Chapter 461: The Black-Clad Robber of the Portrait

s curled up slightly. She hugged him back, and a sweet feeling slowly rose in her heart.Mo Yunjing's breath fell on An Xuetang's ear, his body temperature passing through the thin fabric. The man's sc...What

Now, she only suspects that the emperor and Mo Yunchen may not be father and son. However, in this era, there's no way for her to do a paternity test on the emperor and Mo Yunchen.

If she had a way, her family's Ah Jing wouldn't be in such a difficult situation. If she had a way, she would directly do a paternity test for the emperor and Mo Yunchen, and all the root problems would be solved.

At this moment, both Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang's eyes were fixed on the beauty in the portrait.

Mo Yunjing's expression in her eyes was a little complicated, while An Xuetang only prayed in her heart, she hoped that this beauty wouldn't disappoint her A-Jing after all, because her A-Jing had unconditionally trusted her for so long.

Mo Yunjing knew what she was asking, and at this moment, he slightly nodded his head, humming softly in response.

It was precisely because he knew too much, and had too many uncertainties in his heart, that his unconditional belief in his mother had changed.

An Xuetang knew he must be feeling very uncomfortable right now, so she squeezed his hand tightly:

"Ajing, no matter what happens, you will always have me and Ziling by your side. No matter what the circumstances surrounding Huangxiong's birth are, he is still your older brother. His past protection of you was not fake, so don't overthink things, okay"

An Xuetang didn't know how to comfort him, so she could only try to soften her tone and say...

Mo Yunjing tightly grasped her hand in return. He was incredibly grateful in his heart, for there was still someone by his side.

An Xue Tang stared at the person in the painting, sighing inwardly. Things were becoming increasingly complicated now. Too many things had happened over this period of time, and one major event after another was beginning to surface. She felt like there were unseen eyes watching everything silently from behind her.

Everything they dug up seemed to be part of that person's plan.

Previously, there was suspicion that Mo Yunjing wasn't the emperor's son. Now, it seems the most likely candidate to not be the emperor's son is actually the former Crown Prince, Mo Yunchen.

And suddenly, Bai Feng, the master of the Bai Guang Palace, appeared. He looked so much like Mo Yunjing and the woman in the portrait. What was the connection between him, Mo Yunjing, and the woman in the portrait Did they have any blood relation at all

These questions lingered in An Xue Tang's mind, one after another. She felt that the matter was becoming increasingly complicated. What major secret was hidden behind it She couldn't figure it out at all.

Listening to An Xue Tang's deliberately lowered voice and seeing the concern in her eyes, Mo Yun Jing suddenly pulled An Xue Tang into his arms. He held her tightly, afraid she would vanish at any moment.

An Xuetang was hugged so hard she ached, but at this moment, knowing he was hurting in his heart, she didn't push him away. She just let him hold her.

The two didn't know how long they had been hugging when, suddenly, a figure flashed past the doorway. Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang instantly narrowed their eyes, becoming alert.

An Xuetang pushed away Mo Yunjing, and the two looked at each other before hurriedly getting up and rushing out the door.

Originally, the young monk Ankang who had been guarding at the door was now lying unconscious at the entrance.

An Xuetang's face changed, she quickly walked over, she turned her head to look at Mo Yunjing, "A Jing, you go chase, I'll stay and watch An Kang and the little dumpling."

"Okay."

Mo Yunjing cast a thoughtful glance at the room. His eyes were deep, and one couldn't tell what he was thinking about. He then immediately followed in the direction where the figure had disappeared.

An Xuetang crouched before An Kang, "Little Tuanzi Little Tuanzi wake up."

She patted Xiaotuanzi's face, but he was unconscious. She touched Xiaotuanzi's neck, and his vital signs were still stable, so she picked him up.

She was about to carry him into the room and figure out how to wake him up, but just then, several monks ran over in a hurry.

One monk bowed to An Xuetang and said, “Lady, entrust your well-being to this monk.”

An Xue Tang looked down at the little dumpling in her arms. Seeing that he had just fainted and was not in any danger, she gave the little dumpling to the several monks.

After the monks left with the little dumpling, An Xue Tang's face changed instantly.

Because she had already heard the noises in the house, she listened to the sounds inside for a moment and then suddenly kicked open the door and rushed in.

Inside, a man in black was fighting with Eleven. The moment An Xue Tang rushed in, the man in black instinctively looked up.

Shi lifted his sword, narrowly missing the man's arm. The man stumbled back two steps before turning and fleeing towards the hanging portrait.

An Xuetang saw his movements and knew what he was going to do. She wanted to rush over to protect the portrait when a figure flew past her.

Mo Yunjing is back.

I see that Mo Yunjing has already quickly intercepted the person and started fighting with him.

The room was instantly in shambles, they fought using internal energy, capable of destroying everything from afar.

An Xuetang was not idle either. She quickly ran to the portrait and, while they were fighting, took it down.

She carefully rolled up the portrait and held it close to her chest. After all, this was a portrait of Mo Yun Jing's mother, and An Xue Tang still treated it seriously.

An Xuetang thought, this person obviously came for this portrait, maybe this portrait has some important meaning.

As expected, when the man saw the portrait being held in An Xue Tang's arms, his sharp eyes glanced at her before he threw himself with all his might against Mo Yun Jing and Shi Yi.

This man's martial arts are quite good, but Mo Yunjing and the Eleventh together quickly put him at a disadvantage. He knew that if he didn't leave now, he wouldn't be able to get away today!

At this moment, he narrowed his eyes thoughtfully at An Xue Tang, then put all his strength into a palm strike aimed at her.

[Author's Note]: There will be more updates tonight. I'm a little tired from coding on the road, and the signal in Xinjiang isn't very good, so the next few chapters might have to wait until I get back to the hotel. soaked in blood, and these soldiers have a good sense of smell. We must be extra careful and use the stench to cover up the bloody scent on him. Besides, I actually have another plan."This play, if t...