Ajing, Hua Xiang's death today really has nothing to do with me. The poison in her body was put there by the Empress' people.""I know.""It's good that the Empress killed her, I wouldn't have to lift a...An Xuetang moved quickly, and in less than ten minutes, she had finished applying makeup to the three people.

Jiang Qingyang looked at everyone's changes, including his own, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "An Xuetang, where did you learn such a superb disguise technique"

An Xuetang was in a good mood. She raised an eyebrow and snorted, "I'm self-taught, impressive, right"

Jiang Qingyang didn't believe she was self-taught. He guessed that An Xuetang must be a member of some mysterious organization, but he had no idea where she learned her skills from.

He knew that no matter how much he asked, An Xue Tang wouldn't say anything more, so he didn't continue asking.

Mo Yunjing hooked his lips into a shallow smile, "Sugar, shouldn't you tell us the plan"

An Xuetang chuckled mischievously, "Right, right, right. Now let's go over the script. When they get here, we can't slip up."

An Xuetang stood beside Mo Yunjing and said to Jiang Qingyang, "As you can see, Ah Jing and I are dressed as elderly people over fifty, while you are a middle-aged person. Obviously, you are our son."

"What" Jiang Qingyang jumped up, his expression slightly angry as he questioned, "You...you want me to be your son"

Mo Yunjing twitched the corner of his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

"What You don't like it Let me tell you, with genes as good as mine and Ah Jing's, giving birth to a son like you is a loss for us, isn't it"

Jiang Qingyang: "..."

He wanted to refuse angrily, but An Xuetang immediately added a sentence that made him want to strike, "By the way, you're not only our son, but also a silly, mute fool. Remember that"

“!!” Jiang Qingyang was so angry that she spun in place twice, almost driven to death by anger. “An Xuetang, are you on purpose Are you taking revenge on me”

An Xuetang's face was full of disbelief, "What are you talking about Does An Xuetang look like someone who would hold a grudge"

"You were always like that!" Jiang Qingyang only felt a mouthful of blood in his heart, neither up nor down, almost choking himself to death!

"Alright, alright. This role-playing thing will only be a few minutes, it'll be over soon. Just bear with it. If you go head-on with those people, what if there are too many of them You might end up losing the upper hand."

"Making you act dumb and mute is for your own good, otherwise, if you spoke up, these people could hear your voice."

In the end, An Xue Tang only felt that her plan was flawless.

With her having said that, does Jiang Qingyang still have a chance to refute

Soon, the group of black-clad men arrived. They didn't even bother knocking; they simply smashed through the courtyard gate, with over a dozen people charging in.

"Get me some information!" the black-clad leader barked as soon as he walked in.

"You...who are you" An Xuetang now looked like an elderly woman with wrinkles all over her face. When the men in black rushed in, she trembled all over with fear and spoke in a trembling voice.

Mo Yunjing pretended to be world-weary, covering his mouth and coughing, and echoed An Xuetang's words with a question, "You...what are you going to do"

Those in black simply glanced at them with disdain, seeing that they were just two old men, they didn't linger on their faces for a second.

The man in black searched the room, rummaging through everything but finding nothing. He turned to them, "Have either of you seen a young man"

An Xuetang trembled all over, "N-no…"

"To tell the truth!" The leader in black roared, "If I find out you lied to me, I'll chop off your heads and feed them to the dogs!"

An Xue Tang knew Mo Yun Jing wouldn't act. She pinched him hard where others couldn't see, making him pretend to cough and put on a show of being about to die.

And she was also trembling, “Little…little one, I’ve never seen anything like it.”

"Boss, there's someone else next door. We asked him questions, but he wouldn't speak."

"At this time, An Xue Tang suddenly knelt down and shouted loudly, “Spare my life, spare my life! He is my son, he…he is mute, his mind…is not quite right. Please, esteemed lords, spare the pitiful us!”

I have to say, An Xuetang's acting is totally Oscar-worthy!

Her tears flowed freely, and Mo Yunjing clenched his fists slightly. If he wasn't worried about ruining An Xuetang's plan, he would have acted already.

Several more men in black dragged the mute and foolish Jiang Qingyang over.

The moment An Xue Tang saw Jiang Qingyang, the corner of her mouth twitched. This Jiang Qingyang was undoubtedly a movie emperor!

Just look at him drooling, he completely brought the role of a child with an intellectual disability to life, didn't he

The leader in black heard An Xue Tang's words and, seeing Jiang Qing Yang like this now, he frowned, moving back as if disgusted.

"Let's go!" The leader in black ordered directly, turning and leaving first.

But as he walked into the yard, he suddenly stopped and sniffed the air, as if he had smelled something.

He frowned, turning to his subordinates, "Get some torches."

"Yes."

The three people inside clenched their fists, ready to fire at any moment.

An Xuetang thought to herself, what had she missed

She had dealt with everything in the courtyard long ago. The crimson and purple ones she had hidden earlier in a concealed mountain cave, and she had also told the green snakes to hide. So what exactly did that person see

Her heart pounded with anxiety. Mo Yunjing suddenly reached out and grasped her hand, as if comforting her not to be afraid.

An Xuetang nodded slightly.

Jiang Qingyang narrowed his eyes, a dagger already in his hand at some point. As long as anyone in the courtyard made a move, the dagger in his hand would surely pierce that target's heart first!

The subordinate brought some torches, and the leader checked the yard carefully, finding nothing. He looked at his men, "Didn't you smell horse manure"

The crowd exclaimed, “!”

A chorus of headshakes and unanimous replies of "no" followed.

The leader glanced at the three people in the room thoughtfully, then after a moment he handed the torch to his subordinate, "Retreat!"

He left first.

Others followed suit, but a few in black noticed the wild chickens and rabbits in the yard. They took at least five chickens and five rabbits and left.

An Xue Tang and the other two listened to the sounds in the room. An Xue Tang even used her skills until they were far away, and she couldn't hear them even when using her skills. Then An Xue Tang relaxed.

She patted her chest and said, "That was a close one."

After that, she looked at Jiang Qingyang who was about to sneak away, and burst into laughter, "Little guy, good acting! I found that this makeup with your drooling action perfectly portrays a fool!"

"......Jiang Qingyang's face flushed red, and he hurried away. In front of this woman, he had never won an argument with his words."ong them. The rest are either crippled or dead.""As long as our people appear at the Bei Jiang army camp in time, and once Mo Yunchen dies, then we spread news of the Bei Jiang King's misfortune, how...