jang. He raised an eyebrow:It seems you are quite pleased with this Princess of Beijang. Now that you've met her, what do you think The rumors about the Princess of Beijang being savage and rude have...After much deliberation, Bai Han finally reached the conclusion that, “We must find a way to kill An Xue Tang.”

"!"

Bai Feng slowly raised his head, looking at Bai Han's eyes as if asking: Are you serious

"Feng, I'm not joking. I suddenly remembered reading about the zǐ-mǔ gū (filial and maternal gu) in a book. If a zǐ gū controls a mǔ gū, the lifespan of the host possessed by the mǔ gū will decrease as the zǐ gū grows stronger."

"Speaking of this, Bai Han suddenly rushed to Bai Feng's side and anxiously said, 'You must listen to me about this matter. She's just a woman, what do you want by keeping her alive But if you don't kill her, you will die, and once you're dead, you'll have nothing.'"

Seeing his friend so anxious, Bai Feng got up and patted him on the shoulder. "What's the rush Who doesn't know I'm lucky since childhood This little thing won't kill me."

"You..."

Bai Han glared at him with eyes full of disappointment, completely unsure what to say.

Even in this situation, he still wants to protect An Xuetang.

He just couldn't understand what was so good about An Xuetang.

"Let's go, are we not in a hurry"

After Bai Feng finished speaking, he walked out of the room first. Bai Han ultimately had no other choice but to follow him behind.

But his desire to kill An Xue Tang was serious.

The only reason why Bai Feng and An Xuetang couldn't be dealt with directly was that they both still had the lingering effects of the lover's gu. To kill An Xuetang without endangering Bai Feng, he needed to carefully consider his next move.

It seems he needs to go back and have a good talk with his master.

……

And at this time, after traveling for several consecutive days, Mo Yunjing and the others finally found an inn to rest in.

Even if they didn't need to rest, the warhorses had reached their limit. Though they had brief rests along the way, each one was extremely short. For these horses, a good night's sleep was essential. If they continued at this pace, they would be worn out.

After everyone had settled in, Yunliu was just about to go inside and ask the prince what he wanted to eat when he heard the sound of horses' hooves outside the inn.

Yunliu and Yunwu exchanged a glance, both nodding slightly. Yunwu then used his light skills to jump onto the roof before quickly disappearing from Yunliu's sight.

Eleven glanced at Yunliu, then suddenly vanished as well. Everyone's vigilance had never wavered since they left the palace.

After all, they could never forget how their prince had once been poisoned and stabbed in the back.

Therefore, this time accompanying the prince on his expedition, they were naturally more cautious than ever before, fearing that if they weren't careful, someone might play tricks on them.

Since Mo Yunjing's internal strength became powerful, his hearing grew better and better. He naturally heard the sound of horse hooves that Yunliu and others could hear.

He didn't seem to care much though, sitting calmly in the room now, his fingers lightly tapping on the desk.

At this moment, Yunliu personally entered with a teapot and teacups, "Your Highness, they asked the innkeeper to slaughter a sheep. Would you like a leg of lamb I had them save one for you"

Mo Yun Jing shook his head slightly, speaking softly, "There's no need, this king can't eat much. Since they want to eat meat, just buy a few more heads. Make them into jerky according to the princess's method and eat them on the road."

"Yes, I will inform them later."

After Yunliu poured a cup of tea for Moyun Jing, she quietly stood beside him.

Just then, Yunwu walked in with a man, "Your Highness, this man is from the Beijiang Camp."

Mo Yunjing's fair fingers just brushed against the teacup, and upon hearing the three words "Bei Jiang Ying," his fingers suddenly stilled. But only for a fleeting moment, he merely hummed softly in acknowledgement, then continued to lift the cup and sip his tea leisurely.

The man, who was almost dragged in by Yun Wu, saw Mo Yunjing and immediately disregarded everything else, kneeling down with a thud. "This subordinate greets the Prince."

Mo Yunjing remained silent. The room was eerily quiet. Although Mo Yunjing had placed the teacup down very softly, in such a hushed moment, the sound made the one kneeling on the ground shiver involuntarily, his face paling. An outsider might have thought that Mo Yunjing and the others had harmed him.

Looking at this pathetic sight, Yunliu, standing beside Mo Yunjing, let out a cold snort. "Since when has the invincible Northern Border Army become so cowardly It's simply... disgraceful."

The man, hearing Yunliu's words, trembled even more violently. Having served under King Beijang before, he knew all too well the temperaments of the generals around him.

I was already afraid of them, and now that I serve Mo Yunchen, I know that in essence, I have betrayed the North Border King and the others.

So now I had to panic, fearing that my life would end today.

He was pale with fear, trembling all over, but he still pulled out the letter, stammering, "M-my lord... the prince... he... sent me to deliver this."

Mo Yunjing slowly raised his head, casually flicking his eyelids to glance at the man. His gaze seemed gentle, yet it sent chills down the man's spine. The man instantly lowered his head, afraid to meet Mo Yunjing's eyes.

Yunliu glanced at her own prince, then walked to the man and took the letter from his hand. After checking for any abnormalities, she handed it to Moyunjing.

The letter was written in Mo Yunchen's own hand, and Mo Yunjing recognized his handwriting as soon as he opened it.

Originally, there was no expression on his face, but after reading the contents of the letter, his complexion visibly darkened.

His eyes were dim, as if covered in a layer of ash. In their depths, black as ink, there was nothing but coldness.

Yun Wu and Yun Liu, who were in the same room, looked at each other with a hint of worry in their eyes.

Could it be that the Prince ran into some trouble

Mo Yunjing read the letter silently for a long time. He then turned his sharp gaze upon the man kneeling before him, "How is the prince's situation"

“Go back... Go back to Your Highness, I haven't...haven't seen the Young Master for quite some time.”

“...”

Yunliu frowned, and at this time Mo Yunjing had also handed the letter in his hand to him.

He quickly skimmed through it, and seeing what Mo Yunchen had said, he was so angry that he almost swore.

How can this Mo Yunchen be so shameless!

Even though he is the prince's biological father, he should be protecting him. But not only did he fail to protect him, he shamelessly removed the veil and is now using the prince to blackmail them, the royal family.

This Mo Yunchen is simply insane.

How could they have not seen through Mo Yunchen's true colors before He was such a master of disguise, so incredibly fake!

Putting down the letter in his hand, Yunliu suddenly angrily rushed to the man's side, without saying a word, he directly grabbed his neck and pulled him forward, gritting his teeth and snarling:

You've been in the barracks with the Prince, I don't believe you haven't heard any news about him. Come on, how is the Prince nowthat, for he knew that continuing deeper would be fraught with danger. If Han Yun used his inner strength to heal him at this moment, it would undoubtedly deplete his own power. It would be impossible...