but Qin Zhi Xue glared at her, silencing her.He looked at Jiang Qingyang, "Young Master Jiang, it's true that we didn't handle Miss An's matter well. It was our fault that Miss An was wronged. We are...What's up

Mò Yún Jǐng suddenly reached out and rubbed An Xuě Táng's ears that were frozen red, his voice as warm as jade, "This method is not bad."

An Xuetang raised an eyebrow and said, "You won't blame me for not arresting them on the spot After all, those two are exactly who we've been looking for these days."

"No, if I were you, I would do the same. Back at Jinchuan Temple, those two didn't have any ill intentions towards us. They just wanted to steal the portrait."

"Today I mentioned this to my elder brother. Those who stole the portrait, they may know the secret of the imperial mother's portrait, or... perhaps there is a relationship between them and the imperial mother that we do not know about."

An Xuetang nodded in agreement. Mo Yunjing's mother left behind too many riddles, so many that she felt a headache coming on just thinking about them and connecting them.

These things seem unrelated, yet they also seem to be connected in some way.

She was so troublesome as an outsider, let alone Mo Yunjing, her own flesh and blood.

At this moment, An Xue Tang suddenly hugged Mo Yun Jing, burying her head deep into his chest, "A-Jing, no matter what happens, I will always be by your side."

Mo Yunjing's black eyes grew even deeper, and he held her tightly.

At the same time, there was some commotion in the Bei Jiang camp. This should have been a time of deep quiet at night, but tonight, someone clueless tried to break into the Bei Jiang camp again.

When Mo Junyi received the news, he narrowed his eyes and immediately got up from bed. He put on his outer robe, fastened his cloak, and walked towards the camp gate.

And those tigers who had grown accustomed to sleeping in the same room as him followed closely behind, over a dozen of them. Mo Junyi felt that was too many.

Then he took two steps and suddenly turned back, making a few gestures to the tigers. Those tigers seemed unsatisfied with his arrangement and let out a few roars, as if they wanted Mo Junyi to take them with him.

Mo Junyi shook his head seriously, his expressionless face even made these tigers feel a little scared.

Seeing that he had made up his mind, these tigers had no choice but to turn away dejectedly and slowly walked back to their room step by step.

And the chosen tiger excitedly walked to Mo Junyi's feet, rubbing its head against his calf.

Mò Jūn Yì hooked his lips into a smile and said softly, "Don't get the better of me and act naive. I brought you here today only because of your merit yesterday in reporting the matter. Let's go, and see how you perform today."

After he finished speaking, he turned and continued walking towards the door. At this moment, a voice could be heard crying outside the door, constantly calling for help.

Mo Junyi frowned. Could it be that the person who came today wasn't a spy from another country

One man and one tiger appeared at the door. Yun Yi and the soldiers all bowed, "Greetings, Young Master."

Seeing all these people bowing to Mo Junyi, the dirty boy beside him suddenly rushed towards Mo Junyi, "Young Master, Young Master, save me."

As this person rushed over, Yun Yi kicked him away without hesitation.

Mo Junyi frowned, he looked at the boy who was kicked to the ground by Yun Yi with a thoughtful expression, and said coldly, "What's going on"

"My Lord, this boy insists that he was being chased by these people and begged our guards at the gate to save him."

Mo Junyi also noticed the group of people at this time. They looked more like servants from a wealthy household, and the weapons they carried were not swords or other sharp tools but wooden clubs.

They were also afraid at the moment and didn't dare to get too close to the gate of Beijang Camp.

It seems like their target is only that boy.

And the boy would rather stay near the gate of the Beijang camp than go near that group of people, fearing they would capture him.

Mo Junyi frowned, he took two steps forward and said to those people, "Who are you"

Those people quickly knelt down and bowed to Mo Junyi, "We have met the prince."

"Let's hear what happened."

At this moment, the leader of the group cautiously raised his head and pointed to the boy lying on the ground, saying, "My lord, we are just following orders. This boy is a thief. He stole something important from our master's house, so our master ordered us to bring him back."

Mo Junyi narrowed his eyes, "Who is your master"

"Yes...yes..."

The leader wasn't sure whether to speak or not, he hesitated at this moment.

The man trembled in fear, "It's Liu...Lord Liu of the city."

"Which Mr. Liu Be specific."

"He is Liu Wei, a wealthy merchant from the north of the city."

"Is that so"

Yun Yi naturally wouldn't believe that. He glanced at Mo Junyi, who nodded in agreement.

He immediately ordered that all these servants be arrested and taken to the home of the so-called wealthy merchant in the north of the city to verify their identities. At the same time, a warning was to be issued to all people in the city.

The North Frontier camp's territory is not somewhere they can just come to easily.

After those people were taken away, Mo Junyi and the others only then discovered that the boy had completely passed out.

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