Xue Tang's eyes darkened, but she also knew that Feng Ming was determined not to let her know about his illness. Since that was the case, she could only find other ways to 'examine' him."By the way,...Meeting her gaze, Mo Yunjing's lips curled into a faint smile.

His expression didn't seem out of the ordinary. An Xuetang only thought that he might be tired today.

It's good, he obediently sat there, which put her mind at ease.

After showing Mo Yunjing a big smile, she continued to busy herself cooking.

During her cooking, Mo Yunjing's eyes never left her, as if he could never get enough of looking at her.

However, he was quite fortunate that An Xuetang was busy cooking at this time and didn't notice his abnormality.

As soon as An Xuetang turned her head, Mo Yunjing's face began to pale, and his whole body trembled slightly.

His face quickly paled, becoming devoid of all color.

A sudden, sharp pain welled up in his abdomen, searing through his nerves.

The wound in his abdomen felt like it was being stabbed by thousands of burning blades, a searing pain that spread throughout his body.

That pain was like a venomous vine, binding him completely, unable to move.

He only needs to move slightly and a piercing pain shoots through him.

Such pain made him wish he could just collapse, but in order not to reveal himself to An Xuetang who was not far away, he could only sit upright on the stone.

I don't know how long it took.

But he was truly very patient, never letting out a single sound.

After a while, the pain in my body finally eased a bit.

But his back, was soaked with cold sweat, and he was utterly exhausted.

After he had calmed down a bit, Feng Ming and Han Yun also walked back.

From afar, Feng Ming saw Mo Yun Jing's pale face and frowned. He exchanged a glance with Han Yun and quickened his pace towards him.

But neither of them spoke, probably fearing that Mo Yunjing's strangeness would be seen by An Xuetang.

So, as the two walked, they seemed to have inadvertently blocked Mo Yunjing's figure.

After approaching, Han Yun stood straight, blocking An Xuetang's gaze that was likely to fall on her head.

Luckily, An Xuetang was busy cooking at the time and didn't pay much attention to this side.

Phoenix then sat directly beside Mo Yunjing and took his hand to feel his pulse.

As expected, his pulse was extremely chaotic, indicating that he was currently enduring an extremely grueling physical ordeal.

Feng Ming pressed his voice low, "What's wrong, has the poison taken effect"

Han Yuncui's hand by his side also tightened slightly, and at this moment, he stared nervously at Mo Yunjing's face, waiting for his answer.

Mo Yunjing was in terrible pain all over. At this moment, he could only barely maintain his sitting posture without revealing any flaws. It was already extremely difficult for him, and there was no strength left to answer Fengming's words.

He needs to slow down a bit.

After Feng Ming's question, he waited for a long time but didn't receive a response from Mo Yunjing. However, he could see the sweat on his forehead and his back.

After a few glances, Feng Ming understood. It seemed the poison had truly taken effect.

At this moment, he furrowed his brows, glanced at Han Yun, and whispered, "Go distract A Tang, I'll handle this here."

Han Yun took a deep look at Mo Yunjing, gave a slight nod, and then turned to go over to An Xuetang's side to ask if she needed his help.

Mo Yunjing's eyes were always on An Xuetang. Seeing that she really wouldn't look over here, he finally let out a sigh of relief and slumped straight onto Feng Ming.

Feng Ming frowned and reached out to support him, "What's going on"

Mo Yunjing's face was pale, and cold sweat still dripped from his forehead. Feng Ming only realized the extent of his perspiration when he helped him up - it was soaking through his clothes.

It seems he's going through a tough battle.

After a moment's thought, he added, "Well, let's wait until you recover a bit more."

After he finished speaking, he took out a porcelain bottle and, while An Xuetang wasn't paying attention, poured out two pills of antidote and shoved them directly into Mo Yunjing's mouth.

This is the antidote they found in the Valley of Seeking.

Although it cannot cure the poison on Mo Yunjing's body, it can slightly suppress the spread of his toxins.

Although they didn't know if the antidote pill would work on him right now, they had no idea what kind of poison Mo Yunjing had been poisoned with, nor did they know what medicine to use to treat him.

So, in this situation, we can only try anything that might work. We have to do something, we can't just let things go on like this.

Although the intense pain had subsided somewhat for Mo Yunjing, after taking the medicine, he could clearly feel that the thing inside his body, which was like a swarm of insects, had been significantly suppressed.

At this point, he was finally able to calm down a bit and his body stopped breaking out in cold sweats.

After confirming he could speak, Mo Yunjing clenched his fists slightly, his voice low and husky as he uttered just two words, "Poisoned."

As expected.

Feng Ming's eyes, deep and fathomless, held an expression of "I knew it all along." She glanced at An Xue Tang in the distance. An Xue Tang was chatting with Han Yun.

He said again, "With all this sweat on you, A-Tang will surely notice something's up when she arrives. Let me help you change your clothes first"

Mo Yunjing did not refuse, "Thank you."

Feng Ming let out a cold snort, "It's not for you, I just don't want my little Tang to worry."

After finishing his words, he first stood up and then seemingly unintentionally took a step forward, blocking Mo Yunjing behind him. He turned to Han Yun beside An Xuetang and said, "Master Han, shouldn't it be your turn to take the King of Beijang to attend to his physiological needs"

"!"

Upon hearing this, Mo Yunjing immediately felt a black line appear on his forehead.

And Han Yun and An Xuetang on the other end were also taken aback.

An Xuetang suddenly remembered that she hadn't really paid attention to the so-called solution to her physiological needs these past few days.

It was her oversight.

At this moment, she was about to put down the water bag in her hand and go to help Mo Yunjing, but Han Yun stopped her with a hand. "Your Highness, it's best not to make King Beijang embarrassed."

"" An Xuetang's eyes showed some confusion.

Then Han Yun explained again, "We left some dignity for King Beijang. These days, King Beijang didn't want you to see him unable to move."

An Xuetang thought about it, and it seemed to make sense.

Men all care about face, they really don't want to appear too incompetent in front of their wives and children.

Then I guess I'll have to ask Han Yun for help. Just as she was about to say something to Han Yun, Feng Ming spoke again, "Forget it, Master Han, you can help my little A Tang with the fire. I'll handle King Bei Jiang."

Having said that, he turned around and swiftly lifted Mo Yunjing with one hand. His figure just happened to block An Xuetang's view.

The two of them didn't say a word and walked in a certain direction.

An Xuetang narrowed her eyes slightly. How come Ajing didn't say a word to her

Han Yun looked at her expression, and his heart skipped a beat. He quickly said, "The Lord of Phoenix Valley is really something, calling out like that, doesn't the King of Beijang want to save face"

Sure enough, An Xuetang was distracted by his words and snorted inwardly.skill in toxicology."“This is a pill that won’t kill you, but it will make your life a living hell, a pain that never ends.”"If such things were eaten by both parties, would she still be able to live...