a difference between knowing them in her heart and hearing him say them out loud.Glancing at Mo Yunjing with emotion, An Xue Tang gently leaned against him and softly replied, “Alright.”For about half...Shuangshuang was lost in thought, suddenly hearing him call her name. Only then did she lift her pair of unruffled eyes.

First, she looked at An Xue Tang's back. Seeing that An Xue Tang never turned her head to look at her, she pursed her lips and turned to Ming Deng, falling silent for a moment.

Just as Ming Deng thought she would get the answers she wanted, she stubbornly shook her head.

Shuang Shuang Ming Deng's regret refers to what he wants to ask her, whether she regrets helping An Xue three times or saving Feng Ming the other day. This caused their Xi Yu Evil Clan's plan to fall apart.

Although she was tied up here today by An Xue Tang, and although she had witnessed An Xue Tang coldly and mercilessly killing the subordinates of the Western Regions Evil Clan in front of her, she didn't regret helping before.

After all, she was very clear in her heart that without An Xue Tang, she couldn't have lived these past few months so comfortably and peacefully.

Although the Xiezhu clan in Xili often pampered and cared for Ming Deng, she always felt something was missing.

She had to admit that the past few months at Bei Jiang Wangfu were the happiest days of her life.

So she never regretted it.

She could understand why An Xuetang treated her this way. First, their positions were different, and second, An Xuetang had guessed that she was the one who had informed Ming Deng and Zhi'er and others, causing Mo Junyi to almost not return.

She could see how much An Xuetang cared about Mo Junyi, so she understood that she would hold a grudge over this.

And throughout it all, An Xue Tang never harmed her. Even now, when she was bound here, she didn't lay a hand on her, let alone order anyone in the Duke's manor to do so.

To put it simply, if An Xue Tang really wanted to use her to coerce Ming Deng and the others, she would have beaten her until she was unrecognizable and on the verge of death long ago. After all, only then could she deceive Ming Deng and the others, making them take notice.

But An Xuetang didn't do so, which means she never intended to harm herself from the beginning. This time, she used herself to force Ming Deng and Zhi'er to appear, but it was only to avenge Huaduo and vent her anger for Mo Junyi, who was injured and almost couldn't return to Beijing safely. Therefore, she wouldn't blame An Xuetang, nor did she have the right to blame her.

At this point, Ming Deng looked at Shuangshuang, who shook her head, stating that she wouldn't regret her actions. In that moment, he felt a surge of anger.

I wish I could pry open her skull and see what's inside her head. What kind of things could have driven her to this

Just as Shuangshuang shook her head, An Xuetang caught sight of it from the corner of her eye. A complex emotion flashed in her eyes.

But, now that things have come to this, she didn't really have much left to say to Shuangshuang. So no matter what she was thinking inside, she didn't show it.

"Right now, only a cold gaze is returned to the bright lamp. He coldly speaks, “Where is Zhi'er This empress has made it very clear, only you and Zhi'er appearing will get this child released.”

"Hmph," Ming Deng sneered, "Since you're well aware of Zhi'er's current status, what makes you think you can see her so easily"

After finishing his words, Ming Deng cast a dismissive glance at the people surrounding An Xue Tang. "A mere Northern Border Wangfu is enough for me to handle, why would I need her here"

Even An Xuetang, not to mention anyone else, was almost amused by his arrogant tone.

After a moment, she raised an eyebrow and smiled involuntarily as she clapped for him. “Truly worthy of being revered as the Master Illuminator by the world. Even your tone of speech is so admirable.”

"Though I say so myself, this concubine wants to see if you have the ability."

Ming Deng narrowed his eyes, immediately drawing the sword from his waist. The tip of the blade pointed at An Xue Tang's direction as he roared in anger, "An Xue Tang, you ungrateful woman! Don't forget that your life was saved by Shuang Shuang."

"Don't forget, she also saved the life of Tanggu Valley Master. You are not only ungrateful but now treat her like this Have you any shame"

An Xuetang chuckled softly, "What use is a face Can you eat it Or can it keep the flowers alive"

At this point, An Xue Tang's eyes turned sharp as she stared at the lamp in front of her, her voice turning even colder: "Of course, when it comes to white-eyed wolves and ungrateful ingrates, who can compare to you and Zhi'er"

"Aren't you forgetting who Zhi'er was rescued from Yunrui's grasp by"

If we had not stormed into the formation laid by Yun Rui Shi, if we had not fought tooth and nail to wrest Zhi'er from his grasp.

"Do you think, with your abilities, that Chi'er could safely reappear in the capital"

Besides, after Chi'er was rescued back to the Beijiang Wangfu, did our Beijiang Wangfu ever mistreat her in any way Chi'er was a woman who was unconscious. If it weren't for the people of our Beijiang Wangfu who carefully served and took care of her, would she have been able to be rescued back by you

You keep saying I'm ungrateful, but I want to ask, are your actions truly not ungrateful

An Xuetang almost said all of these words in one breath. After finishing, the sarcasm in her eyes became even more obvious.

I don't know what she was thinking, but she laughed again and shook her head. "When I saved her back then, I never asked her to do anything for us, nor did I ever say that the Northern Frontier Wangfu would repay kindness with favors."

But when she woke up, she didn't say a word and just left. You guys left too, and even gave ten or so of my brothers in the Northern Border Prince's Mansion poison!

"This is how you repay me You still have the audacity to speak of ingratitude to this princess You, do you even deserve toncture, she seemed distracted.Looking at her acupuncture technique, Ning'er and Shour, who were standing beside her, exchanged helpless glances. Ning'er stepped forward proactively, "Your Highness, wh...