and was standing right there, he didn't hide his possessiveness towards her at all.Although his eyes didn't seem to affect him, An Xuetang didn't want to be disgusted any longer.So then taking a step...When Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang walked in, the little monk helped close the door for them. Inside the room, various candles were lit, which made it feel rather eerie after the door was shut.

Because the candle in the room was red, An Xuetang didn't know why they would choose to light red candles here. Looking at this room, she felt a sense of unease, a creepy feeling crawling up her spine.

But An Xue Tang didn't say anything this time, just pursed her lips and quietly followed Mo Yun Jing. The two walked to a shrine.

Mo Yunjing turned his head to glance at An Xuetang, then pulled her down to kneel beside him on the mat.

He looked at the tablet, then clasped his hands together and spoke slowly, "Mother concubine, this is the woman your son likes, the one he loves with all his heart. I've brought her here for you to see today. Please, in heaven's embrace, help your son protect her, keep her safe, and ensure she lives a long and peaceful life."

An Xuetang listened silently to Mo Yunjing's words. Although he was a person who never believed in ghosts and gods, now for her, he was willing to say these words. At this moment, she couldn't say she wasn't touched.

Mo Yunjing said a few words then turned her head to look at An Xuetang, "Tangtang, this is your mother, say a few words to her."

An Xuetang nodded slightly, "Good."

She clasped her hands together, though she herself didn't believe in ghosts or spirits, nor did she believe that souls lingered after death. Yet at this moment, she was earnestly staring at the tablet before her, behind which hung a portrait.

An Xuetang thought, this person in the portrait must be her family Ajing's mother.

Judging from the portrait, Mo Yunjing's biological mother was extremely beautiful. Her features were exquisite, and Mo Yunjing shared a striking resemblance to her, particularly in their high noses and deep-set eyes.

As soon as she thought about how this woman had given her family's Ajing such a precious life, and that her Ajing was born from this woman, a surge of gratitude and respect filled her heart. If it weren't for the beauty in this portrait, An Xuetang wouldn't have met such a perfect Ajing.

At this moment, An Xue Tang cupped her hands, her expression particularly serious as she spoke to the portrait:

"Mother Empress, I'm so sorry for only visiting today. Please don't be angry with me. In the future, Tangtang will definitely take good care of Ah Jing for you, and I hope that your spirit in heaven will bless him."

Speaking to a portrait, to be honest, this was a feeling An Xuetang had never experienced before, so she felt a little awkward at the moment.

An Xuetang curled her lips and shook her head slightly, "I'm not nervous, I just feel a little ashamed to see my mother look so beautiful."

Mo Yunjing hooked his lips, a doting look in his eyes as he softly said, "My Tangtang is very beautiful too."

"……"

An Xuetang raised an eyebrow. When did her family's Ajing become so slick and charming

Just as she was lost in thought, Mo Yunjing had already turned his head to look at the portrait.

He suddenly fell silent, his expression becoming strange. He seemed to have complex emotions about the person in the portrait.

An Xuetang's brows furrowed slightly, giving him some time. It seemed he had fallen into his own predicament. She reached out and took his big hand, speaking softly, "A-Jing, what's wrong Do you miss your mother"

Mo Yun's deep eyes stared at the portrait. He remained silent for a moment, then pulled out a letter.

This letter was the one he found in the cold palace, and now he directly handed it to An Xuetang.

A hint of doubt appeared in An Xuetang's eyes as she took it and opened it to have a look.

Seeing the contents inside, and the writing which had clearly been there for some time, An Xue Tang's brows furrowed instantly. A sense of foreboding arose in her heart.

The most important thing is that the content of the letter is too shocking. If it were as she thought, then Ah Jing's mother...

As soon as she had this thought, Mo Yunjing answered before she could even ask!

The letter was indeed to his imperial mother. Mo Yunjing told her that it was found in the cold palace where his imperial mother had stayed before she passed away.

An Xuetang pursed her lips, looking at Mo Yunjing with a complex gaze. After a moment of silence, she spoke, "A-Jing, are you alright now"

Mo Yunjing hummed, "I always thought it was Father who listened to slander and misunderstood Mother Fei, which is why he banished her to the cold palace to fend for herself."

Did the emperor also know about this letter

Mo Yunjing's hands clenched slightly, his emotions a tangled mix. His gaze at the portrait was equally complex.

"Though the king didn't have this letter, he had several letters from this man to his mother hidden by his mother."

From the handwriting and content of the letter, it seems this man and my mother had already pledged their love before Father arrived. It appears to be a case of Father taking what wasn't his.

" "

An Xue Tang pursed her lips, she didn't expect there to be such complex emotional lives in this era.

She didn't know what to say for a moment, and Mo Yunjing continued, "The reason why my father wanted to kill my elder brother is simply because he performed the blood recognition ceremony. The blood of my elder brother and his could not blend."

Upon hearing about the absurd notion of blood kinship recognition, An Xuetang's brows furrowed. "It's simply ridiculous, Ajing. I've told you before, blood kinship recognition is completely unreliable and has no credibility whatsoever. There's no scientific basis for it, it's just nonsense."

Mo Yunjing hummed, "I believe you. But in the letter you just read, that person mentioned 'our children,' Tangtang feels what it could mean"

"!"

An Xuetang fell silent for a moment, she looked up at the hanging portrait and suddenly asked, "A-Jing, do you believe in your mother"

"Faith, I used to have faith."

Had he not received this letter, he would never have doubted his mother's innocence. He always believed that the events of that year were a plot by someone in the palace to frame his mother.

Since living in the Cold Palace these days, he suddenly became uncertain, uncertain whether his mother concubine was still worth trusting.

An Xue Tang had never experienced this before, she fell silent for a moment, then took the initiative to reach out and hold Mo Yun Jing's big palm.

"Ajing, no matter what decision you make, no matter how you choose to do it, I support you."

Mo Yunjing's pitch-black, deep eyes stared at her for a moment. "I want to ask my brother myself if he knows about this. If he isn't Father King's son, I think Mother would have told him."

If he wasn't asked, the knot in his heart would remain there forever. But if he was asked, and if Mo Yunchen's answer disappointed him, he probably wouldn't be able to accept it either.

An Xuetang was also a bit embarrassed. This matter hurt her feelings, but if she didn't ask, it would be an unresolved knot that would forever exist in her family's Ajing's heart.

After much deliberation, An Xuetang let out a soft sigh. "Ajing, ask him. Since you think your elder brother would know about this, then ask him directly." all, he wasn't much help here anyway.But Yunliu refused to leave. He stayed in the operating room the whole time.Witnessing An Xue Tang stitch Ning Er's wounds with something like needle and thread,...