Chapter 309 She Stands Tall

hair, slightly tightening its hold on the back of her head. His actions on her lips were even more forceful, a tight and suffocating seal that left no room for air.Ning'er had never imagined she woul...Whoever is behind this, they chose today of all days to make such a commotion. Isn't it clear that their goal is to ruin Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang's wedding night

"Yun Yi also knew this well. He bowed to Feng Ming, "Understood, my lord."

Mo Junyi saw Yun Yi and Feng Ming acting mysteriously, he also wanted to follow up, but was stopped by Feng Ming, "Mo Junyi, return to your camp to rest."

"Aren't you hiding something from me"

Mo Junyi refused to return to camp, no matter what. Finally, Ning'er came over. Ning'er glanced thoughtfully at Feng Ming, then said, "Young Master, the prince asked me to prepare some food in the kitchen. The princess might need it. Would you like to personally make dumplings for her"

Mo Junyi looked at her thoughtfully, "You're serious"

"I dare not lie, my master."

Mo Junyi glanced at Feng Ming, then at Hua Duo'er who was walking over. Hua Duo'er also spoke up at this moment, "Zi Ling, A Tang didn't eat much just now. Why don't you come with me to the kitchen and make some dumplings for her"

Mo Junyi thought for a moment, "Okay."

He knew Feng Ming and Yun Yi must be hiding something from him, not wanting him to know. Since that was the case, he could only rely on his own methods to find out.

Bidding farewell to Mo Junyi and Huaduoer as they walked away, Fengming's expression darkened. He turned around and strode directly towards the council tent.

Yun Liu stood guard in front of the packages. When Feng Ming entered, he bowed slightly. "Young Master Feng, the items are here."

Feng Ming nodded slightly, tilting her head to look at Ning'er, "Go and confirm, is this indeed A Tang's clothing"

Ning'er nodded slightly, "Yes."

She was a maidservant beside An Xue Tang, and she knew very well about things belonging to An Xue Tang. She took a look, and these things were indeed An Xue Tang's.

Especially this very special undergarment, something that An Xuetang had sewn by hand. Not only that, but An Xuetang also gave several to Huaduoer and Hong'er as well. An Xuetang told them this thing was called an "undergarment".

Seeing these things along with the scent of An Xue Tang's special medicine on her clothing, Ning'er was very certain that they all belonged to An Xue Tang.

He used a declarative sentence. Ning'er nodded slightly, "Yes, the princess wore it only two days ago. And this dress was washed by the maidservant personally, after being dried over fire, the maidservant also personally put it away for the princess."

Yunliu's expression instantly turned serious. "According to your meaning, these clothes should all be in the prince's tent. Could it be... that someone broke into the prince's tent"

If that were truly the case... then we'd be reckless to take it lightly.

Outside their prince's tent, guards stood watch, vigilant. Only Feng Ming, the Blue Nation's top expert, could slip past the soldiers silently and unnoticed. Yun Liu couldn't fathom how anyone else could freely enter and leave their prince's tent.

Feng Ming's eyes were cold and piercing, he narrowed his eyes slightly, "Burn these clothes."

Ninger looked at the pink dress and hesitated, "That's a dress that the princess likes very much. Should we wait until tomorrow to ask the princess before making a decision"

“No.” Fengming spoke, her voice brooking no argument. “These garments can’t be touched by A Tang. Ning’er, remember this: from now on, before any item that has passed through someone else’s hands reaches A Tang, you must inspect it carefully. If necessary, things touched by strangers must never be allowed to touch A Tang again.”

As they spoke, he drew out a vial of special potion from his waist. “Carry this with you at all times,” he said to her. “Sprinkle a little on the clothes that A Tang wears every day.”

Ning'er and Yunliu looked at each other, both of them puzzled, unable to understand why Fengming would do such a thing.

"Obedience was Ning'er's duty, she nodded and took the things. “Yes.”

Feng Ming watched as Ning'er and Yun Liu tossed the garments into the fire. He kept his gaze fixed on the flames until Tang’er’s pink dress caught alight, and saw a faint lavender glow emanating from the fire. Feng Ming's pupils contracted.

This garment is indeed infested with insects!

That person... ultimately appeared after all!

When Yun walked in, he immediately noticed a slight change in Feng Ming's expression. He followed Feng Ming's gaze but couldn't see anything different.

Feng Ming seemed unwilling to explain, he turned his head to look at Yun Yi, and coldly said, "Everyone be more vigilant tonight."

Yun Yi and the others bowed. "Yes."

Tonight was destined to be an extraordinary night. Feng Ming used his light skills to fly high above the ground, he looked around thoughtfully, his expression gloomy.

Anyone who can easily enter and exit Mo Yunjing's tent must be above him in martial arts, but no matter what, his A Tang, he is here to protect her.

At this moment, a newly married couple was playing a staring contest in their tent. They had no idea what was happening outside, and to an onlooker, it might have seemed like they were just playing a game of who blinks first.

"Sugar, you need to explain."

"……" Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!

An Xuetang's forehead was creased with frustration. "Ajing, we're at this point now, and you're still dwelling on this Don't you think we should do something more meaningful Haven't you heard the soldiers say A moment of springtime is worth a thousand ounces of gold!"

As they spoke, An Xue Tang's hand started to rest nervously on his palm, gently rubbing against the back of his hand.

Mo Yunjing's eyes deepened, "To me, it's quite meaningful to explain this well."

"It's over," a thought flashed through An Xue Tang's mind. Her little Ah Jing even used 'this king'.

"Ajing, actually... I saw a play somewhere else, uh... But don't misunderstand me, it wasn't live. It's... we have these small things that can record... Oh, I can't explain it anyway, Ajing just tell me, I saw it, what do you want to do"

An Xuetang was a little agitated. Many things from the 21st century, A Jing had no idea about. If she tried to explain them, would they even have time for their wedding night!

Seeing her suddenly flare up, Mo Yunjing's lips twitched. "This King hasn't settled the score with you yet, and you dare to act so arrogant."

"Having said that, Mo Yun Jing suddenly stood up, scaring An Xue Tang to shrink back. "You... Ah Jing, what do you want to do I'm telling you, domestic violence is bad, I have zero tolerance for it! If you dare to hit me, I...I won't let you on my bed!"

"...."

Mo Yunjing frowned, his jawline tightening. "Say that again."

An Xuetang's mind sharpened. "What do you mean"

Mo Yunjing's eyes, deep and cold like a winter abyss, fixed on her. His voice was laced with suppressed anger as he gritted out, "You dare say that again Don't think you can stop me from trying you in bed."

An Xuetang raised an eyebrow, "I... I was just giving an example. As long as you don't hit me, of course I wouldn't do that."

Mo Yunjing let out a cold snort. The next second, no one knew how he did it, but An Xuetang was instantly hoisted onto his shoulder! hard to get anymore. After An Xue Tang finished speaking, he eagerly shouted:"The prince is now without freedom. You Tianba nation's exiled prince has him under control, and it is said he constantly...