n the morning.An Xuetang was amazed by his skin, she was so envious.Mo Yunjing was still sleeping at this time. An Xuetang's round eyes fell on him. His black hair was like ink, scattered around his p...In this extremely traditional setting, if she were to perform CPR on the child in front of everyone, it would definitely be unacceptable.

Then she quickly told Yun4 and Xunluo at the door to step back and close the door, they just needed to wait outside.

Time was running out, and she had wanted to perform CPR on the child herself, but Ning'er saw her intentions and immediately took over, "Princess Consort, let me do it."

An Xuetang didn't care who came, she just thought that when Ning'er was going to take the child away, Fengming suddenly reacted.

He still looked dazed, clenching his fists. He thought Ning'er was about to hurt the child, so he instinctively raised his hand to strike Ning'er.

Fortunately, An Xue Tang reacted quickly and pulled him back in time, "Brother, don't be afraid...don't be afraid."

An Xuetang held his hand reassuringly with one, and with the other, she handed the baby to Ning'er. After Ning'er took the child, An Xuetang reached out again to grasp Fengming's arm, her voice soft. "Brother, don't worry, Ning'er is only saving people, she won't hurt the child. Let's wait a bit, okay"

It's unknown if Feng Ming could actually understand, but with both hands pinned down by An Xue Tang at this moment, he definitely couldn't make any further advances.

But he was clearly still not reassured, his gaze fixed on the child with an air of utter bewilderment.

Ning'er quickly laid the child flat on the bed and immediately began CPR. After she finally regained her breath, Ning'er, following An Xuetang's instructions, took out a silver needle from the medicine box and performed acupuncture at several acupoints on the child.

After the child recovered her breathing, her complexion noticeably improved slightly, but it wasn't enough. She still needed to be stabilized.

After acupuncture, after a while, the child's face finally had some color.

An Xuetang and the others let out a slight sigh of relief. She saw that Feng Ming was no longer so impulsive, she should have realized that Ning'er would not harm the child, so at this moment, she had also calmed down.

An Xue Tang then carefully loosened her grip on his arm, her deep eyes thoughtfully gazing at the infant in the bed, a slight smile playing on her lips.

Obviously, no one had done anything to the child during this time, and she had always been held in Fengming's arms day and night. How could such symptoms suddenly appear

I almost ran out of breath!

At this moment, An Xuetang's mind subconsciously conjured up Fu'er's face. So this time, could it be another one of Fu'er's traps

Just what was she trying to do by making the child look like this What possible benefit could there be for her

But when she thought of Fu'er, her heart stirred. She had been watched by Feng Ming the whole time, so they hadn't dared to touch Fu'er.

Right now, both Feng Ming and the child are at Jingtang Garden. If someone were to go there and take Fu'er's life right now, Feng Ming wouldn't be able to stop them.

Thinking about this, An Xuetang narrowed her eyes slightly and glanced at Mo Juniyi who was standing beside her.

Truly, they are a mother and son. Just one look was all it took for Mo Jun Yi to understand what she wanted.

She nodded slightly at him silently, carefully glanced at Fengming, then quietly retreated and went out the door.

……

After Mo Junyi came out, he pulled Xunluo who was waiting outside and walked to the entrance of Jingtangyuan. He lowered his voice and said, “Uncle Fengming is not with Foshou now, you should go back now.”

As he spoke, he made a throat-slashing gesture, hesitated for a moment, but quickly understood, nodding hurriedly with some excitement in his eyes. "Understood, my lord."

After saying that, he immediately turned around and used his light kung fu to rush towards the courtyard where Fu'er lived.

Finally! He finally had the chance to kill that woman and avenge his murdered brothers.

My heart is still racing, but just as he reached the door to Fu'er's room, a gust of wind blew through, and in an instant, Feng Ming burst through the doorway, cradling a child in his arms.

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Is this... back already

He followed them in and saw their village leader, just like before. Perhaps sensing that Fu'er was in danger, he remained expressionless by her bedside after entering.

Seeing this scene, Xúnluò's heart instantly plummeted to the bottom. It seemed they were still one step too late.

But their master's light footwork was far superior to his, so even though he had used the fastest speed possible, he still hadn't finished the task assigned by their princess.

Looking at Feng Ming once again, as if a guardian deity, standing beside the bed, Xun Luo pursed her lips, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes, but she prepared to turn and leave, instructing someone to send a message to Jing Tang Yuan.he glanced at the small red figure on the floor, then looked back at Huāduǒr, "Huāduǒr, what would you like to do with her"She had been hiding in the shadows all along, watching everything Little Red...