Chapter 486: Mo Yunjing stiffened

all over. His mouth was half-open, and he let out a hoarse scream, as if his chest had been split open by a knife."No!!! No... it can't be!!!"Read novels for free without ads and pop-ups, and interac...Mo Yunjing's sudden action startled An Xuetang. He had put all his strength into this circle.

She suddenly came to her senses, ran to him, and picked up his hand that was already bleeding. "Ah Jing, what are you doing Does it hurt It's bleeding!"

In the midst of their conversation, An Xuetang anxiously reached for a handkerchief at her waist, but after fumbling around she realized it was gone. She had used it up when reprimanding Xi Zili earlier.

She looked at Mo Yunjing's waist, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and groped, taking out a square cloth from his waist.

She was about to use it to wipe the blood from his fingertips, but Mo Yunjing suddenly stopped her. He looked thoughtfully at the handkerchief in her hand, then took it back from her and tucked it into his waistband.

This handkerchief was given to him by An Xuetang. It even had her 'sugar' embroidered on it, used to wipe away this bit of blood, he felt it was a waste.

Under An Xue Tang's surprised gaze, he spoke: "Tangtang, what you just said is based on evidence, can you be sure"

An Xuetang was stunned. She finally saw the unusual look on Mo Yunjing's face.

After a moment of silence, she turned her head and thoughtfully glanced at the white skeleton. At that moment, she also noticed the portrait of Empress Mu Yun Jing's mother hanging in the center.

For no apparent reason, her mind suddenly recalled what Mo Yunjing had once said.

He said that his mother died in childbirth, allegedly when she was in the cold palace, the conditions were poor, and the midwife's skills were inadequate. This led to the Empress Dowager suffering from a difficult labor, and ultimately both she and the child perished.

Mo Yunjing's mother passed away at that time.

That's why Mo Yunjing didn't want children. He had seen too many women die from childbirth, which is why he was so resistant to An Xuetang becoming pregnant.

He was afraid, afraid that An Xuetang would be like those women, disappearing forever because of childbirth.

Compared to children, he cared more about An Xuetang. He didn't care at all about the so-called continuation of the family line. All he knew was that he couldn't be without this special woman named 'An Xuetang' by his side.

At this moment, An Xuetang turned her head to look at the alms-giving Master Fang beside her. He knew what An Xuetang was thinking and did not speak at this time, only nodding slightly towards her.

Seeing even the Abbot of Ciyun Temple so moved, An Xue Tang clenched her hands slightly, and for a moment didn't know how to describe her current feelings. If she wasn't mistaken, this infant skeleton was the last child that Empress Dowager Mo Yun Jing had carried.

An Xuetang pursed her lips, her soft little hand reaching out to take Mo Yunjing's big palm, "A-Jing, be consoled."

Mo Yunjing's eyes were deep, he stared intently at the skeleton for a moment, then his sharp gaze turned to Huayuan Fangzhang, his voice unclear with emotion, "She... why is she here"

Hua Yuan let out a soft sigh. "Back then, when your mother was buried, there wasn't a child in her womb. This child was sent out of the palace after birth, and it was only recently that this old monk found her."

Mo Yunjing furrowed his brows, "After my mother concubine passed away, I saw her body with my own eyes. Her stomach... it was clearly swollen."

When his mother concubine was lying in the coffin, he saw it with his own eyes. At that time, her abdomen was bulging, so he always believed that his mother concubine died from dystocia.

"Really" Hua Yuan heard him say it so convincingly, his brow furrowed, and he suddenly became uncertain:

“But the man told me right before he died that the child in the former Empress’s womb was indeed sent out of the palace. I’ve been following the clues for years and finally found it… If you saw the former Empress buried with a big belly, wouldn't that mean I was deceived”

An Xuetang pursed her lips and suddenly interjected, "That's not right, A-Jing. You might have seen your mother buried while she was pregnant, but if a woman gives birth, her belly won't recover in a short time. Even if she miscarries, it's very possible that her stomach won't return to normal, so you still look quite big."

There are many medical things that An Xue Tang couldn't explain with their thinking.

But she was sure that some people's stomachs would stay big after giving birth because the uterus takes about six weeks to recover after delivery.

Mo Yunjing's mother might still have a large belly after giving birth because of the retained water and fat in her uterus. It could look like she hadn't given birth at all.

Huo Yuan and Mo Yun Jing both looked at An Xue Tang, An Xue Tang nodded slightly and continued:

"What I said isn't improbable, especially since my mother passed away just after giving birth. The impurities in her body hadn't even been dealt with yet, so it seems highly possible that she gave birth to the child."

She walked up to the skeleton, looked at it thoughtfully, and then raised her head to look at the beggar.

"But I'm curious, Master Zhiyuan, how did you determine this was the child in Empress Dowager's womb And who is this 'person' you mentioned earlier Are they trustworthy"

She's just stating a possibility, but as she wasn't involved, she can't confirm whether or not Mo Yun Jing's mother was carrying a child back then.

And this skeleton, was it really the sibling of Mo Yunjing She couldn't be sure.

The 化緣 god's thoughts stirred, and after a moment of silence, he turned to Mo Yunjing. "The person I mentioned... the King of Beijang, you should have some impression of him."

Mo Yunjing pursed her lips. "Who is it"

"You are her wet nurse."

“...”

Mo Yunjing's body stiffened, he suddenly raised his head, his brows furrowed, "Who"

It's obvious, he is unbelievable.

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