was even more reluctant to leave. Rather than saying An Xuetang didn't want him to go, it was more accurate to say that he couldn't bear to let go of this only girl who mattered to him.But he had to...After listening for a while, An Xuetang frowned, her doubts growing even deeper.

When I checked Feng Ming's pulse, there was nothing abnormal. Even with a stethoscope, I couldn't hear anything wrong, yet he was definitely ill!

What on earth went wrong!

Seeing An Xue Tang's brow furrowed, Mo Yun Jing's eyebrows unknowingly followed suit. When An Xue Tang put the stethoscope away, he gently placed his warm hand on her shoulder, "How is it"

An Xuetang pursed her lips and shook her head slightly, "As with my examination yesterday, I haven't found anything wrong with my brother's body."

Mo Yunjing's deep, dark eyes narrowed imperceptibly.

He knew there was something wrong with Feng Ming's body, but what kind of strange illness could hide it so deeply

Even something as simple as Candy, from his own house, can't be diagnosed

Mo Yunjing glanced thoughtfully at Feng Ming on the bed, then reached out and smoothed his clothes.

"Since you haven't been able to diagnose what's wrong with Feng Ming, perhaps he's perfectly healthy"

"It's impossible, something must be wrong with my brother's body."

Mo Yunjing narrowed his eyes slightly, "Tangtang, why are you so certain"

"I..."

An Xuetang almost subconsciously wanted to say that she had heard it with her own ears from Fu'er and Ning'er, but then she thought about it, she had heard it through a special 'way'. If she said it out loud, what if Mo Yunjing continued to ask, and she couldn't answer

"Sighing softly, he said, "I still believe my judgment. My older brother must have something wrong with him, but I need time to investigate and find out exactly what it is."

And she had a premonition that Feng Ming's physical ailments were definitely not minor, otherwise he wouldn't be afraid to let her know. He went to such lengths to hide it from her, which meant his illness was no small matter.

An Xuetang really couldn't figure out what was wrong with Feng Ming's body. It was getting late now, so she had to go back to her room with Mo Yunjing.

When the two emerged from the Fengming Room, Fu'er and Ning'er, along with Xunluo, were waiting at the door. Xunluo was unaware of Fengming's condition, while Fu'er and Ning'er watched An Xuetang nervously.

An Xuetang's expression was a little downcast. She knew what the two were concerned about, and at this moment she shook her head slightly towards them, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

He wandered about, looking this way and that, his eyes filled with uncertainty. He had returned from Qingyun Pavilion with Feng Ming, but after entering the manor, he only went to the kitchen for some food. However, when he came back, Fu'er and Ning'er stopped him at the courtyard, preventing him from disturbing Feng Ming, Mo Yun, Jing, An Xue Tang.

Now, look at An Xuetang's grave expression. He blinked, "Your Highness, is something wrong with the Valley Master"

Before An Xuetang could speak, Fu'er gave him a glance. "Don't ask what you shouldn't."

"..."

Is there anything I shouldn't ask

But with that rebuke from Fu'er, he truly stopped asking.

Fu'er curtsied to Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang, "Your Highness, Your Highness, I'll leave this to me and Xunluo. It's getting late, you two should return to your chambers and rest."

An Xuetang nodded slightly, "Good."

Phoenix is still unconscious. Let Xunluo and Fu'er keep watch for a while.

Mo Yunjing took An Xue Tang away, and Ning'er also followed them from a distance.

Until the figures of Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang disappeared from sight, Xunluo scratched his head again, his bewildered eyes fixed on Fu'er. "Fu'er, did something happen to the Valley Master"

"No, don't ask. Aren't you hungry I'm here guarding it, eat first."

Fu'er stood expressionlessly at the door. She didn't want to speak, and Xunluo knew that asking any further would be pointless. He turned around and went back to his room, eating something.

He and Fengming spent a few hours at Qingyunge, but because the head of Qingyunge was in a coma, no one there felt like eating. Naturally, he didn't feel comfortable asking for food himself.

He has been hungry for several hours now, and if he doesn't eat soon, he won't be able to hold on any longer.

After Xunluo left, Fu'er gazed thoughtfully at Fengming's door, a tinge of melancholy in her eyes.

They knew Fengming was sick, but there was nothing they could do about it. That feeling of helplessness was truly awful!

Sometimes she wished she could take his pain away. If she could, she'd rather be sick than him.

On the other side, Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang had just stepped into their own courtyard when they both became instantly alert because they smelled blood.

And yet, Shou'er and Kang'er, who should have been in the courtyard, were nowhere to be seen at this moment. An Xue Tang and Mo Yun Jing exchanged a glance.

An Xuetang narrowed her eyes slightly, she listened to the sounds around her, was there really no one

Are those people still hiding so deep She couldn't hear any sound of movement at all

Just then, there was a slight movement coming from the small kitchen. An Xue Tang raised her foot and rushed over, Mo Yun Jing closely following behind her.

There was a pool of blood on the kitchen floor, and no one knew whose it was.

Ning'er, who was following Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang, also noticed something was wrong. Just as she was about to say something, the sound of fighting came from the next courtyard.

Her face changed, but she knew her duty was to protect An Xuetang, so she didn't lose her composure and run back to the next courtyard. Instead, she rushed to the kitchen door. Before she could speak, An Xuetang commanded her:

"Ninger, go back and help Fuer and Xunluo. Your elder brother is unconscious now, you must protect him well."

Ning'er glanced at Mo Yunjing, knowing that with him there, An Xuetang shouldn't be in any danger. After responding to the 'yes' behind her, she quickly flew back to the neighboring courtyard.

Mo Yunjing didn't say a word throughout the entire process. His deep eyes looked at An Xuetang with an unclear meaning, making his doubts even stronger.

Actually, he had discovered something. His dog, Tangtang's hearing seemed extraordinary. He thought his own hearing was good, but just now, he hadn't been able to hear any sounds from the next courtyard. Tangtang had already confirmed that there was a fight happening in the next courtyard.

An Xuetang didn't know what Mo Yunjing was thinking at the moment. She looked at the open window, "Ajing, did they leave from here Shou'er and Kang'er, as well as Eleven, those three probably chased after them."

Mo Yunjing glanced at the window, still with the imprints on it, "Hmm."

"Ajing, quick, take me to catch up!"

"No need, wait for them to come back."

An Xuetang looked at the bloodstains on the ground with some concern, "What if the injured person was Shou'er, Kang'er, or even Shiyi"

"It's not them."

Mo Yunjing led An Xuetang away from the kitchen. He looked calm, "This is the prince's residence. If Shiyi realizes he can't win, he wouldn't be foolish enough to fight alone. Here, he only needs to shout a few times, and the Yun family army will appear at any time."

Since the prince's mansion was eerily quiet now, it meant the visitor posed no threat. On the contrary... Mo Yunjing suspected this was a feint to draw attention away from something else.

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