k some red ginger soup first to warm your stomach."Thank you, grandma.Although the old woman's tone wasn't very kind, it felt heartwarming to hear.Like the comforting warmth of red ginger tea flowing...[ ]

Yun'an knew little about Mo Chenjun, her knowledge mostly confined to legends about the Demon Sect's leader.

Looking back, this person is quite narcissistic!

Let me give you a simple explanation of Mo XiaoXi's treatment steps. I won't go into too much detail because it might be complicated. Take notes if you want to remember.

Regardless of whether Mo Chenjun was ready, Yun Anan started from the first point and went all the way to the tenth.

Mo Xiaoxi's condition is not complicated, but the rupture of her eight meridians, combined with broken limbs and poisoning, is quite tricky.

And remember what you promised me. The day when envoys from all countries leave Kyoto is getting closer and closer.

Over the next three days, envoys from Dongsheng, Nanjing, Xiling, Xueguo, Wuguo, and Mobai will successively leave Kyoto.

If Mochen doesn't make a move, she will do it herself. Of course, Mo Xiaoxi's life and death would have nothing to do with her then.

"Naturally, I know that."

Pay attention to every word An'an Yun says. Under the silver mask, violet eyes stare at the woman who is a head shorter than him.

Outsiders are likely to be deceived by her harmless appearance and beguiled by her stunning beauty.

The moment he first laid eyes on Yun An'an, he knew that beneath her delicate appearance lay a heart as sharp and ruthless as a finely crafted gem.

"Yun An'an."

When Yun An'an was about to leave, Mo Chenjun called out to her.

Pausing, she turned around. Yun An'an's brows furrowed slightly.

"Is there anything else"

"When will I ever see you again"

He needs to know when Yun An'an treated Xiao Xi. Judging by Xiao Xi's condition, he's probably not going to live past seven days.

"Don't be so vague. I will come back to Qiyuan Xiaozhu in three days."

If someone else heard this, they would think she was cheating on Beichen Yi.

Leaving Qiyuan Xiaochu, Yun'an sat on a carriage and returned to Yiwangfu.

Night, pervades the heavens and earth.

In the study, Yun Anan lay on the noble concubine's couch, nibbling on fruit while glancing at a medical book.

Bei Chen Yi, who was sitting at the desk, lifted his eyes and fixed Yun An An in his deep gaze.

"An'er is in a good mood today."

"Mo Xiaoxi's condition is under control, I'm sure of it."

As soon as she thought of this, Yun An got up and sat down with Bei Chen Yi, talking about Mo Xiao Xi's condition and her treatment plan.

Of course, that's not the point.

The key point is that she can receive a huge amount of medical fees from this treatment.

Please!

Master Mo Chen, the leader of the Devil Sect, shouldn't be given a chance to swindle us, right

What pleased Yun'an even more was that Yunlu's antlers had already arrived at the station thirty li outside Kyoto.

As soon as I thought about being able to cure Bei Chen Yi's poison, the contract between us would end, and I would leave Yi Wangfu.

Yun'an'an was very happy, but besides happiness, there was also a hint of reluctance.

Beichen saw Yun'an's expression clearly. He walked forward and leaned down, gently stroking her cheek from her forehead to the corner of her lips.

If it were in the past, Yun An'an would definitely push him away with a full face of indignation and call out to Lao Liumang.

But today, the young girl in front of him slowly raised her head, and there was a hint of bewilderment in her phoenix eyes.

"Be good, don't think about anything. Your husband will hold you to sleep."

Beichen Yi held Yun An'an in his arms and walked into the inner room. Just as he was about to take off his clothes, he was kicked out of the room by a foot.

With a resounding thud, the inner door slammed shut, leaving Beichen Yiren standing alone outside, his figure slender and forlorn as he lightly tapped on the closed door.

"An'er, it's cold outside."

No one answered from within.

Lying in bed, Yun An tasted the fleeting sadness and reluctance that had just flashed through her heart.

She seemed to be acting too much, immersing herself as the Princess Yi and North Star Yi's wife.

To such an extent that even thinking about leaving Yiwangfu and Beichen Yi soon after, she, trapped in the identity of Yiwangfei, felt a bit resistant.

"Hmph~ The sick one isn't cured."

Smiling coldly, she pulled the blanket over her head.

Yun'an closed her eyes, trying not to think about all the messy things.

All matters can be discussed after Beichen Yi has detoxified and removed the poison.

I hope so...

The next day.

I didn't sleep well all night. Yun Anan yawned and looked at Xue Qiancheng and the others.

Each person carried a backpack, the 31 of them working together. Some even carried tents.

"Are you planning to camp at the cemetery"

As the saying goes, one should never go into battle unprepared. Master Yun, please rest assured, this time around, we won't just stay in the graveyard for a day and night, even three days and three nights would be fine.

Supplies are plentiful and sufficient for their daily needs.

Where is your money coming from

Yun'an checked the equipment the students were holding, her brow slightly furrowed.

Well done, everything from swords to spears and halberds is here.

"If you have a problem, find the director. If you don't have a problem, create one and find the director anyway."

Xue Qiancheng shouted the new slogan of Class A, Ding: In short, anything that has to do with trouble, just find the Dean.

"It's done beautifully."

Yunan An stretched out her thumb to give everyone a thumbs up.

As expected of her student, she's putting her knowledge to good use and learning quickly.

"Okay, let's go. Destination: the graveyard."

Thus, under Yun An'an's lead, thirty-one men from Class A, Ding Squad, trudged towards the chaotic burial ground with heavy equipment on their backs.

Along the way, more than thirty people attracted everyone's attention.

People craned their necks in confusion, wondering where the group of students was going

At this time, on the second floor of the inn, several unfriendly glances were cast towards the departing crowd.

A young master, dressed in fine clothes, made a slashing gesture with his hand. The black-clad guards received the order and vanished into the inn.

"Third Young Master, what you're doing is tantamount to murdering the royal family. Regardless of how wretched Prince Yuwen Xiu's background may be, he is still a member of the Witch Kingdom's royal family. Aren't you afraid that His Majesty will find out and punish you"

That's why this young master eradicated the roots, removing all obstacles for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Even someone as useless as Wen Xiu had to be cleaned up completely.

The two raised their glasses and drank the fine wine in one go.

On the other side, after arriving at the burial ground, Jia and the Dingban Academy students began setting up tents. Yun Anan leaned against the carriage with her shoulders slumped, and smiled.

"Qingfeng, what do you think of this group of kids"

Qīngfēng, who was sitting on top of the carriage, also looked at Xuě Qiānchéng and the others.

It's not that great, it's neither the best nor the worst.

Qingfeng is telling the truth.

Compared to the former bunch of good-for-nothings who just lazed around, under the instruction of Madam Royal, they have proved themselves with actions that they are not trash and how different they are from before.

But compared to those royal heirs, even Xue Qiancheng Yuwen Xiu, who possessed the most legitimate royal bloodline, was nothing more than a sacrifice.

On the bright side, it's an education at Yingtian Academy. On the dark side, it's exile. Compared to the true heirs, this is hardly a fair deal.

"Your Majesty, there is something lowly I do not know if I should say or not."

Qingfeng hesitated, in fact, he had wanted to say these words for a long time, only he had never found the right opportunity.

"What did you say"

"They were blessed to have met Your Majesty, the Queen. It is their fortune."

But what about how Her Royal Highness thinks you'll fare after leaving them

Rescued from darkness by light, hope ignited in despair. The Duchess descended like a deity, saving Xue Qiancheng and his companions.

When the light fades and darkness returns, what will become of these childrenome for real, this time the delegation from the Northern Border was flustered."A misunderstanding Your princess humiliating my wife is also a misunderstanding"The icy voice sliced through the hearts o...