Chapter 487: Not the Current Emperor's

saw that her young mistress finally smiled, and she immediately stood up. "Nothing... it's nothing, Mistress. I saw a very beautiful lake at the Bei Jiang Wangfu during the day, and I don't know if t...Seeing Mo Yunjing's excited expression, An Xuetang narrowed her eyes, always feeling that something might have happened to Mo Yunjing's wet nurse.

"Master Huayuan understood Mo Yunjing's shock and let out a faint sigh: "

"It's truly her, your wet nurse. It was she who sent the child out of the palace all those years ago. She should have brought the child to me, but shortly after leaving the palace, she was targeted and chased by others."

She was just an ordinary woman without any martial arts skills, so she naturally couldn't fight those mysterious people. In the end, the baby in her arms was snatched away, and she was stabbed several times. Luckily, she feigned death to escape, barely clinging to life until she found her way to me.

"But she bled too much at that time, and this poor monk was unable to save her. Based on the evidence she provided, this poor monk finally caught up with those mysterious people, but when this poor monk found them, they had already thrown the baby into the big river outside the city."

"The monk followed this river for many years before finally finding an elderly couple, who were the ones who buried the infant's corpse."

"They say that back then, a woman was washing clothes by the river alone when a piece of red cloth floated downriver. She was curious and stopped it. When she opened it, there was a baby's corpse inside."

She didn't cruelly throw the child away directly. Seeing the child pitiable, the woman took him home and buried him with her husband.

Listening to Huai Yuan's description, An Xue Tang pursed her lips in silence for a moment before suddenly raising her head to look at Huai Yuan:

"So master, how did you determine that this child is the one from the former Empress's womb"

"When the woman came to me, she told me that the child was wrapped in a red cloth. She also said that the former empress had placed a pink jade pendant on her."

Fortunately, the couple did not intend to take the jade pendant, so when I opened the museum, the jade pendant was still lying safely on the skeleton. The couple also assured me that when they took their child home, she was indeed wrapped in a fine red cloth made of high-quality material.

It was precisely because of these coincidences that he was certain this was the baby he had been searching for all along.

Mo Yunjing's ink-like eyes, deep and fathomless, stared at the white bones. He didn't move, and An Xuetang didn't know what to say.

If what the Abbot Huaiyuan said is true, then this infant's skeleton could very well be the child his mother gave birth to that year.

Huai Yuan and An Xuetang remained silent, giving Mo Yunjing ample time to process the information.

The room fell silent, the atmosphere thick with tension. No one spoke, their eyes fixed on the skeleton before them.

At last, Mo Yunjing spoke first, his probing gaze fixed on Huai Yuan. "Is it truly the king's wet nurse"

By this point, there were some things she hadn't wanted to hide from him. She nodded slightly now, "Yes, indeed, the wet nurse of both the Northern Border King and the former prince."

Mo Yunjing's eyes were deep and meaningful, staring intently at Huayuan. "This king remembers, she was already dead long ago!"

Before his wet nurse died, his imperial concubine hadn't conceived their third child yet.

That's why he was so shocked when he heard the abbot mention the wet nurse.

If the wet nurse hadn't died, why would she have been blown up She was on the same boat as his mother concubine. Her death... could it be related to his mother concubine

Thinking about this, Mo Yunjing's brow furrowed even tighter. Deep down, he understood that the truth that awaited him next would likely be unbearable.

As expected, the Abbot Huaiyuan's murky eyes fixed on the white bones, and he spoke slowly, "King of Beijang, do you know how your wet nurse and the former prince's wet nurse died all those years ago"

Mòyúnjǐng furrowed his brows, the line of his jaw tightening. He remained silent for a moment:

She and the King's wet nurse came to the temple to pray for blessings. In order to pick wildflowers for the King's wet nurse, she fell off a cliff.

"...."

An Xuetang narrowed her eyes slightly. This reason for "gone"... Now it sounded rather far-fetched.

Back then, Mo Yunjing's biological mother was an empress after all, so when she left the palace, there must have been a bunch of skilled Jin Yi Wei guards following her.milies' sons your age already have children five or six years old. You can't delay any longer."The main concern is that he won't live past his thirties. He hasn't even settled down yet, so how will he...