Chapter 1749 She Calls, My Husband

ake the Young Master out. He's not allowed into the council tent today."Mo Junyi, upon hearing this, instantly widened his eyes in disbelief. "Fifth Uncle! You... you're dragging me The one who should...Tears streamed down An Xuetang's face uncontrollably.

She reached out with trembling hands, wanting to touch Mo Yunjing's face, but afraid of hurting the wounds on his face, she finally just settled her hands on either side of his ears, holding them tightly.

"Mo Yun Jing, listen to me, if you push me away because of this face, you'll regret it for the rest of your life."

"You know, when I'm ruthless, even I'm afraid of myself. Once I truly let go, even if you beg me on your knees later, I won't look back."

"Since this is your first offense, I will forgive you."

"But if…if something like this were to happen again, I would definitely take the two children and run away. From then on, I would never see you again."

Mo Yunjing's eyes were red-rimmed, he stared into An Xue Tang's eyes, "Tangtang, I..."

An Xue Tang pressed her finger against his thin lips. "Don't say anything. I once said, I'm not a good person. I've been through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Do you think this little injury could scare me It's impossible."

"From tomorrow onwards, we shall properly heal our wounds. You must not think about pushing me away again. If you dare to have such thoughts, I will make you regret it."

Listening to her choked sobs and harsh words, Mo Yun Jing's cold heart gradually began to warm.

Her dark and deep eyes gazed at her solemn expression. The painted eyebrows held not gentleness and allure, but a fortitude and composure unlike ordinary women.

He didn't say anything at all, simply raising his hand to gently wipe the tears from her face.

An Xue Tang gently cradled his head, slowly lowering her head until her lips met his cold ones.

In An Xuetang's eyes, Mo Yunjing did not see the slightest bit of disgust. At this moment, the heavy burden in his heart instantly disappeared.

He closed his eyes tightly, cupping her head in his hand, deepening the kiss.

Such intimacy, the two of them hadn't felt it in so long.

At this moment, all thoughts of longing surged into their hearts, making it hard for them to part. They wished time could stand still forever.

However, An Xue Tang was still worried about the injuries on his face and abdomen, and dared not let him get too excited.

After a while, she gently pressed her hands against his head, pushing herself up. They held each other's gaze, their eyes locking in a tender, heartfelt stare as they both panted softly.

Since seeing his injuries, she had almost cried all night. Yet, at this moment, a faint smile played on her lips, as if everything had returned to its starting point, her Mo Yunjing… was back.

After a moment of silence, An Xuetang blinked. "It's late," she said softly. "Why don't you close your eyes and get some sleep"

Mo Yunjing hummed, "Come up."

"No, I'm afraid I won't sleep soundly at night and might accidentally touch your wound."

"Come here."

Mo Yunjing's voice was irrefutable, as if An Xietang hadn't gone to bed, he would keep staring at her like this.

With no other choice, An Xuetang smiled and said, “Alright, I’ll go wash up quickly. I’ll be back in a bit.”

She just had surgery, and she's covered in the smell of blood. She wants to put her straight on the bed so that Mo Yun Jing won't have a harder time falling asleep smelling it.

She got up quickly and washed her face. As she washed her hands, the image of Mo Yunjing's ruined face flashed in her mind, and tears welled up in her eyes once again.

Just now, before him, she had to use a great deal of effort to hold back the sadness in her heart.

At that moment, I finally understood why Mo Yunjing was unwilling to appear.

If it were her, if her face truly became such a dreadful sight, she wouldn't want the person she cared for most, the one she loved above all else, to see it.

So at that moment, she truly understood Mo Yunjing's feelings.

She felt nothing but endless tenderness for Mo Yunjing's face, not a hint of disdain.

Remembering that it was Yun Rui who transformed Mo Yun Jing into this state, her eyes turned cold and sinister, flashing with hatred like hundreds of flames of anger burning in her veins, churning in her chest. She wished to grab the culprit and tear him apart, crush his bones to dust.

Although Yunruishi has passed away, she already knows the relationship between Yunruishi and Bai Feng.

Filial piety doesn't excuse her from seeking revenge on Bai Feng and the entire Baiguang Palace.

She would make them all pay an exorbitant price, avenge the face of Mo Yunjing.

To prevent Mo Yunjing from overthinking, An Xue Tang quickly adjusted her emotions.

After washing his face, he turned back to bed.

Perhaps to make it easier for her to get up, Mo Yunjing had already slowly moved inside.

An Xuetang carefully took off her shoes and climbed up.

She deliberately kept a certain distance from Mo Yun Jing, afraid that she might accidentally touch the wound on his abdomen.

He had only just climbed up and lay down, when Mo Yunjing reached out with a hand and pulled her over with a slight tug. They ended up pressed together.

An Xue Tang dared not move. At this time, her back touched his side.

She frowned, "Be careful of your wound."

Mo Yunjing's lips curled into a smile. "I only moved my hand, but I didn't touch my abdomen."

He was still lying flat, this posture hadn't strained his abdomen, but he had long arms, so even lying down he could reach An Xuetang.

While An Xuetang wasn't afraid he would be implicated by his abdominal injury, she was worried that if she fell asleep, her sleeping position might unintentionally touch his wound.

So at that moment I reached out to grab his hand, wanting him to let go.

But who knew that Mo Yunjing tightened his embrace on her arm even more.

His palm rested on her abdomen, solid and warm.

An Xue Tang slightly turned her face, but she hadn't expected him to also turn his face at this time. As a result, when she turned her face, the back of her ear pressed against his lips.

She subconsciously paused, feeling the warmth of his breath on the back of her ear, a tingling sensation that spread through her.

She instantly lost control, her face flushing red.

There was silence between the sheets for a while.

Moments later, Mo Yunjing gently placed a kiss on her ear. Then he gently moved her head back with his hand, so she wouldn't be uncomfortable tilting her face to the side all the time.

His voice, low and husky, broke the silence. "Sleep," he said.

Looking at him like this, he didn't seem to intend to let her get away from him. An Xuetang, deep down, wasn't willing to stay too far away from him either. In fact, she couldn't help but want to be right next to him.

If she weren't concerned about his injuries, she would have turned around and held him close as they fell asleep.

But thinking of the injuries on his body, she had to abandon this thought. At this time, she slowly closed her eyes and her small hand proactively rested on his big palm.

Just like this, it could bring her a great sense of security, letting her know that he's always there for her.

After a long time apart, the two of them were so excited. At this moment, feeling each other's presence, neither of them could sleep for a while.

After an unknown amount of time, An Xue Tang suddenly spoke, softly calling out, "Husband."

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