Mo Yunjing ignored his identity at all, and he squatted down and rubbed Da Zi's head, and his voice softened:

"You obviously found him, but you didn't go back and tell your master. She is very worried now. Are you wrong?"

When Fu'er heard Mo Yunjing's reflection, she was so scared that her face was pale and immediately knelt down, "I know that it is my fault. It is my fault that I did not send the news back in time."

To Fu'er, Mo Yunjing's words to Da Zi just held Da Zi accountable were to tell her, and now she can only admit her mistake.

Mo Yunjing's face became gloomy and glanced at Fu'er coldly, "Go back and punish according to the rules of the mansion."

His voice was very cold.

Fu'er lowered her head, "Yes."

Mo Yunjing rubbed Da Zi's head, and he got up and immediately entered a room.

In this room, Feng Ming had just woken up. He listened to what Mo Yunjing said to Fu'er. When he saw Mo Yunjing walk in, he said casually:

"This matter has nothing to do with her, I don't let her disclose it."

Mo Yunjing had a calm face and stared at him with sharp eyes, "Do you know how worried she is now?" Feng Ming's eyes darkened. Of course he knew, of course he knew An Xuetang would be worried, but he really couldn't let her know about this matter today.

His body became increasingly uncontrollable. He just entered the city yesterday and noticed something strange about his body, so he left alone.

He was in a coma for nearly a day and a night, and he knew the situation in his body. He probably could have done so much for her...

Looking at Feng Ming's complicated expression, Mo Yunjing frowned, and now he finally noticed his pale face, "What's wrong with you? Are you injured?"

Feng Ming was tangled for a moment and said in a low voice, "Don't tell her."

Even if he didn't specify this "she", Mo Yunjing knew that he was talking about An Xuetang.

At this time, Mo Yunjing looked him up and down, "Is he really injured? Who was hurt?"

At this point, Feng Ming was not going to hide it from Mo Yunjing, "I have been carrying this disease since I was born, and there is no cure. I know I can't live to be thirty years old, but I didn't expect it to start to worsen now."

Mo Yunjing's eyes were dark, "What disease?"

"A disease that no one has seen before and cannot be cured."

Feng Ming said this as if he hadn't said it. Mo Yunjing frowned because he had never shown such a desperate look since he knew Feng Ming.

So at this moment he also realized that Feng Ming's disease might be very difficult.

The two were silent for a moment, and Mo Yunjing stared at him with deep dark eyes, "She is superb in medical skills, why not let her try it?"

Feng Ming curled his lips and smiled, but only he knew the helpless smile, "I am not a person with superb medical skills? It's useless. My disease... cannot be cured, so she knows that it only increases her troubles, and there is no need."

This is his destiny, and how could his Atang's medical skills change?

This is a very heavy topic. After the two of them fell into silence for a moment, Feng Ming felt that he had recovered and he turned over and got out of bed:

"Let's go. With her temperament, if I don't go back, she will go wild."

Putting his coat on, Feng Ming walked straight out and seeing Fu'er in the yard, he looked very serious, "What you see today is not allowed to mention a word to Atang."

Fu'er pursed her lips and bowed her hands to respond, "Yes."

Yun Si didn't understand why, so he looked at Feng Ming and then at Mo Yunjing who was walking behind Feng Ming.

Mo Yunjing said nothing, and he raised his foot and walked out. Now he would go back to the Northern Xinjiang Palace first.

Dazi may have not been with Mo Yunjing for too long. It is now very sticky to Mo Yunjing. Mo Yunjing walked up and he followed closely behind him.

On the way back to the mansion, Mo Yunjing had already mentioned the matter of Qingyun Pavilion to Feng Ming. Feng Ming narrowed his eyes slightly, "I am very curious. Who can hurt the head of Qingyun Pavilion like that."
Chapter completed!