Chapter 573 The Child in Her Belly, She Liked It?

s was all she could do.She didn't waste time and directly gave Yunliu a look of an old woman. There was an unusually ugly scar on her face, which was shocking and somewhat disgusting to look at.After...Mo Yunchen's brows furrowed. This 'Cao Gonggong' wasn't actually an eunuch

Then who is he Why does he have the same face as Cao Gonggong

At this time, An Xuetang patted Mo Yunjing's hand and softly said, "Ajing, can you let go of me"

Mo Yunjing narrowed his eyes, letting go of her, but still whispered meaningfully in her ear, "Tangtang, you better think of an excuse quickly, or when we get back to the room and I ask you questions, you... will have a hard time."

"..." Let me know if you'd like me to translate anything else!

Well, well, well. This man dares to threaten her How audacious!

However, with so many people here and matters that need attending to, she won't hold it against him for now.

Mo Yunchen stared intently at the 'Cao Gonggong', and after a moment, he spoke, "Who are you"

This person kept his mouth shut, just giving Mo Yunchen a cold look before lowering his head again. He looked like he was saying, "Kill me if you want, spare me if you want, I'm not saying anything."

"An Xue Tang narrowed her eyes slightly, "The reason you didn't recognize him is because of this face that resembles Cao Gonggong so closely. If I'm not mistaken, this man is Cao Gonggong's twin brother, which is why they look exactly alike."

As soon as An Xue Tang heard this, she immediately guessed. There was a momentary surprise on the man's face, but in the end, he was a dying man. His family was still being held hostage. Even if he wanted to say something at this time, he couldn't.

So he just remained silent. In fact, both Mo Yunchen and Mo Yunjing knew exactly who this person was. Besides their father, who was obsessed with killing Mo Yunchen, who else could it be

Mo Yunchen seemed to have come to understand the situation now. He simply asked, "Where's Cao Gonggong Since you impersonated him, is he alive or dead"

When mentioning Cao Gonggong, the man's eyes seemed vacant, and he mumbled indistinctly, "He died."

As expected, Mo Yunchen closed his eyes and sighed inwardly, “Ajing, let’s just leave it to you.”

Mo Yunjing glanced at Yun Si, who immediately nodded and then escorted the person away.

At the sight of the mess in the house, Yun Liu also quickly had someone come to clean it up.

Not long after, only Mo Yunchen, Mo Yunjing, and An Xuetang remained in the house.

Mo Yunchen looked at An Xuetang and spoke sincerely, "Sister-in-law, thank you."

An Xuetang nodded slightly, "You're welcome."

Mo Yunjing's lips curled into a faint smile, and he dotingly raised his hand to ruffle An Xuetang's head.

Mo Yunchen saw all of this, a hint of worry in his eyes. Love, this thing, for thousands of years, no one has been able to understand it, nor has anyone been able to escape its shackles.

Now Mo Yunjing is caught in this thing, bound by it, and doesn't know whether it will be good or bad for him in the future.

"Ajing, are you busy today I have something to tell you."

Isn't this just asking An Xuetang to leave them some space

An Xuetang glanced at Mo Yunjing and said, “A-Jing, you chat with your brother first. Today Yun Si said he wants to show me the accounts of the house, so I'll go find him first.”

Mo Yunjing gently stroked her head. Seeing that she was still wearing the wooden hairpin he had made, he raised his lips slightly, "Alright, let Ning'er accompany you to choose some jewelry. The ones I picked out, you don't like"

"I like it, but I prefer the one you made for me personally."

"...."

Hearing that Mo Yunjing had actually personally made a hairpin for An Xuetang, Mo Yunchen pursed his lips and frowned slightly, clearly disapproving of Mo Yunjing's actions.

He cleared his throat at this moment, and An Xue Tang instantly came back to her senses. She seemed to shouldn't have said these things in front of Mo Yun Chen, a man with such a strong sense of superiority.

She gently tugged on Mo Yunjing's sleeve, "A-Jing, I'm leaving."

"Hmm."

After An Xuetang left, Mo Yunchen let out a light cough, "A-Jing, you mustn't forget your identity. You are a prince, how can you do such vulgar things for a woman"

Mo Yunjing didn't seem to think much of it. He didn't respond to the topic, but instead asked, "What do you want to tell me, brother"

Mo Yunchen saw that he was avoiding the question, and he sighed, but he didn't dwell on it. He changed the subject, "What's going on with your father"

"Who is Your Majesty referring to"

"Father was practically eager to kill us both before. Now he's acting so indecisive towards you. Has something happened recently"

Mo Yunjing fell silent for a moment before asking, "Brother Emperor, how well do you know Mother"

When Mo Yunjing suddenly mentioned their deceased mother, Mo Yunchen's eyes darkened. "Our mother wasn't happy in the palace all her life. She was like a golden canary trapped in a cage, lonely every day, but luckily she had us. In my memory, our mother only smiled when she saw us."

Mo Yunjing pulled over a chair and sat before Mo Yunchen, "Mother did she mention anything to Eldest Brother when she was carrying her third child"

Mò Yún Chén's heart tightened. He felt that Mò Yún Jǐng's words held a hidden meaning, " Jǐng, what do you mean by that Have you discovered something What does father's current actions have to do with mother"

Mo Yunjing wouldn't tell Mo Yunchen anything uncertain until she figured out the truth. So, she calmly shook her head at this moment:

"There were no findings, but now that I think about it, there may have been many hidden truths to what happened back then. Since you saw Mother more often than I did after she was sent to the Cold Palace, do you remember anything unusual about her time there"

Mo Yunchen frowned and thought seriously, "Although my mother was sent to the cold palace back then, the smile on her face was obviously more frequent than before."

"Does she like the baby in her tummy"

"Of course, I have the same expectations for this child as a mother would. For her sake, every nutritious soup I send her, she drinks in front of me. **She devours it,** I'd say. She is very careful with this child, protecting her day and night. Every meal, she tastes it first, afraid that someone might try to harm the child."

Mo Yunjing pursed his lips, his eyes darkening. Who was that child Knowing it wasn't the father king's, his mother still protected him so fiercely.

She must have poisoned herself to protect her father. Who is the child she was willing to die for

Is she the one who wrote the letter But who is she writing to Wasn't her fiancé before entering the palace Dr. Liu

The handwriting in the letters the emperor had shown him was not Liu Daofu's.

Moreover, Dr. Liu had been working as a physician in the Beijang camp before she passed away. He had already investigated Dr. Liu's whereabouts, and it was indeed confirmed that she was in Beijang.

Who was that man at Jinchan Temple

Who killed that child again

These one by one doubts swirled in Mo Yunjing's mind, he knew that to unravel them he had to first find the person who had tried to steal his mother's portrait at Jinchuan Temple.

They want to steal the portrait, they must know something.

Mo Yunchen looked thoughtfully at Mo Yunjing, "A-Jing, what are you thinking You suddenly mentioned Mother and that child. Do you know something And is there a connection between Mother's death and Father"he old woman nodded and then pointed to An Xuetang's right, "She...should have gone that way."Wang Rui frowned and then said, "Your Highness, there's a cliff not far ahead."An Xuetang's pretty and mov...