When An Xuetang heard that the Master of Beacon dared to use such news to threaten Mo Yunjing, her face was as cold as ice, and the silver needle in her hand was about to throw it out.

But Master Mingdeng is a person with deep internal strength at least. His eyes slowly glanced at An Xuetang's hand, "Before the princess takes action, think more about the queen and the coma woman in the mansion now."

"!"

An Xuetang frowned, and he actually knew Zhier.

Zhier has been hidden by Yun Ruishi, and has been in a coma for so many years. How did Master Mingdeng know him?

Seeing the doubt flashing in An Xuetang's eyes, Master Mingdeng curled his lips and smiled, "I think the relationship between the queen and that woman is the first to be. I think the prince must have been checking for a long time but he has no clue, right?"

Mo Yunjing had deep black eyes, and he didn't know what emotions were like in his eyes. He was just staring at Master Beacon.

But the next moment, no one knew how he made the move. Master Mingdeng's neck was already pinched by his cold palm.

An Xuetang narrowed his eyes slightly and did not make any sound.

The beacon master who was pinched showed no panic or fear on his face.

He stared at Mo Yunjing calmly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He was not a gamble, and because he had a full understanding of Mo Yunjing, he knew that he would not kill him at this time.

Mo Yunjing's eyes seemed to be able to see his inner thoughts clearly, so under the firm gaze of Master Minglan, Mo Yunjing's hand that pinched his neck gradually tightened. An Xuetang saw Mo Yunjing's murderous intent

, she glanced at Master Minglan, who was dying but didn't know it, then got up and walked over.

Yun Si knew that the prince was very angry now, so he stopped An Xuetang from approaching him, but An Xuetang shook his head slightly at him.

She walked straight towards Mo Yunjing, reached out to grab Mo Yunjing's wrist, and whispered, "Ajing, I don't want him to die today."

Mo Yunjing seemed to have come to his senses. He let go of the beacon master, turned around and led An Xuetang back to his seat.

He glanced at Yun Si, and Yun Si immediately understood what Mo Yunjing's look meant, and he nodded slightly.

Yun Si walked to Master Mingdeng and wanted to catch him, but Master Mingdeng touched his neck and slowed down and said, "Prince, we might as well make a deal."

Mo Yunjing sat down, poured An Xuetang a cup of hot water, and then looked up slowly at him.

Through a brief contact, Master Mingdeng also understood the temperament of the Northern King. He stopped talking nonsense and immediately said:

"I know that the King of Northern Xinjiang has been looking for the whereabouts of the Queen. I am willing to reveal some information to the prince, but I have a request."

Mo Yunjing stared at him with deep dark eyes, and then spoke, "Say."

"I want to see the unconscious woman."

“…”

An Xuetang immediately narrowed her eyes. Not only did this man know A Jing's mother, but he still wanted to see Zhier now?

Who is he? What else do you know?

What made her even more strange was how did he know that Zhier was brought back to the royal palace by her?

So does he recognize Yun Ruishi?

One by one, An Xuetang looked at Master Mingdeng thoughtfully, "I don't know who the person you are talking about is."

An Xuetang's denial was as if Master Minglan expected, and he curled his lips and smiled slightly.

"Why should the princess waste each other's energy? I just want to see the old friend at first sight. Maybe... can help the princess wake her up. Hasn't the princess been trying to find a way to wake her up?"

“…”

I have to admit that what this person raised interest An Xuetang.

After taking Zhier back, An Xuetang almost always went to see her, and she had to take care of her every day.

But Zhier still didn't wake up. She wanted to know Zhier's identity urgently, and her family Ajing had a special feeling about Zhier. It was precisely because of this that she wanted to know Zhier's identity even more.
Chapter completed!