter 67: Mo Yunjing's Bittersweet Plan >>>

. Hong'er only wants to be by the young mistress's side."An Xuetang raised an eyebrow, listening to these master and servant speak one sentence at a time. Seeing Huaduo finally compromise, she curled...Jiang Qingyang cleared his throat, "I'll need hot water here. You're responsible for it. One hundred taels."

"…"

Man is killed for money, bird dies for food!

An Xuetang almost without hesitation stood up and walked into the kitchen. She probably wouldn't have an easier way to make money in her whole life, so she had to squeeze out as much as possible.

Mò Yúnjǐng had never fallen asleep. His hearing was excellent, so he overheard the conversation between An Xuétáng and Jiāng Qīngyáng.

Knowing that An Xue Tang was going to prepare a hot bath for Jiang Qing Yang, he suddenly felt irritable and restless, with an inexplicable irritability in his body.

The next second, he suddenly fell to the ground with a loud crash.

"An Xuetang, who was just about to enter the kitchen, suddenly jolted. She rushed back into the room in an instant, her face etched with worry, "Ajing, Ajing, what's wrong with you"

Jiang Qingyang thoughtfully narrowed her eyes, then raised her foot and followed him in.

Mo Yunjing lay on the ground motionless. He looked like this scared An Xuetang, "Ah Jing, what's wrong with you Did you... again..."

She wanted to ask him if he had gotten sick again, but when she thought about Jiang Qingyang following behind her, she immediately stopped herself. She turned to look at Jiang Qingyang and coldly said, “Get out! You are not allowed to come in without my permission!”

“!!”

Jiang Qingyang was still a little dazed. This person's change was too sudden; her tone and attitude now were like she had become a different person.

Is this scenery so important to her

Besides, didn't she realize that this whole scene was staged on purpose

Well, if she wants to be fooled, let her be fooled. What a stupid woman, he doesn't even want to deal with her!

Jiang Qingyang, in a huff, tossed her sleeves and stormed out.

But they still closed the door on them.

"Ah Jing, are you hurt" An Xue Tang forcefully helped Mo Yun Jing up, her voice filled with concern.

Mo Yunjing looked as if he was "very weak" and shook his head. "I'm fine."

"Where does it hurt" An Xuetang pursed her lips. "Ah Jing, don't be so strong, if anything hurts, you must tell me, okay"

Mo Yunjing raised his head and looked at her thoughtfully, seeming to want to speak but holding back.

An Xue Tang looked at him expectantly, but he ended up saying nothing.

The more he did this, the more An Xuetang became worried, "Ah Jing, where are you uncomfortable Tell me okay I'm a doctor, wherever you're uncomfortable, I can treat you."

Mo Yunjing suddenly grasped her hand, placing it on his chest. "Here...it's uncomfortable."

Feeling unwell

An Xuetang's face changed, she quickly grabbed his wrist and felt his pulse.

She kept her brow furrowed, "Ah Jing's heartbeat is a bit too fast, it's abnormal."

After feeling his pulse, she raised her hand again and touched his forehead, "Ah Jing's temperature seems a little high too."

She couldn't figure out what was wrong. Could it be that the poison in his body had changed

If that's the case, will he be in danger Will he be able to hold on until Yunliu returns

Thinking of this, An Xuetang suddenly became nervous, "Come on, Jing, let me help you onto the bed, and I'll give you another acupuncture treatment."

Mo Yun pursed his lips and was 'weakly' helped up by her, back to the bed.

An Xuetang wanted to get up and fetch the first-aid kit, but was pulled back by Mo Yunjing, "Tangtang, don't go."

An Xuetang immediately patted his arm, "Don't be afraid, Ah Jing, I won't leave."

Although An Xue Tang spoke, her mind was preoccupied with Mo Yun Jing's condition. She couldn't stop thinking about what was wrong with him.

But after thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't figure it out. Logically speaking, Mo Yunjing should not have his internal poison suddenly run rampant after this period of conditioning.

But what's wrong with him tonight

And then there was his abnormal heartbeat, why did it beat so erratically.

Mo Yun Jing couldn't bear to see her frowning all the time. He coughed lightly and whispered, "Tang Tang, don't worry, I'm just a little unwell, it's nothing serious."

An Xuetang perfunctorily hummed, "Ah Jing, did it hurt here just now"

As she spoke, her small hand rested on his chest.

Mò Yún Jǐng Shén Sī yī lǐn, “Móshì… shì yǒudiǎn téng ba.” Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

What does it mean to maybe hurt a little

"An Xue Tang frowned even deeper, "Ah Jing, tell me quickly, what kind of pain is it"

“Pain, it's hard to breathe.” That was how he really felt, and he wasn't lying.

After he finished speaking, he noticed An Xuetang's expression becoming increasingly heavy. He suddenly pulled her onto the bed and hugged her tightly, "Tangtang, don't do anything tonight, just stay by my side like this, and I'll be fine."

"No way! Your health is more important. Let me figure out what's going on first."

"... "

His somewhat weary tone softened An Xue Tang's heart, and she truly let him hold her.

She thought she would wait until he fell asleep and then sneakily check on him, but who knew that as she lay there, she fell asleep herself.

Mo Yunjing listened to her gradually steady breathing, and he contentedly curled his lips.

He gazed thoughtfully out the window at the shadows, a hint of triumph in his eyes.

The next day

An Xue Tang woke up immediately and checked Mo Yun Jing's body. Seeing that he was truly fine, she finally relaxed a little.

But, she still over-concerned about him, and at mealtimes she wanted to feed him by hand.

"Ajing, you should eat more meat to replenish your energy."

"Okay."

Whatever she held, whatever he ate, Mo Yunjing seemed to accept everything and eat anything.

As long as she's the one who makes it, he'll eat anything.

"Ah Jing, would you like some soup"

"Okay."

Then let me give you a little boost, just hold on for a moment.

After she finished speaking, she actually brought cool water and blew on it for Mo Yunjing.

Mo Yun Jing had finished the soup, and she then eagerly asked, "Ah Jing, would you like me to scoop another bowl of rice for you"

Mo Yunjing twitched his lips and shook his head, "I'm full, Tangtang, eat more."

Seeing the two interact, Jiang Qingyang couldn't stand it anymore. He narrowed his eyes, "Are you two done yet It's just a meal, is it that big of a deal"

Mo Yunjing gave him a cold glance, and he felt a chill run down his spine without saying a word.

An Xuetang glared at him directly, "If you're going to eat, just do it quickly. Don't stand here getting in the way and making people dislike you."

“…”

Jiang Qingyang, who lived for twenty years, was really feeling so wronged for the first time.

He could have chosen not to eat the food made by others, but at this moment he could only lower his head and silently eat his own meal.

Why is this woman's cooking so delicious

Otherwise, if she dared to treat him with such an attitude, he would have been rude to her long ago, wouldn't he

After dinner was finally finished, while An Xuetang was clearing the dishes, Jiang Qingyang looked thoughtfully at Mo Yunjing and said casually, "I wonder if she would get angry with you if I told her that you actually pretended to fall and be sick last night"

Mo Yunjing turned his head, gave him a sinister glance, and said, "You try"d his ears.He reached out and grasped Chi'er's hand, gently patting it. "As expected of my beloved concubine, you understand me best."When the Emperor said these words, his eyes truly held a tender af...