Chapter 831 Internal Injuries Worsen

him. As if they had rehearsed it, they all immediately turned back and resumed watching the situation below the mountain....and wouldn't pull Yun Si aside to give him a simple explanation, "They are t...>

When that person was mentioned, Mo Yunjing's eyes darkened, and he fell silent for a moment before slowly speaking.

He had just sneaked into the man's room. Perhaps the man was too arrogant, thinking that Mo Yunjing, in his current state, wouldn't have a chance to get in.

And this girl, An Xue Tang, didn't have any martial arts skills at all. It was impossible for her to defeat the person guarding his courtyard, let alone break into his room. That's why he was so relaxed; there was nothing in his room that he had hidden intentionally. So when Mo Yun Jing snuck in, he easily found the item representing the prince.

Of course, he couldn't determine that the person was the former Crown Prince just from one thing. When he suddenly called out to him as "Uncle Emperor," it was merely a test.

However, judging from his reaction, he was right. The man was indeed aiming for the prince, Yun Rui. He wasn't wrong calling him "Uncle Emperor."

Knowing that person's identity, An Xuetang frowned. "Could he be the one the emperor has always been wary of Could recent events in the palace be related to him"

An Xuetang only suddenly recalled, after all, those who could have a deep hatred for the emperor, estimated that it was Yun Rui Shi this kind, once wanted to be killed by the emperor but ultimately did not die.

Moreover, in a strict sense, for Yun Rui Shi, the current emperor is his father-killer, brother-killer, and mother-killer enemy, so he would not be surprised by anything heinous he could do to the emperor.

Mo Yunjing's dark and profound eyes surged like waves, one couldn't tell what he was thinking. After a moment of silence, he retracted his thoughts and looked at An Xuetang, saying, "Are you really alright"

An Xuetang curved her lips into a smile and tilted her head to look at his eyes, "Naturally nothing's wrong, A Jing. Do I look like I have something on my mind"

Mo Yunjing's brows remained tightly furrowed. His piercing black eyes locked onto hers, as if scrutinizing whether she was telling the truth.

His obsidian eyes, every time they stared at her like this, made her feel as if all her little secrets were laid bare before him.

But right now, no matter how hard he stared at her, no matter how uneasy she felt under his gaze, she still managed to keep a calm and composed expression on her face as she said, "Ajing, if you keep looking at me like that, I'm afraid I'll have to eat you alive here."

"... "

Mo Yunjing suddenly curled his lips, obviously amused by her ability to still make jokes at this time.

To prevent him from caring too much about this, she lowered her head and continued, "By the way, what about that woman Ajing has always wanted to find out who she is. Have you had some thoughts"

When the woman was mentioned, Mo Yunjing's eyes instantly dimmed, becoming desolate and gloomy to an unfathomable depth, as if even the brightest and most passionate sunlight couldn't penetrate his gaze.

An Xuetang was not in a hurry to get his answer, and the two just waited silently.

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Yun Jing finally spoke, “The feeling I had when I saw her was just like seeing my mother.”

His voice was very low, so low that you couldn't tell what mood he was in when he said it.

An Xuetang was stunned by his words, and it took her a while to come back to her senses. She looked at Mo Yunjing with some bewilderment and said seriously:

But she didn't look like her mother at all. I checked carefully, there was no birthmark on the back of her neck, and there wasn't a so-called human skin mask on her face.

"So, I can't be sure she's my mother. And back then... I saw my mother's cold body with my own eyes, touched it with my own hands."

That was why he kept questioning Yunrui, trying to find some confirmation from him, proving that she was his biological mother.

Unfortunately, the person's performance was confusing and he still couldn't make a judgment. However, the urge within him was like nothing he had ever experienced before.

For some reason, from the moment he lay there, he felt as if there was a very familiar person beside him. Until he saw her, his mind kept hearing a voice, as if it had been talking to him all along, saying, "The person lying down is your mother."

He was naturally cold and aloof, never believing in ghosts or gods, nor any of the demons and monsters in this world. But after meeting An Xuetang, he believed five points. Now, seeing that person again, he wanted to believe another five points.

He wasn't sure, nor did he dare to think about it, for he wouldn't allow himself to harbor such complex expectations.

Seeing this expression of his, An Xue Tang knew exactly what was going on in Mo Yun Jing's mind. It was her beloved, right beside her. At this moment, she didn't say a word, just reached out and touched his face, saying:

"Since we don't know if she really is, let's find a way to save her. As long as we get her out, the question of whether she is or not will naturally be solved. However, Ah Jing, your internal injury has worsened. Rest first and don't think about it, or I'll really be angry."

Mò Yúnjǐng's black eyes grew even deeper, staring at her for a moment before reaching out to brush the stray hair from her forehead. He murmured softly, "Hmm."

An Xuetang pursed her lips and looked at him, her expression gentle. But the moment she heard what Yun Rui said, her eyes instantly turned cold.An Xuetang's side, no longer attempting to intervene.Bai Feng had already withdrawn his hand the moment An Xue Tang rushed at him. He stopped an arm's length away from her, his gaze unreservedly scan...