Chapter 318: Can I Still Bear It?

ery few people, even those within the same organization. She dared not fully trust anyone because everyone had their own motives and interests for joining.Especially in the assassin line of work, it's...Yunliu then said with a hint of gloating, "Young Master, you shouldn't have appeared here today. If you hadn't shown up, there wouldn't have been this copying punishment."

How astute their Prince must be, surely he could have foreseen the Eldest Son coming to 'cause trouble'

Mo Junyi had a headache. Before he could say anything, Yun Yi had already 'asked' him to go back to his own tent and personally supervised Mo Junyi as he copied the script.

Everything that happened outside the tent, An Xuetang knew about. She had already woken up at this moment.

He also heard very clearly what Yun Yi and Mo Junyi said.

However, she also didn't intend to let her son Ziling come in at this time. Firstly, she was deeply exhausted and ached all over, feeling like her body was about to fall apart. She didn't even want to get up to eat anything. Secondly, her husband A Jing was still sleeping, so she didn't want to let Ziling disturb him.

An Xuetang lay on her side, propping her head with one hand, and staring at Mo Yunjing's sleeping face with a smile in her eyes.

Even asleep, he is still so charming. If this face were in the 21st century, I wonder how many girls it would captivate.

An Xuetang couldn't help but reach out, wanting to touch his high and delicate nose bridge, but she was afraid of waking him up, so her hand never went down.

She observed him carefully, his porcelain-like face with sharp, angular features, but most importantly, his long, slightly curled eyelashes that even she envied.

At this moment, his long hair lay scattered across the pillow, his expression calm and languid, as if he were in a painting. Looking at him brought her immense joy.

Looking at him, An Xue Tang was finally unable to resist the allure of his face. Her fingertip gently landed on his nose, then she couldn't help but lean in and give a light peck on his lips, which were as pink and delicate as rose petals.

I have to admit, her son Ajing has a face that even women would envy and be jealous of. Especially those naturally colored thin lips, making me want to bite them a few more times.

Thinking she wanted to take another couple of bites, An Xuetang actually did just that.

She pecked his lips several times, still seeming unsatisfied.

Just then, Mo Yunjing's low and hoarse voice suddenly rang out, "It seems Tangtang prefers sneak attacks."

When speaking, Mo Yunjing's eyelids didn't move at all, and there wasn't a hint of sleepiness in his voice

He was clearly awake already.

An Xue Tang was stunned for a moment, then smiled faintly, "A Jing, you're pretending to sleep and fooling me again."

Mo Yunjing slowly opened his eyes, his deep-filled eyes falling on her face. He said softly, "This husband has never said that he fell asleep."

"You have a sharp tongue."

Mo Yunjing smiled, reaching out to gently rub her eye corner. "Are you hungry"

An Xuetang shook her head slightly, "I'm not hungry. Just now Zi Ling brought dumplings over, but Yun Yi took them away to be punished for copying, A Jing, tell me, why did you punish Zi Ling"

"If he hadn't come so early this morning, there wouldn't have been any copying punishment today."

After he finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes and said, “He’s too clingy to you. In the future, I will definitely make him break this habit.”

"An Xuetang glared at him unhappily, "Which son doesn't stick to his mother Especially since he's still young, it's normal for him to be clingy to me. When the child grows up, has his own lover, and forms a family, we want him to be clingy, he won't even want to then."

"Sugar, don't treat him like a child. Boys and girls should sit separately at age seven. He's ten now, stop spoiling him."

An Xuetang raised an eyebrow and didn't argue with him about this, "Alright, I know."

Anyway, she knows what's going on, and her son Zi Ling also knows. Because they were born into the imperial family and have experienced so much, this child is much more mature than others his age.

He stuck to her because she was genuinely kind to him, filling the void of maternal love he had lacked for so many years. But in front of others, he was just like Mo Yunjing, aloof and taciturn.

In the end, no matter how much she dotes on her son Ziling, he won't be spoiled.

At this moment, An Xuetang unabashedly stared into Mo Yunjing's deep and dark eyes, not thinking there was anything wrong with it.

Her man, in front of others, always seemed so wild and unrestrained. His three-dimensional features were sculpted with sharp beauty, and his whole being exuded an air of a king who dominated the world.

Whenever he was before her, his gaze would become so gentle and doting. To her, it was a unique kind of seductive charm that made her completely lost in it.

Facing her gaze so candid and raw, Mo Yunjing couldn't help but ask, "What are you thinking about"

"Thinking about Ajing," An Xuetang blurted out without hesitation.

Mo Yunjing's eyes grew increasingly profound as he looked into her bright and beautiful eyes. A restlessness began to stir in his heart. Images of her blooming like a flower beneath him last night flashed through his mind, causing his Adam's apple to bob slightly.

Mòyúnjǐng thought, what kind of fairy is this, that could make him so frenzied.

He lowered his head and gently kissed her brow, his voice a low rumble, "Does it hurt"

"... "

An Xuetang's face flushed instantly. He changed the subject so abruptly, catching her off guard and leaving her flustered. However, she was feeling the twinge of soreness all over her body at the moment. She glared up at him and said, "What do you think"

Last night was like that, he was so brave and kept going for a long time, how could she not be in pain

Mo Yunjing smiled and gently kissed her forehead and lips, his touch full of tenderness.

He pulled her close, An Xuetang hooked her lips and instinctively reached out to wrap her arms around his waist, pressing her face against his solid chest, listening to his heartbeat, feeling both fluttery and secure.

"Ajing, last night I seemed to hear the sound of fighting outside."

She was so tired she couldn't open her eyes, but the moment he got up, she felt something. And she thought she heard her brother's voice.

But she didn't have time to think much about it then, Mo Yunjing later returned to the bed and held her as they fell asleep. She thought nothing more of it.

"It wasn't a big deal, just an uninvited guest who came by and was later chased away by Fengming. Don't worry, Tangtang."

As they talked, Mo Yunjing's large hand covered her waist, gently rubbing her back.

An Xuetang only felt incredibly comfortable. She buried her head in his chest and rubbed it, unable to help but let out a contented sigh, "A-Jing, use a little more strength."

""..."""

Her voice was tinged with a slight hoarseness, and when coupled with her ambiguous words, it successfully caused Mo Yunjing's barely contained emotions to erupt completely.

He stopped rubbing her shoulders and gently pushed her away.

An Xuetang looked at him with some bewilderment, "A Jing, what's wrong"

"Can you take it anymore"

"……" Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

An Xue Tang was puzzled, she blinked her eyes, "A Jing, bear what Could you be preparing to tell me that you have a illegitimate child"s. After Fourteen let go of her, she tried to spit out the thing using her internal energy, but who knew that it melted in her mouth instantly So no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't spit it out...