uddenly let out a cold laugh. Her laughter made everyone subconsciously turn their attention to her.An Xuetang approached Li Ge step by step, her sharp eyes fixed on him. Her cold and icy voice spoke...Ning'er and the others' faces also changed, and they followed An Xuetang out.

In Jingtang Garden, Yunliu and Shiyi supported a bloody "blood man".

This person, they are not unfamiliar, is exactly Xunluo.

Seeing Xún Luò injured like this, An Xuě Táng quickly rushed over and reached out to help him up.

Luckily, Ning'er reacted quickly. She used her light kung fu to swiftly intercept An Xue Tang, reaching out to stop her. "Your Highness, let Ning'er handle this. We should first clean the wound on Xunluo's body. If the injury is severe, you can treat it later."

Shour and Ning'er nodded repeatedly, "That's right, Your Highness, let us go first."

Yunliu and Shiyi helped Luofang into the operating room. Ning'er and the others quickly followed. Because the bloody smell on Luofang was too heavy, Shou'er asked An Xuetang to wait outside for a while. After all, An Xuetang was pregnant, and everyone didn't want her to see such a bloody scene.

An Xue Tang also felt uncomfortable. Smelling the heavy metallic scent, she struggled to hold back the urge to vomit, but still followed inside.

Unless she saw the wounds on Xunluo's body with her own eyes, she couldn't feel at ease.

When he returned to Jingtang Garden and was caught by Yunliu, he had already completely fainted.

After entering the operating room, with Yunliu and Shiyi's help, Ning'er and the others quickly helped Xueluo remove the blood-stained clothes from her body.

Looking at the horrifying wound, everyone present wore solemn expressions. Such a severe injury spoke volumes about how dangerous the situation must have been for Xunluo to endure.

Xunluo had several deep knife wounds on his body. An Xuetang walked over, intending to personally suture Xunluo's wounds, but Ning'er stopped her. Ning'er had been learning suturing for a while now, so she wanted to try this time.

Ninger insisted quite a bit, so An Xuetang had to agree to guide her from the side.

Through these days of continuous learning, Ning'er's suturing skills are indeed impeccable, and An Xue Tang has hardly needed to remind her.

An Xuetang's cold eyes stared intently at the wounds on Xunluo's body, her heart feeling inexplicably uneasy.

As the eldest disciple of Xintang Valley, his martial arts were personally taught by Feng Ming. His skill was even higher than that of Ning'er and the others.

Few in this world could wound him like this, unless he was besieged.

But looking at the shape of these wounds on his body, they seemed to be inflicted by the same person. It appeared as if that person intentionally tortured him, cutting him one by one to make him suffer.

Looking at the knife wounds on Xunluo's body, An Xuetang's hands gradually clenched into fists. If she could find out who hurt Xunluo, she would definitely find a more torturous way to make him wish for death but not be able to die!

As for other skills, An Xue Tang didn't dare to boast, but she was still capable in the art of making poisons!

And she's notorious for being a fierce mother hen. Those who dare treat Xúnluò like this had better be prepared to pay back a hundredfold.

Fortunately, although the wounds on Xunluo's body were deep and numerous, none of them were fatal. As long as they were stitched up properly and kept clean to prevent infection, with a month or so of careful care, he should be able to recover fully.

After the wound was treated, An Xue Tang wrote a prescription and asked someone to make medicine for Xún Luò. When he woke up, he would be able to drink it.

Out of the operating room, Mo Yunjing happened to return to Jingtang Garden. After entering the Prince's Mansion, he listened to Yun Si's report and learned about Xunluo's disappearance.

Seeing An Xuetang, he strode over and supported her waist, "How is Xunluo"

"His internal injuries are relatively minor, but his external wounds are quite severe. The person who hurt him seemed to want him to bleed to death, probably not expecting him to escape. Therefore, each knife wound inflicted on him was non-fatal."

An Xuetang frowned, "The person who injured Xunluo was highly skilled. There aren't many people capable of doing this to him."

This is what she's worried about now. If it's Bai Feng, then it means that the poison she gave him before has been cured by someone, otherwise he wouldn't have this skill to injure Xunluo like this.

Mo Yunjing also suspected that it was someone from Bai Guang Palace, but he still hadn't figured out what grudge Bai Guang Palace had with the royal family of Tianba Country.

And Bai Feng's appearance being so similar to his, he didn't think it was an accident either.

For a moment, both fell silent. An Xuetang sighed, "It's alright. Many truths can only be known when Xunluo wakes up."

After she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered why Mo Yunjing had come into the palace. She looked up at Mo Yunjing and asked, "By the way, Ajing, was the emperor really poisoned"

"Pretending."

“...”

An Xuetang was speechless. This foolish and incompetent emperor, at a time like this, not only made such a fool of himself but also deliberately created trouble for others.

Mo Yunjing didn't want to talk much about the emperor. An Xuetang didn't want to ask either. Mo Yunjing asked An Xuetang to rest in the room first, while he went to the operating room to see how Xunluo was doing.

Mò Yún Jǐng stared at Xún Luò who was in a coma, and asked Yun Liù and Shíyī beside him, "Was there anything unusual behind him when he came back"

Shi Eleven shook his head. “My subordinate sent people out to look around, but they didn’t find any suspicious individuals. They found bloodstains, but they disappeared at a certain alleyway. If my subordinate guessed correctly, Xunluo should have been injured in that alleyway.”

The bloodstains started appearing in the alleyway, which means that Xiluo was most likely severely wounded there.

Mo Yunjing stared at Xunluo in silence for a moment, then suddenly turned and went out. "Yunliu stay, Eleventh follow."

Yunliu and Shiyi looked at each other and said in unison, "Yes, Your Highness."

……

Mo Yunjing first went back to the room and said something to An Xuetang before leaving with Eleven.

Not long after Moyun Jing left, someone started causing a commotion at the gate of Beijang王府.

This person is Zhao Si, who keeps courting death. It seems Han Yun still couldn't persuade her.

Zhao Si wanted to enter the Beijiang Royal Manor, but Yun Si did not allow it. Zhao Si, unable to enter, started acting like a princess. Taking advantage of the guard's inattention, she slapped a soldier in the face directly.

That soldier probably didn't expect Zhao Si to directly attack. Caught off guard, he was defeated by her.

However, the soldier kept his thoughts to himself and did not make a fuss. He remained in front of Zhao Si, still barring her way.

Kang'er went to the door to check the situation, knowing that Zhao Si had beaten their palace people. Kang'er immediately returned to report to An Xuetang.

Upon hearing this, An Xuetang's lips curled into a chilling sneer. "Kang'er, since she enjoys slapping people so much, let's have our younger brother teach her a lesson with his own slaps."

Kanger was instantly a little excited, he immediately replied "Yes," and then hurried towards the main gate of the Prince's Mansion.

An Xuetang looked at Ning'er, "Han Yun isn't here"

Ning'er nodded. "He is, but he seems to have deliberately let that woman come here to suffer. I estimate he didn't persuade her, so he wants her to taste some bitterness herself."

Since Han Yun is here, it's definitely not possible to get rid of Zhao Si today, but giving her a lesson would be possible.breath. He leaned back against the headboard and said to An Xue Tang, "Tangtang, what are you laughing at"An Xue Tang came back to her senses, a smile playing on her lips as she looked at Mo Yun Jing,...