nd your half-siblings all want you dead. You haven't recovered from your injury yet and haven't joined forces with the Northern Frontier army. We can't take this risk.""Sugar, don't you need silver""I...Meanwhile, An Xue Tang and Feng Ming walked in silence all the way. They left the small wooden house and headed straight back to their lodging.

After being admitted, before Feng Ming could do anything, An Xuetang asked the two Qingyun Pavilion disciples guarding the courtyard with an extremely calm voice:

Could you please go to the villagers and buy some grain I want to cook a meal.

"! "

As soon as she said this, the two subordinates of Qingyun Pavilion were stunned.

Apparently, no one expected the Northern Border Princess to suddenly say such things.

You know, the last two times, the princess was carried back by the Young Master Feng.

The state is very bad.

Why did he suddenly say he wanted to cook now that he was back home

That left them speechless for a moment.

While following behind An Xuetang, Feng Ming stared thoughtfully at her profile.

He quickly came to his senses and looked at the two subordinates from Qingyun Pavilion, "Go see if there's anyone in the village selling rice. Buy some back."

And if the villagers have good meat dishes, they should buy them back and remember to give more silver.

Although Qingyun Pavilion's subordinates were still bewildered, they quickly bowed after regaining their composure. "Yes."

As soon as the two subordinates left, An Xuetang simply raised her foot and walked into the room.

Feng Ming didn't know what she wanted, so he followed her in.

Yet An Xuetang did nothing. After entering the room, she just sat by the bed, her eyes downcast, and no one knew what she was thinking.

Seeing her like this, Feng Ming was very worried.

At this moment, I couldn't help but walk over to her side and wanted to reach out to tuck the stray hair behind her ear, but An Xuetang dodged my hand.

She lifted her head to look at him, her cold eyes making him pause for breath.

He knew that her look clearly showed a sense of distance from him.

Realizing this, Feng Ming's brows furrowed. "A Tang, why are you looking at me like that"

An Xue Tang stared straight at him, "Brother, are you truly unaware of what's happening today"

"......"

Feng Ming's heart tightened. Could she have really discovered something

But at this moment, Feng Ming feigned composure on his face and said, "Brother, I've been with you day and night these past few days. How could I know anything you don't"

After that, he narrowed his eyes slightly, "A Tang, do you think today's incident was Han Yun intentionally deceiving you But your brother really can't figure out what reason he would have for doing this."

An Xuetang looked at him, her eyes meeting Shu Yue's clear and tranquil gaze. "I also want to know what his purpose is for doing this"

"Is there any possibility that he actually didn't know the corpse wasn't Mo Yunjing After all, when I first saw the corpse, I mistook it for Mo Yunjing too."

"Speaking of which, Feng Ming shook his head. "If the injuries on that person's face weren't formed after death, from any angle, that person looked very similar to Mo Yun Jing."

An Xue Tang smiled cryptically, "No, actually there's a big difference."

“I wasn’t calm before, so I didn’t see the flaws. But after calming down, I saw that the body was actually very different from Ajing.”

"Not to mention anything else, those hands alone couldn't possibly belong to Ajing."

"Ajing always held a sword, her hands covered in calluses. However, although this man resembled Ajing in physique, his hands were clean and smooth. Even if Ajing had taken care of them for a month or two, she couldn't have gotten them so spotless."

"His hands clearly belonged to a scholar, not a warrior. This is just one of many flaws. If I were to list all his shortcomings, there would be plenty."

"Speaking of this, An Xue Tang helplessly shook her head. "But what's the point of saying these things now I just need to confirm that person isn't Ajing."

Feng Ming's eyes were deep, he didn't say anything, just looked at An Xue Tang thoughtfully.

I wonder what she'll do next.

"At this moment, An Xue Tang regained her composure and her gaze turned profound. “Brother, tell me, what exactly happened today”

If Han Yun were an ordinary person, it wouldn't be a big deal. But as the head of Qingyun Pavilion and having known Mo Yunjing for so many years, he couldn't possibly not know that the corpse wasn't Mo Yunjing.

"Why would he lie to me Based on what I know about him, he's not the mastermind behind this."

"!" Hearing her guess so accurately, a complex emotion flashed across Feng Ming's eyes.

He of course knew her guess was true, but still asked, "So Ah Tang, who do you suspect is the mastermind"

An Xuetang didn't answer, only a smile played on her lips. "Just wait and see, the answer will reveal itself one day."

Feng Ming: "..."

Since she didn't want to talk about it now, he didn't press her.

After a moment of silence, An Xue Tang cast her eyes out the window.

Feng Ming's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and he turned his head, staring thoughtfully at the tightly closed window.

Obviously, both of them had noticed someone outside the window, but who that person was, they both knew in their hearts. Neither dared to rush out.

......

In a short while, Qingyun Pavilion's men bought back the grain and also hunted wild chickens in the mountains.

An Xuetang then slowly got up and smiled at Fengming behind her, "Brother, these days haven't you been saying I don't eat well Today, let's have a good, peaceful meal together."

"Just so, the brothers of Qingyunge probably haven't rested well these days looking for Ajing and haven't eaten any good things. Today I'll cook a hot meal for everyone."

“......”

Feng Ming looked at her pretty and charming face, without speaking. How much did she guess

After she left, he got up and went out after her.

After An Xuetang came out, she said to the people of Qingyun Pavilion, "You go and call everyone over. Let's have a meal together today as a thank you for everyone's hard work during this time."

Two of Qingyun Pavilion's subordinates exchanged glances, lost in thought.

They don't know what the Northern Border Princess wants to do. Didn't the King of the Northern Border already pass away

And just an hour ago, the Princess of Beijng suffered a heart attack and fainted.

How could her mood change so suddenly Now she even has the heart to cook for them. What on earth happened

However, the two did not dare to ask any more questions. After An Xuetang finished speaking, they hurriedly clasped their hands and said, "Yes."

But they only left one person behind, who stayed to help slaughter the chicken and prepare the vegetables they had bought from the villagers.

Feng Ming silently guarded beside An Xue Tang, whatever she wanted to do, as long as he could help, he would silently lend a hand.

Occasionally, he would cast a thoughtful glance at An Xue Tang.

As an elder brother, he now didn't know how his sister Ah Tang was thinking.

Actually, she had already spotted the person outside the window. She thought she would rush out to confirm it.

But she did nothing, which made him feel uneasy.

The moment feels like...the calm before the storm.

He wanted to say something, but A Tang's composure left him speechless.

I'm afraid if I say too much, I might reveal something. to follow her away.Feng Ming frowned, just as An Xue Tang turned to leave, he walked over and said to Mo Yun Jing, "Where is A Tang going You should send her back to the tent to rest. On a bride's w...