Chapter 2009: Acknowledged as Godfather

father will not let you get away with this!"An Xuetang sneered. She slowly squatted down in front of Cheng Ru'er, pinching her cheek, "Who am I And who are you As the princess of Beijang, if I want to...Han Yunke by the side couldn't bear to let go of Pingping. He held the soft child in his arms, and this feeling filled him with excitement, a sense of inexplicable satisfaction in his heart.

If he weren't the son of the King of Beijiang, he would have loved to ask the King and Queen of Beijiang to let him be their children's godfather. He would have even loved to teach them all his skills.

It's a pity that the young masters of Beijang王府 are born into such high positions. He might not be qualified enough to be their teacher.

Not knowing whether she understood Han Yeyun's meaning in his eyes, An Xuetang looked at Pingping in his arms and took the initiative to say:

“Lord Han, my Lord said that if you are willing, our two children can recognize you as their godfather in the future. But we feel embarrassed to bring this up ourselves because, after all, you are the head of the world’s number one intelligence agency, and your skills are not comparable to ordinary people. If we were to suggest it, I'm afraid Lord Han would misunderstand us as wanting a favor from you.”

An Xuetang had no idea how excited her words made Han Yun. He almost blurted out, "No, no, no, I'm the one who's benefiting here! The princess can't go back on her word. We agreed, these two children will recognize me as their godfather."

Seeing his genuine joy, An Xue Tang curled her lips into a smile. "Well then, in a while, when things are less tense, my lord should hold a ceremony."

Han Yun was so excited that the corners of his mouth couldn't come down. He waved his hand at this time, "Don't make all sorts of fancy things. We ourselves know what's in our hearts. Just wait a few years when the children grow up, and then we can hold a ceremony again. Right now, don't bother with so much trouble."

An Xue Tang nodded, "Then let's continue."

Feng Ming raised an eyebrow at this. "A Tang, if the children recognize Han Gebzhu as their godfather, wouldn't that make me, their uncle, fall short of Han Gebzhu An uncle can't compare to a father. You and Mo Yun Jing, this decision isn't right."

As soon as he spoke, Han Yun immediately retorted, "What's wrong with that Feng Guzhu, don't you dare try to ruin this. I'm already his godfather, and what you say now doesn't matter."

Seeing the two about to bicker again, An Xuetang smiled helplessly, "Brother, wouldn't it be better to have one more godfather who loves your two nephews You even fight over this If you keep doing this, then I and my husband will just let you raise them yourselves. You can spoil them however you want if they are your own."

As expected, when An Xue Tang said they should have their own children, Feng Ming and Han Yun instantly fell silent.

Neither of them dared to speak, fearing that An Xue Tang would follow this topic and urge them to marry and have children again.

Neither of them had that idea at all.

……

After the three of them, Mo Yunjing included, went into the study, Yun 4 immediately reported to him everything that had happened in the palace these past few days.

Learning that these people in the capital had repeatedly come to cause trouble for the Bei Jiang王府, Mo Yunchen's pair of dark eyes gradually dimmed.

After hearing what Yun 4 and Mo Junyi said, Mo Yunjing stared blankly at the teacup on the table without saying a word. No one knew what he was thinking.

After a moment of silence, he suddenly got up and walked to the sand table not far away.

This sand table is a topographical map of the entire capital city. Mo Yunjing crossed her arms, her eyes fixed on the sand table, her dark eyes growing even more profound.

He didn't know how long he had been like that before finally placing the writing stick beside him. On the sand table, he wrote a single character: extermination.

Seeing the character their own prince had written on the sand table, Yun4 and Mo Junyi standing beside him both had bright eyes. The two subconsciously looked at each other.

Having been by Mo Yunjing's side for many years, they already knew him well.

Since he can now write this character, it means he has made up his mind to take action.

It seems the situation in the capital is about to undergo a radical transformation.

Mò Yúnjǐng simply wrote down this one character, and then there was no other action.

His deep-set eyes stared intently at the sand table, one couldn't tell what he was looking at. Cloud 4 and Mo Junyi, standing beside him, remained silent, not wanting to disturb him.

……

Before we knew it, nightfall had arrived.

In Jingtang Garden, An Xuetang saw that Li Zhi had not returned. She was worried and wanted to send someone to look for him.

But Feng Ming and Han Yun exchanged a glance at this moment. The two of them had already let go of Ping Ping and An An brothers. Feng Ming then said, "There's no need to make such a fuss. Brother and Han Yun will just go to the study for a while. Rest assured, brother will have him back sooner."

An Xuetang nodded slightly, "Then brother, you should also rest early tonight."

After saying that, she grabbed her head and looked at Han Yun beside her, earnestly instructing, "Han Pavilion Master, this injury still needs to be nursed well. Since you've returned to the palace, just take good care of yourself during this time. You need to change your dressing every day, and in half an hour, I'll have Ning'er go help you treat your wound. Han Pavilion Master, please cooperate."

Han Yun smiled, "Then the next person will thank the princess first."

After Feng Ming and Han Yun left, An Xue Tang asked Shou'er to call Ning'er back.

Shortly after returning home, she had Ning'er go to the next room to sort out some medicinal herbs. She was going to use them to treat Mo Yunjing's face.

Besides asking Ning'er to prepare some herbs for Mo Yunjing, she also asked Ning'er to gather the medicine for applying to Han Yun's broken arm.

Since everyone has safely returned to the palace and there are now adequate medical resources available, Mo Yunjing and Han Yun's injuries naturally need to be treated properly.

……

Feng Ming and Han Yun went straight to the study where Mo Yunjing was after leaving Jingtangyuan.

At this time, Mo Yunjing was still standing in front of the sand table.

When Feng Ming and Han Yun walked in, they immediately saw him seemingly leisurely playing with the flags on a sand table.

Han Yun raised an eyebrow, walking inside and saying, "If we didn't come, wouldn't the Northern Border King be unwilling to return to Jingtang Garden Does he really intend for me and Fenggu Zhu to continue occupying both young masters"

Mo Yun Jing didn't even lift his head, his voice low and husky as he said, "This king has already ordered someone to prepare a room for you in Feng Gu Zhu's courtyard. From today onwards, until your injuries heal, you can only stay there."

Mo Yunjing didn't give him a choice; he forced him to stay in the palace.

After regaining his composure, he quickly waved his hand and said, "No, no, I have a place to stay in the capital. I won't bother you at your palace." he was just about to order someone to stop him.But who knew that at this moment, Mo Yunjing suddenly unsheathed his sword. Before he could even react, his head was...chopped off by Mo Yunjing's sword...