Chapter 222: Where Do You Get the Face From?

"How do you feel about the way I told you to detoxify the curse"Mo Yunjing pursed his lips. He didn't respond to Feng Ming right away. At this moment, his deep eyes were fixed on An Xuetang on the bed...An Xue Tang ignored these people and didn't care what kind of looks they were giving her. After letting the soldiers get up, she looked at Xiao Qin who was wailing on the ground with a smile that wasn't quite a smile.

Cheng Ru'er came to her senses and put on a weak and pitiful expression, "You... how can you be so callous My maidservant did nothing wrong to you."

One of the soldiers snorted, "Deserved to die for talking disrespectfully to our princess! She's not worth anything anyway!"

"What princess" A young woman named Xiaqi spoke up, very dissatisfied. She helped Xiaqin to her feet and glared at the soldier, "Our young mistress is your future princess! Don't think just any cat or dog deserves that position."

The soldiers instantly became enraged, clenching the swords and guns in their hands. At a single command from An Xuetang, they would send these ignorant people to hell.

At this moment, Mo Yun Jing's sharp and magnetic voice rang behind An Xue Tang, "My princess consort, do you have the qualifications to say when it's your turn"

Everyone looked over and saw that Mo Yunjing's face was as dark as thunder, while Mo Junyi standing beside him had the same grim expression.

It was obvious that both of them had heard the maids' remarks.

Mo Junyi walked over with a dark face. Without saying a word, he snatched a knife and gun from the soldier's hand and fiercely stabbed it into Xiaoqin's thigh.

Blood spurted out, and Xiaoqin let out a piercing scream. The other maids were so frightened that they didn't even care about Xiaoqin, backing away in fear.

“Ziling,” An Xuetang said calmly, “her life is spared for now.”

Mo Junyi twitched his lips, "Mother, what's the point of keeping someone like this alive"

And in his heart, he knew his mother wasn't the kind of person who would soften her stance.

As expected, the next second An Xuetang calmly said, "Ziling, don't underestimate these people's lives. Your fifth uncle's subordinates haven't had any fun in a long time. Now that there's someone who came to their door automatically, why not let them have some fun"

"…"

Mo Junyi, upon hearing this, was initially taken aback. But after a moment's thought, he understood. His face immediately flushed red.

"Mother, I'm still just a child," he said cautiously, glancing at An Xue Tang.'t proper for her to sit on her mistress's bed, but having followed their princess for so long, she also understood that their princess disliked being constrained by notions of rank and status.So she...