nding her eyes. If we went now, she wouldn't be happy."As soon as he thought of his mother being unhappy, Mo Junyi pursed his lips and suppressed the impulse in his heart. “Alright then, but if Mother...Feng Ming was taken aback by her sudden move and immediately narrowed his eyes, "A Tang, why are you hitting yourself Don't you feel pain"
An Xuetang let out a deep sigh, and spoke with some self-reproach, "Brother, I got so caught up in my work that I completely forgot to write a letter to Ajing. He must be very worried about my health."
"I'm afraid he still thinks I was tormented to death by my lover, my poor Ah Jing must be eating and sleeping poorly now."
"No, I have to write him a letter right away. I have to tell him that the so-called love curse has long been suppressed by me!"
"..."
Perhaps Fengming hadn't expected her to be so flustered over this, a slight narrowing of his eyes at the moment:
"A Tang, why do you so firmly believe he will be unable to eat or sleep well because of worry for you"
"Of course I believe it, after all, he's my Jing, my own Jing. I understand how he treats me, and I can certainly guess what he would do."
Looking at An Xue Tang, who seemed to change into a different person the moment she mentioned Mo Yun Jing, Feng Ming naturally gave a very disgusted look. He sighed and said:
"A Tang, to be honest, your brother still prefers you when you're full of murderous rage."
"!!!"
Upon first hearing this, An Xuetang was unsure if it was a compliment or an insult.
Thus, An Xue Tang gave Feng Ming a speechless glare. "You might as well say you prefer looking at a perverted An Xue Tang!"
When she was killing, she knew exactly what she was doing. I'm afraid if a child saw her like that, they wouldn't just cry on the spot, but would probably have nightmares for a very long time afterwards.
At this, Feng Ming smiled, “As an elder brother, watching my own younger sister be fierce towards others, for some reason, I feel happy. So, I still hope that A Tang would be a little more ruthless towards others.”
"... "
An Xuetang was speechless at him. Now she didn't bother to talk nonsense with him anymore, just let him watch the fire well, she went to write a letter to Mo Yunjing.
In her letter, she explained her situation in detail and emphasized several times that the love poison in her body was not causing her any harm. When she missed him, there was no pain, only sweetness!
And she emphasized, again and again, that she would always think of him, cherish his memory, and that he must also think of her and remember her!
In An Xuetang's view, this was the first letter she had written to her family in two lifetimes. She didn't know what to write, and unknowingly, it turned into a love letter
An Xuetang looked at the contents of the letter repeatedly. She had said everything she needed to say, but it was only a few hundred words.
However, he still concealed the fact that Mo Junyi was poisoned, so as not to worry him.
Looking at the brief content, An Xue Tang pursed her lips and frowned, feeling she should add something more.
She went over and over it in her mind, using up every scrap of knowledge she had about ancient poems.
I don't know if she was trying to make up the word count or just wanted to be cheesy, but at the end of her message, she forced in a few lines of poetry:
"A-Jing, the exquisite dice are adorned with red beans. Does knowing this bring you bone-deep longing"
"Ajing, a thousand gold pieces to buy Xiangru's poem, this deep affection, who can tell"
"Ajing, tender feelings like water, a good time like a dream. If our love lasts long, why should we bother with day after day I'll be waiting for you~."
"Ah Jing, a night of longing, plum blossoms bloom, suddenly at the window I thought it was you."
"Ajing, may I be as bright as the stars and the moon, shining together every night."eally didn't know that the Third Prince was here.""...."Ning'er stared at her expressionlessly, silent for a moment.She felt a shiver run down her spine at the sight of Little Red's scalp, but she sti...