Now she just suspects that the relationship between the emperor and Mo Yunchen may not be a father-son relationship, but in this era, she has no way to do paternity tests for the emperor and Mo Yunchen.

If she had a way, her Ajing would not have been in such a difficult situation. If she had a way, she would have done a paternity test for the dog emperor and Mo Yunchen, and all the root problems would be solved.

At this time, Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang stared at the beauty in the portrait.

The emotions in Mo Yunjing's eyes were a little complicated, and An Xuetang only prayed in her heart that she only hoped that this beauty would never disappoint her A Jing. After all, A Jing trusted her unconditionally for so long.

But staring at the portrait of the beauty, An Xuetang widened her eyes incredibly in the second. The beauty in the portrait...

The beauty in the portrait not only looks very similar to her Ajing... the beauty is also very similar to that Bai Feng.

An Xuetang looked at it carefully and was shocked. The beauty and Bai Feng's eyes were exactly the same! It was not an exaggeration to say that it was carved out in the same mold.

They all knew that Bai Feng and Mo Yunjing looked particularly similar, but now she saw this portrait again, she really didn't know what to react in her heart.

It looks so similar. Bai Feng looks so similar to the beauty in this portrait!!

An Xuetang looked at Mo Yunjing. He had also seen Bai Feng's name. I think he had discovered this problem.

But he didn't react at all?

An Xuetang pulled his big palm, and Mo Yunjing turned his head to look at her without saying a word.

An Xuetang was silent, and finally couldn't help asking, "A Jing, did you... see?"

Mo Yunjing knew what she was asking, and nodded slightly and nodded faintly.

It is precisely because he knows too many things and has too many uncertain factors in his heart that his previous unconditional belief in his mother's mother changed.

An Xuetang knew that he must be feeling bad at this moment, so he held his big palm tightly:

"A Jing, no matter what happens, you will always have me around you, and Ziling. No matter what the situation is, he is your royal brother. It is not fake that he used to protect you, so don't think too much, okay?"

An Xuetang didn't know how to coax people, so she could only try to speak to him in a gentle tone.

Mo Yunjing held her little hand tightly with his backhand. He felt extremely glad that there was another her beside him.

An Xuetang stared at the person in the portrait and sighed in her heart. Things are getting more and more difficult now. There have been so many things happening during this period. One big thing begins to surface. She feels that there are eyes silently watching all this behind her back.

Now everything they dug out seems to be under the man's calculations.

I used to suspect that Mo Yunjing was not the emperor's child, but now I found that the man who is most likely not the emperor's son was actually the prince Mo Yunchen.

Moreover, Bai Feng, the palace lord of the White Light Palace, suddenly appeared, looked so similar to Mo Yunjing and the woman in the portrait. What kind of connection does he have with Mo Yunjing and the woman in the portrait? Is there any so-called blood relationship between them?

These questions surrounded An Xuetang's mind. She only felt that this matter was becoming increasingly difficult. She could not think of what big secret was hidden behind it.

...

Listening to An Xuetang's deliberate lowering voice and seeing the care in her eyes, Mo Yunjing suddenly hugged An Xuetang into his arms. He hugged her hard, as if he was afraid that she would disappear suddenly.

An Xuetang was so painful that he was hugged by him, but now he knew that he was feeling uncomfortable and did not push him away, so he just let him hold him.

The two of them didn't know how long they had hugged, but at this moment, a figure suddenly flashed at the door. Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang teleported and narrowed their eyes, and they became alert.

An Xuetang pushed Mo Yunjing away, and the two of them looked at each other and hurriedly got up, and rushed out of the door at the same time.

The little monk Ankang who was originally guarding the door had fallen at the door now and fainted.

An Xuetang's face changed and she hurried over. She turned her head and looked at Mo Yunjing, "Ajing, go chase me, I'll stay and look at Ankang Xiaotuanzi."

"good."

Mo Yunjing looked at the room thoughtfully. His eyes were deep and he didn't know what he was thinking, and then he followed the figure to leave.

An Xuetang squatted in front of Ankang, "Little Tuanzi? Xiao Tuanzi, wake up."

She patted Xiao Tuanzi's face. Xiao Tuanzi was no longer aware. She touched Xiao Tuanzi's neck. His vital signs were still stable, so she picked Xiao Tuanzi up.

She was about to carry him into the room and find a way to wake him up, but at this moment, several monks hurried over.

One of the monks bowed to An Xuetang, "Female donor, give Ankang to me."

An Xuetang looked down at the little Tuanzi in his arms. Seeing that he had just fainted and was not in danger of his life, he gave the little Tuanzi to the monks at this moment.

After the monks left with Xiaotuanzi, An Xuetang changed her face instantly.

Because she had heard the movement in the room, she heard the movement inside for a moment, and suddenly kicked open the door and rushed in.

A man in black was fighting with Eleven inside. The moment An Xuetang rushed in, the man in black subconsciously looked up.

Eleven then drew his sword and almost stabbed the man in the arm. The man took two steps back, and then he turned around and ran towards the hanging portrait.

When An Xuetang saw his movement, she knew what he wanted to do. When she wanted to rush over to protect the portrait, a figure flew past her.

It’s Mo Yunjing, Mo Yunjing is back.

I saw Mo Yunjing quickly blocking the man and fighting with him.

The room was in a mess in an instant. They used internal force to fight, and everything could be destroyed in the air.

An Xuetang was not idle at this moment, so she quickly ran to the portrait and took it down while they were fighting.

She rolled up the portrait and hugged it carefully in her arms. After all, it was a portrait of Mo Yunjing's mother, and An Xuetang took it seriously.

An Xuetang thought that this person was obviously coming for this portrait, maybe this portrait has any important significance.

Sure enough, when the man saw the portrait being held in his arms by An Xuetang, his sharp eyes glanced at An Xuetang, and then tried his best to deal with Mo Yunjing and Eleven.

This man's martial arts skills are very good, but Mo Yunjing and Eleven combined quickly made him feel troubled. He knew that he would not be able to leave today if he didn't leave him!

At this moment, he narrowed his eyes thoughtfully at An Xuetang, and then tried his best to exert his hand at An Xuetang.
Chapter completed!