Chapter 127: Output

, Dong'er did make some sense.If she sets the price too high and angers that young master, what if he suddenly decides to take it from her by unfair meansThat young master is wealthy and influential....They chatted the whole night until the faint crowing of roosters reached their ears. Mo Yun Jing patted An Xue Tang's back, "Tangtang, it's time to rest."

An Xuetang now knew pretty much everything she needed to know. She lay in Mo Yunjing's embrace and gradually drifted off to sleep.

Mo Yunjing stared at her sleeping face, the corners of his mouth slightly curved upwards. He felt an unprecedented sense of ease and joy.

Two people slept until noon before getting up. During this time, Ding Hua came twice, but Mo Yunjing sent him away both times, not wanting to disturb An Xue Tang's sleep.

When An Xuetang woke up again, her hands were still tightly clutching Mo Yunjing. At first, she didn't realize what was happening. After seeing herself waking up in Mo Yunjing's arms again, she awkwardly twitched the corner of her mouth and tried to sneak away.

Before she could even pull her hand away, Mo Yunjing's voice, laced with a hint of amusement, came from above her head, "Tangtang, are you still trying to avoid me"

"..."

An Xuetang was taken aback, then a series of scenes from last night flashed through her mind.

After she reminded herself that she had already talked to Mo Yunjing about it, she instantly felt comfortable and snuggled closer to him in his embrace.

"Ah Jing, good morning."

"Sugar, good morning, but it's actually noon now."

An Xuetang smiled, "I didn't expect we overslept."

After finishing her words, she gently pushed him away, a mischievous glint in her eyes. She then feigned sweetness and said, "Your Highness, would you like your concubine to help you get up"

"..."

Mo Yunjing was amused by her playful teasing, but still replied cooperatively, "Then I'll have to trouble the Princess."

After that, the two of them looked at each other and burst into laughter. An Xuetang even reached out and pinched Mo Yunjing's face, "You think this princess consort will serve you You're dreaming!!"

Mo Yunjing looked into her eyes, which were full of light. An Xue Tang felt like she was about to be devoured by his gaze.

His gaze held a mesmerizing charm, one she couldn't bear to meet for too long, lest she find herself lost in it all day and unable to escape.

She quickly turned and went to put on her coat, "I'll go get you some water to wash up, then we can eat."

"Good."

Though their conversation was much like it had always been, both of them clearly sensed a subtle shift. It was a kind of unspoken understanding only they could share.

After dinner, An Xue Tang gave Mo Yun Jing acupuncture and then accompanied him step by step in his rehabilitation training.

In the late afternoon, Ding Hua returned from the city with news that the young master of the clinic where Xiao Liu worked was willing to sell it for four hundred taels.

And today's business of earth kiln rabbits and earth kiln ducks is as hot as yesterday, selling out immediately after being put on display.

Everything was within An Xuetang's expectations. She just nodded after hearing it.

"Ding Hua, please gather Ding Yi and the others to the meeting room later. I have something to tell you all."

"Good."

After Ding Hua left, Mo Yunjing played with An Xue Tang's small hand, "Tangtang, do you have any new ideas again"

An Xue Tang raised an eyebrow, a mysterious smile playing on her lips. "Ah Jing wants to know I'd rather not tell you."

"...."

He reached out to pinch her chin, intending to force a confession his way, but An Xuetang seemed to know what he was about to do. She stood up abruptly and ran to the door, smiling sweetly. "Ah Jing, you play by yourself for a while. I'm going to talk to Ding Hua and the others."

As soon as she finished speaking, she ran out.

Mo Yunjing stared at the direction she disappeared, a slight upward curve to his lips.

When An Xuetang arrived at the living room, Ding Hua and his brother Ding Yi were already waiting.

After An Xuetang invited them to sit down, she got straight to the point. "Ding Hua, about how much grain can our farm produce in a year"

Ding Hua was taken aback for a moment, then replied, “Miss, our estate only produces refined rice and has one harvest per year. So, approximately 500,000 jin of refined rice can be produced from 1,000 mu of good farmland.”

Five hundred thousand poundsck to Mo Yun Ren's mansion.……When Mo Yunren learned that all the effort and resources he had poured into cultivating his Liji Sword Sect over the years had resulted in nothing but this crippled man be...