Chapter 1138: The Valley Master?

the younger brother.Mo Yunze came back to his senses, "Fifth brother, don't you want to know why the Fourth Brother let the Beijiang Wangfu receive the envoys from Xuan Country"Mo Yunjing's clear and...An Xuetang spoke seriously, Xun Luo had been worried about the current situation these days as she nursed her wounds, so naturally, she understood that what their princess was saying was right.

The situation is very grave now, especially since King of the Northern Frontier will surely soon march on the Red Country.

Therefore, the Princess does indeed need more people around her.

Thinking about this, Xunluo didn't hesitate any longer, "Yes, Your Highness."

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Soon after An Xuetang returned to the courtyard, Ning'er and Shou'er also brought back Xiuming.

Xunhong has lost too much blood and is now in a coma. An Xuetang quickly wrote a prescription and gave it to Kang'er, "Go and boil the medicine for Xunhong immediately. You must supervise it personally and do not allow others to handle it."

Kanger nodded slightly, "Yes, Kanger understands."

After finishing her words, Kang'er took the prescription and ran to fetch medicine. She understood perfectly why the Princess had given such instructions. Right now, Xiuming was truly unable to withstand any setbacks. If someone tampered with the medicine, his life would be very difficult to save.

After Kang'er left, An Xuetang prepared to give Xunhong acupuncture, but was refused by Ning'er.

Ning'er reluctantly took the silver needle pouch from An Xuetang's hand, "Your Highness, let Ning'er do it. Your body isn't convenient."

After all, An Xue Tang's belly is now quite visible. She is carrying twins. These days, she continues to give Feng Ming acupuncture and massages because they couldn't dissuade her no matter what.

Furthermore, considering the Empress's affection for Feng Ming, they understood that even the King of Beijiang hadn't spoken up to persuade her. Who else could possibly convince her

But the situation now is different. Since she can handle Xun Hong's injuries well, there is no need for the pregnant princess to personally go into battle.

An Xuetang vaguely felt a discomfort coming from her stomach. She glanced at Xunhong lying in bed and ultimately didn't insist on doing it herself.

After Ning'er finished stitching up Xiuming, she slowly woke up after a while.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Ning'er, and only then did he completely relax.

He did come back with his life.

"Ning... Ning'er, I..."

Ninger saw that he was speaking with difficulty and quickly pressed his arm, "Take it easy first, you have lost too much blood and your internal organs are severely damaged. There's no need to force yourself."

Xun Hong might not care, he shook his head slightly. He was desperate to return because there was something extremely important he had to say, and he absolutely had to say it now.

Just as he was about to speak, An Xuetang, who was standing beside him, also walked over. She spoke first, "Ninger is right, you are seriously injured. There's no need to rush anything. Take your time and rest for a few hours."

Xun Hong only then discovered that their Princess was also here. He immediately wanted to get up and pay his respects to An Xue Tang.

An Xuetang quickly pressed him down, her brows furrowed, and couldn't help but reprimand, "Just lie still for me, do you not want to live"

"King... Queen, I..."

Hearing Xun Hong's weak voice, An Xue Tang sighed deeply in resignation, "Listen to me, wait until you recover a bit before talking. You have at least thirty or forty wounds on your body, and you've already lost too much blood. Moreover, your five internal organs have been injured. Although Ning'er and Shou'er used their internal energy to heal your wounds, if you're not careful, you could still be in danger of death. I certainly don't want to lose such a capable general at this crucial moment."

As expected, An Xue Tang's helpless and caring words finally persuaded Xún Hóng. However, after a short while, Xún Hóng fainted again.

After Kang'er fed him the medicine, An Xuetang instructed Kang'er and Shou'er to keep a close eye on Xinhong at all times. She then went to the next room to give Fengming acupuncture and massage.

Ning'er followed beside An Xuetang, watching as she treated Feng Ming with acupuncture and massage, just like she always did.

She looked thoughtfully at Feng Ming's hand. She had seen it move before, just once, but then she examined him behind the Princess's back and his pulse showed no fluctuation.

Just as Ning'er was staring, Feng Ming's back suddenly bulged with blue veins, her pupils constricted.

She couldn't help but take a step forward, but quickly his back of the hand returned to normal, as if her glance just now was an illusion.

An Xuetang sensed Ning'er's emotional change. She turned her head and looked at Ning'er suspiciously, "What's wrong"

Ning'er came back to her senses, "Your Highness, have there been any changes in the Valley Master's condition today After all, Your Highness has been treating him with acupuncture for so long."

"No, brother's body is still the same as before. Why did you suddenly ask that"

"It's nothing, just that I think the guild master shouldn't let his wife work so hard. If he knew how much she was suffering for him, he would definitely find a way to wake up."

An Xuetang still thought Ning'er was just expressing a sudden feeling, so she smiled, "Yes, logically speaking, if my elder brother knew that I had been working so hard every day to give him acupuncture and massages, he should have woken up sooner. But he has been asleep for so long and doesn't want to wake up, he must be angry with me. He thinks that after all the things he did for me in the past twenty years, he now just wants to enjoy my care."

Ning'er pursed her lips, lowering her eyes. An Xue Tang couldn't see the hesitation and complex emotions in her eyes.

Ning'er wanted to tell An Xuetang about her reactions to Fengming both times, but she was afraid that if An Xuetang knew, the pressure and expectations would be even greater.

The higher the expectations, the greater the blow if their guild leader remains unconscious.

So she didn't know whether or not to tell An Xue Tang about this.

Just as she was struggling with her thoughts, Shou'er knocked and rushed in, saying, "Your Highness, Xinhong has woken up. He has regained some color and insists on seeing you right now."

An Xuetang's expression immediately became serious. Xun Hong was so anxious, he must have discovered very important news.

After a moment of silence, An Xue Tang stood up and looked at Ning'er beside her, "Ning'er, you stay and continue giving your brother a recovery massage. I'll have the kitchen boil some medicine water later, and he also needs to soak in it on time. Just call me if there's anything."

Ninger nodded slightly, "Yes."

She needed to check on the Master's health again, and with the Princess gone for now, it was a perfect opportunity.

After giving the item to Ning'er, An Xuetang turned to Shou'er, "Let's go. Have you checked on Xin Hong after he woke up"

Shou'er slightly nodded. "Returning to the Princess, Xinhong's pulse is steadier now, but he seems quite agitated at the moment. Perhaps something significant happened in the valley."

An Xuetang also guessed that Xiuming was about to say something that would likely have a significant impact, so she couldn't help but quicken her pace.

Ning'er watched the door until she heard the footsteps of their princess and Shou'er enter the next room. After hearing the sound of Shou'er closing the door, she quickly walked to the door and closed it as well.

After closing the door, she used her light kung fu to instantly return to the bedside. Without any hesitation, she reached out and checked Feng Ming's arm. She looked at the back of his hand and rolled up his sleeve.

Sure enough, he saw that the crook of his arm was bulging with veins. Ning’er’s face tightened, she pressed lightly, and tentatively asked, “Valley Master”th you."As soon as An Xue Tang uttered those words, both the abbot and the Western Regions man who could understand Central Plains dialect exchanged glances, a hint of worry in their eyes.But the next...