f Mo Yunjing's mother. His actions made An Xuetang more and more interested in that portrait.She was very curious about what secrets were hidden in the portrait, and why this person had to get it.Or,...Shi Yi saw Mo Yun Jing's face change, and immediately rebuked Yun Liu, "Sixth Brother, there are outsiders here, some things shouldn't be said."

"!"

Yunliu also realized the problem and immediately shut her mouth, carefully glancing at Mo Yunjing whose face had turned dark, "Your Highness, I'm sorry."

Mo Yunjing glanced at him coldly, "One more time, and you'll face the consequences yourself."

Yunliu immediately bowed, "I understand."

After the explosion, Eleven asked, "Your Highness, why didn't you let Xunqing and his brothers throw more explosives There are tens of thousands of Red Nation soldiers here. If we had thrown more explosives, few would have survived."

Mo Yunjing's eyes flashed a trace of complexity. His obsidian-like eyes, usually so piercing, now held a hint of resignation as he explained with indifference:

"The explosives on them weren't plentiful; they had used almost twenty earlier to achieve this effect. Now, there were few left on them. No matter how heavy the losses of the Red Nation army were this time, the new emperor of the Red Nation wouldn't swallow his anger. He would definitely gather troops and continue attacking Youlan City."

This time the Chi army's underestimation led to such heavy losses, but next time they will surely be prepared. He must leave some explosives as a reserve.

He knows the new emperor of Chi well. Given that man's temperament, he will definitely not accept defeat after this battle and will continue to attack.

He wasn't afraid to fight again, but he was also very aware of the capabilities of the Youlan City soldiers. Under the leadership of Zhou Yuan and others, these people had become weak and incompetent, unlike normal soldiers.

Just today, they felt the enemy's high morale and immediately flinched. This shows how weak these people are.

In the short term, he couldn't change the combat effectiveness and morale of these hundreds of thousands of soldiers. He admitted that he couldn't do it.

Therefore, we must keep some explosives. Throwing them at the beginning of the next battle can have a deterrent effect, making them psychologically collapse first, and then it will be easier to win the war.

Some things needn't be spelled out too clearly, Mo Yunjing. Yunliu and Yunxi understand implicitly.

Mo Yunjing glanced at the mess. He told Yunliu and Yunxi to clean up, and rode back to town on his red steed.

Everyone watched as Mo Yunjing rode away, his expressionless face crossing over the scattered limbs on the ground. All the soldiers stared in shock, and it was from this moment that they finally understood why everyone called the Northern Border King "The Living Hell."

After Mo Yunjing left, Yunliu and Yunxi began to organize people to clean the battlefield. At this moment, the air was filled with a sickening smell of blood. The smoke hanging in the air and the low-hanging gray-white clouds mingled together, casting patches of blood that shimmered with an eerie light in a mottled and dark manner.

Yun Liu and Eleven had been on the battlefield many times before, they had seen too many scenes of corpses littered across the battlefield, but something like this was truly terrifying for the first time.

Although both of them wore impassive expressions, their hearts were deeply shaken. Unlike previous cases where most corpses remained intact, this time...

This scene is truly something most people couldn't stomach. Look at the scattered skeletons, wrapped in tattered, blood-soaked clothes, limbs torn and broken, oozing crimson ichor. Flies buzz around, attracted by the stench, their eerie cries echoing through the air as they swoop down from above, massive wings skimming the ground, whipping up gusts of bloody wind that send shivers down your spine.

Yúnliù and Shíyī both had the same thought at the same time. They glanced at each other subconsciously, took a deep breath each, then began to handle the aftermath.

During this battle, the Red Country's army suffered severe losses. Nearly seventy thousand soldiers were completely annihilated here, and their own troops lost over thirty thousand as well. This scene truly was a sight of mountains of corpses and rivers of blood. When cleaning up the bodies, Yunliu found the enemy commanders and ordered their heads to be chopped off and hung on the city gate.

……

Throughout the day in Beijing, An Xue Tang felt uneasy. Even when giving Feng Ming acupuncture, she seemed distracted.

Looking at her acupuncture technique, Ning'er and Shour, who were standing beside her, exchanged helpless glances. Ning'er stepped forward proactively, "Your Highness, why don't you let Ning'er do it instead"

An Xuetang came to her senses and looked at the silver needles in her hand. Knowing that her state was not right, she still handed the needle to Ning'er, "Okay."

Ninger followed An Xue Tang's daily method and slowly administered acupuncture to Feng Ming. An Xue Tang stared at Feng Ming's face, lost in thought. That night she had felt Bai Feng's internal energy become extremely powerful, and she didn't know what Bai Feng planned to do next.

Now that Moyun Jing is busy defending against enemies, all she wishes for is peace and quiet. Nobody to bother her. But Bai Feng... she can't figure him out at all.

And she always felt that Bai Feng must have left the capital and rushed to Youlan City to find trouble for her family's Ajing.

If that's the case, she'd better find a way to send more people to Youlan City just in case.

Ninger had already finished the acupuncture, but An Xue Tang was still in a daze.

Shour pursed her lips, took a step forward, and said, "Your Highness, what are you worrying about Are you concerned about the King"

"Well, Bai Feng hasn't appeared these past few days. I suspect he went to Youlan City. Now that Ajing is focused on resisting the enemy, if Bai Feng were to attack him from behind at this time, I fear he wouldn't be able to handle it."

Ning'er and Shou'er looked at each other, both revealing expressions of "as expected." Their princess was indeed worried about the King of Bei Jiang.

Shou'er thought for a moment and then said, "Your Highness need not worry so much. The current Prince is highly skilled, and besides him, there are people like Yun Liu and Yun Shi by his side. It would not be easy for others to harm the Prince."

"If they came openly, I wouldn't worry. It's their underhanded tactics that I fear."

Even the once invincible Mo Yun Jing, a master of combat, was ultimately betrayed by those closest to him. He was poisoned and left with crippled legs.

If she hadn't been skilled at detoxification, Mo Yunjing would have…

Every time she thought about it, her heart would race. If she wasn't pregnant now, she would definitely go with Mo Yunjing.

An Xuetang lowered her eyes and subconsciously touched her abdomen. The child in her womb was one she wanted to keep. Now, she had to bear all of this.

Ninger was afraid that An Xue Tang would think too much, so after putting away the silver needles, she changed the subject and said, "Your Highness, there is something that needs your attention."

An Xue Tang was indeed distracted. She looked at Ning'er, "What is it"

Since she became pregnant, Ning'er and the others wouldn't bring up anything trivial to bother her unless it was a big deal.

Ninger couldn't say what she was thinking, her brow furrowed. "It's Shuangshuang," she said. "She said she had nothing to do in the mansion and felt like she was eating and drinking for free without contributing anything. She felt guilty towards the Wangfu, so she suggested going to live with Fuo'er and watching over her day and night." An Xue Tang's dagger wouldn't have just scratched him.The young man, perhaps having received some command, acted with increasing haste. The dagger in his hand repeatedly attempted to strike An Xue Ta...