een or eighteen, why should we coddle themYun Qiqi's eyes swept over the faces of all the outstanding students in the first class.Remember, my teacher, those who are lowly will be punished by heaven i...:

Don't blame Yun An for her bad attitude.

I would not kill Han Qing only because of the life and death gu.

Otherwise, Han Qing would have taken Yun Feifei, this dog-loving couple, and turned them into bones long ago. Their graves would be overgrown with weeds.

"An An knew that the country in Nanjing was in chaos."

What's it to you Get to the point in ten words or less.

Leaning on her shoulders, Yun An'an didn't even bother to look at Han Qing.

"Have a bite of crab roe pastry first, you used to love it the most."

"A sentence."

"When you were little, you always clung to me and made me buy you crab yolk pastries. Back then, you always called me 'Qing Gege'."

Recalling the past, Han Qing was always in remorse.

If he had been able to believe it back then and see the true nature of things, he and Yun Annan would not have ended up in this state.

I’ve forgotten everything that happened when I was little. Two games.

“You forgot, I haven't forgotten.”

Han Qing sighed, knowing that the harm he had caused Yun An'an was very deep, and he would make amends.

"Three sentences."

Every word Han Qing spoke, Yun An'an would begin counting down within ten sentences.

Every word she recalled, devoid of nourishment, brought back past conversations between them, leaving her troubled.

"Do you have one last thing to say"

Only one sentence remains out of ten.

She has no more patience to waste with Han Qing.

"Old Wang will use you again."

In the final sentence, Han Qing picked out the key point. Yun An'an, who had originally closed her eyes, opened them, and a cold glint appeared in her phoenix eyes.

“I have no need to deceive you. From the moment you met Old Wang Ye at that pharmacy to the theft of the nameless heavenly scroll from Prince Rui's manor, and everything that followed, do you really believe it was all a coincidence”

A faint smile appeared at the corner of Han Qing's lips, his eyes fixed on Yun An an's expression throughout.

He knew his words had touched Yun An'an's heart.

"I have something to tell you about Princess Beichen's delivery. If it weren't for Old Wangye removing the imperial physicians from the palace, how could you have gotten three bottles of Phoenix Orchid Incense from Princess Rong"

After a brief silence, Yun Anan held her cup of wine and took a light sip. The killing intent in her eyes gradually faded, leaving only indifference and detachment.

"So, General Han also knows about the scent of Fenlan"

Of course, this general once went to the border to look for Phoenix Orchid, but unfortunately, I was a step too late. The last Phoenix Orchid was destroyed.

Han Qing didn't need to conceal anything, and truthfully answered Yun An'an's question.

And tell Yun'an two things.

Old Wang is not as innocent as he appears.

And in the whole world, only Yun An'an had the last three bottles of Phoenix Orchid Fragrance left in her hands.

Between their words, Han Qing's gaze lightly swept across the bracelet on Yun An'an's wrist, a knowing look appearing in his eyes.

"An An, I've done many wrong things to you before, and I'll make amends for them, but the matter of the Deadly Gu is not my intention."

After a drink, Han Qing finally said the words that had been stuck in his heart.

He didn't know when he would again face Yun Annan with such serenity. So he might as well tell everything and get it over with.

But before Han Qing could speak, the originally closed private room door was pushed open.

In a flash, Bei Chen Yi, clad in a dark robe, strode into the room. His narrow eyes glinted coldly as they fell upon Han Qing. However, when his gaze shifted to Yun An'an, all coldness vanished, replaced by an outpouring of affection, concern, and a touch of jealousy.

"Uncle"

With her phoenix eyes wide open, Yun An'an felt a little flustered.

Although she didn't know how Bei Chen Yi ended up at Tianxiang Building, ...she inexplicably felt a pang of guilt, like she had been caught cheating.

Bah!

Get out of here, she didn't do anything with Han Qing.

"Seeing that the Tianxiang Building was still lit, I came to take a look. Has An'er finished eating"

"Eat, eat until you're full."

She passed gas and then drank a glass of wine.

"Just eat and then let's go home with your husband."

"OK."

Without even letting Han Qing have a chance to speak, Bu Yun'an stood up, and Bei Chen Yi scooped her up in his arms like a child, carrying her away.

Standing by the second-floor window, Han Qing tightly clenched her fists, watching Bei Chen Yi's figure disappear from sight. Her eyes were filled with hatred.

"Beichen Yi."

Han Qing gritted her teeth, hating to the point of wanting to chew those three words into pieces.

Let you rest for a few days first, and when the matter in the northern desert of the Southern Border Country is settled, he will see how long the esteemed Regent King of Beichen Country can still be arrogant.

On the other side, two carriages headed back to the Duke's residence, one in front of the other.

Beichen Yi was hugging Yun An'an sitting in the carriage in front. Shiqijiu was driving the carriage, her face full of schadenfreude.

Qingfeng was driving behind, his face etched with worry.

He clearly sensed the killing intent in the Prince's eyes when he saw Han Qing, but the Princess hadn't done anything wrong to the Prince.

What if the prince misunderstood Should we go explain it now

Qingfeng is still worried, fearing the two people might fight.

In fact, the carriage ahead not only showed no sign of a fight about to break out, but rather...

"Uncle, what's with the wronged expression on your face"

From the moment he left Tianxiang Building, Beichen Yi had been sporting a face of grievance and heartbreak, as if she had done something terrible.

"An'er, if there is anything your husband does that isn't good enough, please tell him. Your husband will definitely make amends."

The Crown Prince of the great Northern Star Kingdom, at this very moment, held Yun An'an in his arms. His voice was gentle... and there was even a hint of crying in it.

She couldn't have heard wrong, could she

"Uncle, aren't you suspicious of anything between me and Han Qing"

"As my husband, I naturally believe in An'er. Han Qing's appearance, status, and wealth are all inferior to mine. Furthermore, as I love An'er so dearly, I would never believe those unfounded rumors circulating among the common people."

Beichen Yi held Yun An'an tightly, tilting his head and burying it in her hair.

"As a husband, I don't like you meeting with Han Qing alone."

"Okay, okay, from now on I promise I won't meet Han Qing alone anymore. Besides, there's only you in my heart, you're in my mind, my eyes, every single cell of mine is filled with your shadow."

Like coaxing a child, Yun An'an's words finally stopped Beichen Yi from feeling wronged.

"Really Then... My husband wants to kiss, here, and here too."

"Okay, I love you."

Yun Anan's kiss mark, smeared with saliva, landed on Bei Chen Yi's face with a few smacks.

"Hey Hey Be honest with your hands, don't touch me randomly, Bei Chen Yi!!!"

"Since my dear An'er kissed me, I naturally must repay her twice as much."

After getting his way, Bei Chen Yi grew bolder and wanted more, but luckily the carriage had already stopped in front of the royal manor.

A group of guards were about to kneel when they saw their lord carrying his wife and racing off the carriage straight to the study.

"Seventeen, when do you think our Wangfu will have a little prince and princess"

Qingfeng leaned against the door, smiling as he watched the two figures disappear. He finally felt at ease.

Bai Shiqi shrugged with an expression of indifference.

But at this rate, very soon!

I just hope that the future little prince or princess, whichever it may be, doesn't follow Yun An'an's temperament.

If not, the consequences would be unimaginable.

The next day.

Even though she was in pain, Yun An'an gritted her teeth and went to work.

It was still a day full of grumbling and complaining.

Yun An'an not only scolded Bei Chen Yi, but also scolded the thief who stole her after-school study time.

Class A, Group Ding.

When everyone learned that the homework essay they had worked so hard on was stolen, one by one, their expressions of sadness almost broke into laughter.

Don't think you're free just because after-school feeling is gone, go sword practice.

"Yes, Master!"

Rather than memorizing or writing after-school essays, they prefer practicing swordsmanship.

I have to say, the Yuanjia Jianjue is truly amazing.

Although all the sword techniques are deeply ingrained in his mind, the true essence of swordsmanship remains elusive.

That's right, the tight and compact moves of the Jianfa style of martial arts, developed by the Yuan family, were truly powerful.

JiaDing Academy District.

Yun An'an lay lazily in a rocking chair, basking in the sun, sipping tea, and taking a nap.

In the distance, You Changyuan had just entered the Jia Ding Academy District and saw people practicing Yuanjia swordsmanship, as well as Yun An'an who was so lazy there was no end to it.

"Mr. Yun."

"Huh"

Turning her head, Yun Anan yawned as she watched Yu Changyuan walk in.

Well, that old dog hasn't been around for a while.

"What wind has brought the Dean here."

"There's actually an important matter, old man came here especially to seek Master Yun's help."

You Changyuan sat on the rocking chair beside Yun An'an, not expecting Yun An'an to pour him tea. He poured himself a cup.

The moment I took a sip of the tea, my eyes lit up.

"What a good tea this is! Though it's not some rare variety, it's practically perfect."

"Director, shall we get down to business"

Looking at You Changyuan drink cup after cup of tea like he was drinking water, Yun An'an finally understood Yun Laogou's mood.

These teas were still snatched from Old Yun's hands. They weren't expensive, but according to Yu Changyuan's way of drinking... in less than three days she would have to go to Old Yun for more tea leaves.

"Oh, I see."

Yu Changyuan made his intentions clear. It was simple, he begged Yun Annan to heal people.

But it's different from treating ordinary patients.

Well, how do I put it…

"Neurological lesion Hysteria"

"Yes, Yun Fuzi's medical skills are indeed impressive. You've pretty much described it accurately."

The patient is a distant relative of Yu Changyuan, whose name is unknown for now. He is a male.

Moreover, the other party's asking price is extremely high; they only need the patient to regain a slight bit of consciousness in order to receive millions of taels as a consultation fee.

"His grandfather has consulted all the renowned physicians of the seven kingdoms, but there was no cure to be found. He only came to seek out my help as a last resort. Master Yun, please, for the sake of one million taels of silver, give it a try"

Millions of taels is no small sum.

The other party does not demand a complete cure for the patient, and according to Yu Changyuan's description, the patient is not born with a mental disorder.

"Okay, I'll take this order."

“I knew Master Yun was a noble doctor who practiced medicine to help the world. Here, this is for you.”

A pile of silver notes was placed before Yun An'an. Yu Changyuan told her these were the down payment, and even if she couldn't cure him, they wouldn't have to be returned.

A silver note worth a thousand taels, at least fifty or sixty silver notes... Free of charge

How rich is that!

"What is the patient's name"

"Gongsun Lang."

"Who"

Hearing this name, the students who were practicing swordsmanship and eavesdropping nearby widened their eyes.It seems that the person I guessed and what Ye Ning said are about 80% consistent.Since the topic has been brought up, I can't stay in Kyoto any longer.Ye Ning's temperament was just like that, once h...