lade-like cold arc. She acted as if she hadn't heard Fu'er's words, not giving her even a spare glance.Foler was afraid; she didn't want to become a cripple.She frantically looked at An Xue Tang, igno...A blush crept up An Xue Tang's face as she replayed the scene in her mind, her heart pounding.

She pursed her lips, forcing herself to push the images from her mind. Then she got to work, preparing to change the sheets on the bed.

Because there were some marks, she was too embarrassed to let Ning'er and the other maids come tidy up.

Mo Yunjing saw that she was about to do it herself, so he put down what he was holding and came over to help. He pulled her aside, then took off the old sheets and blankets himself and put on new ones. As he bent down to smooth out the wrinkles, An Xuetang suddenly came up behind him and hugged him from behind.

"Ajing, are you really letting a dignified War God Prince like yourself make the bed "

Mo Yunjing's lips curled into a doting smile, "Not good Then maybe I should just let others do it from now on"

"I think I'll pass." She still had some pride.

Mo Yunjing slowly turned around, squinting slightly at the woman before him. His hand rested on her waist, his voice growing increasingly husky, "Tired"

"..."

An Xuetang once suspected that there was something unusual behind his question, but she had no evidence.

However, she quickly cleared her throat and said, "I'm... a little tired."

He was almost restless last night, and she wouldn't dare say she wasn't tired now. Since telling him that a woman who is pregnant can... do that after three months... he certainly didn't plan on holding back.

At this moment, meeting Mo Yunjing's deep eyes, she pushed against his chest with more force. "Don't look at me like that, first make the bed."

Mo Yunjing looked at her eyes, which seemed to hold the gleam of peach blossoms, and let out a chuckle. "What is Tangtang afraid of"

After that, she pushed harder with both hands, trying to push him away. But who knew, not only couldn't she push him away, but he actually came closer, slightly lowering his head, warm breath blowing onto her cheek, making her tremble involuntarily.

She was afraid he would do something, her eyes drifted away at this moment, just about to say something to him, but he had already lowered his head and kissed her forehead, "If Tangtang is still like this, you probably..."

Before he could finish his words, An Xuetang was startled as if she had been frightened. She stammered in a panic, "I... I... What could I possibly be doing Don't try to slander me."

Mo Yunjing couldn't help but burst into laughter seeing her like that. Without a word, he scooped her up and gently placed her on the bed.

After putting her down, his hand went straight to unbuttoning An Xuetang's clothes. An Xuetang was frightened, her face flushed with a mixture of anxiety and embarrassment. She grabbed his hand fiercely, "You... what do you want to do I… I'm tired."

Mò Yún Jǐng curled his lips, his eyes gazing at her with a half-smile that was neither genuine nor mocking. He asked slowly, "What do you think your husband wants to do, Táng Táng"

"I...how would I know"

"Sugar, aren't you going to sleep wearing such a heavy coat"

"!"

An Xuetang's face stiffened, and she looked down at her clothes...they were indeed a bit thick, but...but who made him not say anything and just start taking off her clothes She couldn't help but misunderstand, could she

Now that she knew his intentions, she awkwardly turned her head away, allowing him to remove the thick outer garment from her.

After he finally took off all her clothes, she quickly crawled into bed, wishing she could fall asleep right away. She was so embarrassed.

Mo Yunjing knew she was embarrassed, a doting smile playing at the corner of his lips. He then picked up the blanket beside him and covered her with it, "Since you're tired, rest well. I've had some food prepared. Just let someone know if you get hungry."

An Xuetang closed her eyes, "Good."

……

Compared to the warmth of Beijang Palace, things on Mo Yunren's side were far too desolate.

As the second prince of the Heavenly Hegemony Kingdom, Mo Yunren is now crippled, his legs and arms severed, effectively barring him from the throne. Yet, after years of meticulous planning, he would not relinquish his ambition so easily.

Ever since it was known that Mu Yunjing, the country bumpkin wife of Duke Mo Yunchen, possessed miraculous medical skills capable of reattaching Duke Mo Yunchen's arm, which had been broken for several months, and after his recovery, the arm was indistinguishable from a normal one.

This message rekindled the fire in his already discontent heart. If An Xue Tang was so capable, couldn't she heal him too

Because of this, he had devoted almost all his energy these days to finding a way to bring An Xuetang back and find a way to make her obedient.

At this moment, Mo Yunren sat heavily on the bed, he turned his head to look at the two people kneeling on the ground, "Today, there is still no way to break in"

One of the black-clad men on the ground shook his head. "Reporting to Your Royal Highness, the Beijang王府 is still heavily guarded. We couldn't get in."

"Nonsense! A bunch of trash!"

Mo Yunren immediately cursed angrily, if not for his hand being crippled, he would have personally taught this bunch of trash a lesson.

Two men in black immediately fell to their foreheads, bowing and saying in unison, "Please forgive us, Your Highness."

Mò Yún Rén couldn't help but curse loudly a few times. After he calmed down, he looked at the staff standing by the bed, "What's going on over there Wasn't it already prepared Why hasn't it started yet"

The aide walked two steps forward and bowed to Mo Yunren. "Reporting to Your Highness, we have received news from the front that they will begin acting within these few days. They assured Your Highness not to worry, matters will be resolved soon. Your Highness only needs to make arrangements for everything in the capital."

Although the two did not explicitly state which "side" they were referring to, the two kneeling on the ground both knew that what was said by their mouths meant the Red Nation.

Mo Yunren had already made contact with the Chi Nation long ago. The Chi Nation's boldness in attacking the Tianba Nation is inextricably linked to Mo Yunren.

Although Mo Yunren is now disabled, he has painstakingly cultivated his influence over the years. He has many loyal ministers around him, and the power base he has secretly built up is not to be underestimated.

His cooperation with the Crimson Nation's first step was to lure Mo Yunjing away, causing him to leave the capital.

As long as Mo Yunjing left the capital, Mo Yunren believed that it would not be difficult for him to capture An Xuetang.

And the Chi state and its people had long set a trap, waiting for Mo Yunjing to take the bait. As soon as he agreed to lead troops out on campaign, his life would be forfeit, remaining in the Chi army camp.

The staff reported some matters to Mo Yunren again. Mo Yunren was in so much pain that he couldn't bear it, "Bring me some painkillers, and you guys, keep an eye on the Northern Border Prince's Manor. This king doesn't believe An Xuetang can stay in the manor every day."

Two men in black bowed, "Yes, we understand."

Mo Yunren's body was truly exhausted. After taking a pain reliever from someone, he lay down to rest again.

The aide who had been standing by the bed looked thoughtfully at Mo Yunren, a meaningful smile gradually appearing on his lips. He then turned and left.ly put down the towel in her hand to serve An Xuetang sugar water.After drinking the sweet water, a warmth spread through her stomach for just a moment before An Xuetang felt an even more intense pain...