Chapter 583: Ajing, please put me down first

with a tiny black dot, that's the poisoned cup."...An Xuetang and others all sneered, Liu Lan just admitted it.Liu Lan now couldn't care less about admitting or denying anything. Her face was pale, h...What

As for leaving the Beijang王府, Huaduo didn't want to explain too much. She coldly said:

"Little Red, go pack your things. And as for Ah Tang, she's about to prepare surgery for the Prince. Don't bother her with this, or I'll disown you."

Xiaohong did indeed have the thought to quickly tell An Xuetang, but under threat from her own young mistress like this, she naturally wouldn't dare act recklessly.

And the young lady's family was known for keeping their word. What if she really didn't want her anymore She couldn't risk it.

So, Xiaohong could only force back her tears while packing her things.

After entering the room, Huāduǒ hesitated for a moment before taking out paper and pen to write An Xuětáng a letter, placing it on the table.

An Xuetang didn't know about Huaduoer's situation. Now, she had put on the white coat she made, and Fengming was also required to wear one.

Moreover, to enter the 'sterile room,' Feng Ming had to wear a special hat made by An Xue Tang. Anyone entering the sterile room had to put all of their hair inside that incredibly ugly hat.

For this, Fengming resisted strongly.

"So now he gave the hat, which An Xue Tang had shoved into his hand, a disdainful look. He shook his head dismissively as he said, "A-Tang, can brother not wear this Once I put it on, it's truly...a sight to behold."

An Xuetang raised an eyebrow, tying her hair up while she said, "Well, you can choose not to wear it. But... I might not let you in."

After waiting for so many days, Feng Ming could not bear to just let someone else watch over things. Finally, he put his hair up and, imitating An Xue Tang's way, carefully put on his hat.

Yunliu saw Ninger and the others dressed like nuns, so excited that she spoke without thinking:

"Fourth brother, look at their outfits, they resemble nuns, don't they Hahaha, it's so funny."

Yún sì yú guāng saw that Mò Yún Jǐng, not far away, had slightly turned his head to glance at Yún Lù. He quickly cleared his throat.

Who would have thought that Yun Liu was either out of his mind or simply didn't catch Yun Si's hint

At this moment, seeing that Yun Si didn't answer, he poked Yun Si's body with his elbow, "Fourth Brother, what's wrong Do you think it doesn't look like it I think it looks pretty similar. Aren't the people in the nunnery wearing hats like this"

Seeing their own prince's face darken, Yun Si only felt that Yun Liu's time was short.

He tugged at Yunliu's sleeve, whispering, "Speaking of the princess like this in front of the prince, Yunliu, you truly are tired of living"

"!"

Yun Liu's eyes widened instantly, and she finally reacted. She started to speak incoherently, "I wasn't talking about the Princess... I was talking about Ning'er and the others... them..."

At this moment, Yunliu looked towards the entrance of the sterile room. When she saw An Xuetang dressed exactly like Ning'er and her companions, only two words flashed through Yunliu's mind: 'Finished!'

He now only feels that he will surely die a terrible death.

The prince's face was so dark, he must have misunderstood what he had said just now.

Right now, the prince and his wife are talking. He can’t rush over to explain himself.

Done!

It's all over!

On this point, Mo Yunjing doesn't really have time to deal with Yunliu right now.

At this moment, An Xuetang, who was about to enter the sterile room, raised her hand and patted Mo Yunjing's shoulder, and said softly, "Ajing don't worry, I will try my best to ensure everything goes smoothly."

Mo Yunjing's ink-cloud eyes, dark and profound, stared at her. "Good, I believe you."

The two locked eyes, and An Xuetang quickly turned and entered the sterile room. Ning'er nodded to Mo Yunjing then shut the door firmly.

This sterile room has been personally disinfected by An Xue Tang, Ning'er and several others over two days. They even wiped every corner with medicine.

Although it may not compare to the 21st century, An Xue Tang found this effect sufficient.

After the sterile room door closed, Mo Yun Jing's people also began to take their positions, raising their vigilance and guarding Beijang Wangfu. Especially in Mo Yun Chen's courtyard, not even a bird could fly in.

One hour later, Yun Si came over to report to Mo Yunjing, “Your Highness, Miss Hua is leaving the palace.”

Mo Yunjing narrowed his eyes. "Now"

"Yes, she and her maid have already reached the gate and want us to open it so she can leave."

Yun Si was actually rather embarrassed. Everyone knew that the Princess valued Hua Duo'er very much as a friend. If the Princess found out that while she was preparing for the surgery on the Crown Prince, Hua Duo'er had already made arrangements to leave, and that the King, knowing this, did nothing to stop her, he was truly afraid that the Princess would cause trouble with him upon her return.

Mo Yunjing's gaze was now cool and distant. After a moment of silence, he spoke, "Let her go, give her some extra silver."

Yun Si, after a few moments of thought, cupped his hands and said "Yes" before turning to make arrangements.

The arm transplant surgery was very difficult, An Xue Tang anticipated it would take three or four hours, but it ultimately took five hours to completely finish.

Even after the surgery, Mo Yunchen remained unconscious and couldn't leave the sterile room. His wounds were highly susceptible to infection, so any complications could render the entire operation a failure.

Under such circumstances, once infected, An Xuetang would have no guarantee of saving his hand.

Thus, for the next twelve hours, An Xuetang almost didn't leave the sterile room. Mo Yunchen needed to observe her constantly; she was afraid that if something happened, Ning'er and the others wouldn't be able to handle it, so for these twelve hours she and Feng Ming were practically inseparable in the sterile room.

And An Xuetang didn't know that while she and Feng Ming were inside the room, Mo Yunjing was standing in the yard personally guarding them.

And so a day and night passed, until Mo Yunchen showed no signs of a high fever or infection. Only then did An Xuetang finally feel at ease.

Seeing her visibly relax, Feng Ming raised an eyebrow. "So he's out of the woods"

An Xuetang curled her lips into a smile. "Well, we've passed the dangerous period, but we still can't be careless."

Feng Ming nodded slightly, "Rest assured, go back and have a rest first. You haven't closed your eyes for over ten hours."

"Brother, aren't you the same You should go back too. I'll have A-Jing arrange for someone to watch over you. As long as there are no fever symptoms, nothing major will happen."

"You don't need to worry about me, I have it all under control. He has been guarding outside for over ten hours."

"!"

An Xue Tang was startled and quickly turned to leave, causing Feng Ming to smirk helplessly.

An Xuetang yawned as she walked out of the sterile room, a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Mo Yunjing looked at her like this, a smirk curled his lips, then he walked to her side, scooped her up in his arms, and said in a low voice, “Shall we go back to rest now”

An Xuetang was suddenly princess carried, her heart fluttered involuntarily. But there were still many people in the courtyard, she quickly patted his shoulder, "A Jing, please put me down first.", the brothers who had come to search for her from the Tanggu were all troubled. They were still afraid, afraid that they would be poisoned and lose consciousness completely, afraid that they would at...