g's expression suddenly darkened. He looked sharply at his subordinate and said coldly:"Immediately go and send a message to the Lijiang School. That woman, An Xuetang, belongs to this palace, and no..."Huh What do you mean by that, Ajing"

Upon hearing Mo Yunjing's words, An Xuetang was as if struck dumb. She widened her eyes and stared at him blankly. Although she might have caught his meaning, she dared not confirm it.

Looking at her adorable expression, Mo Yunjing chuckled softly, "Let's go home."we can wash up. We've been in Fu'er's room for too long, and I feel uneasy without washing."And Ning'er is also a clean person. She got surgery, and there was blood on her body. If she didn't wash it...