button the outer garment on her body and said softly, "It's hot inside, isn't it""..."Oh, so she was just afraid of getting hot.An Xue Tang only felt that she had made a big red face, and now her face...Mo Yun Jing's gaze, as cold and deep as the abyss, fixed on Master Huayuan. "What exactly happened Did something unspeakable occur here to my mother back then"
The begging monk no longer hid the truth, and with a slight nod, he said, "Back then, when the former empress was praying for blessings in the temple, someone broke into her room."
"...."
An Xuetang's mouth opened slightly in surprise, so this meant that the previous Empress had actually been...
Mo Yunjing's face also changed.
Only listening to Huayuan continue, "Back then, this monk was also inconceivable and couldn't understand why that person, after deceiving the former empress, the former empress didn't resist. And that person trespassed into the former empress's chamber more than once."
"The poor monk speculates...the late Empress must have known that man, or he might have had some leverage over her, which is why she repeatedly allowed him to run amok."
“The Emperor and the imperial physicians were not mistaken. The child in the late Empress’s womb was indeed conceived at the temple. This is what the late Empress herself told me. The child in her womb did not belong to the current emperor.”
"!!"
An Xuetang clenched her hands tightly. Her tender eyes looked at Mo Yunjing, his expression indifferent. She couldn't figure out what he was feeling right now either.
But she found it hard to accept what the Master of Alms said, let alone Mo Yunjing. After all, the protagonist of the story was her own mother.
When the former empress discovered she was pregnant, she came to see me,
She also gave me this portrait at that time. "
"The monk does not know why she could calculate what would happen today, but she said that the person who was destined to get the painting today would wear a purple robe."
An Xuetang was shocked and immediately looked down at her clothes. Sure enough, she was wearing a purple dress.
Many years ago, did the previous empress already know she would appear here What kind of deity is the previous empress after all
< Will there be precognition >
Mo Yunjing's deep eyes glanced at An Xuetang, then looked at Huayuan:
"What did she say about the portrait Why did she leave it behind in the first place"
"The reason behind this, I truly don't know," shook his head. "Back when I cultivated and went through a fire demon ordeal, almost losing my life, it was the former empress who appeared in time. She sought out my master promptly, which saved my life. So she has a debt of gratitude to me. Anything she asks me to do, I will fulfill. If there are things she doesn't want to say, naturally, I won't pry."
"The matter of the late Empress's pregnancy in the temple was known only to this poor monk and her personal maid, who was also the wet nurse of Your Majesty and the former Crown Prince."
“The death of that maidservant was also part of the former Empress’s plan. The maidservant later stayed by the former Empress’s side, but she always wore a human skin mask. That mask was a gift from this poor monk.”
An Xuetang pursed her lips, thought for a moment then suddenly said, "Could it be that Mother Concubine asked the wet nurse to be killed just so that one day, she could take the child out of the palace"
Hua Yuan nodded slightly, "That's right. The late Empress had her killed precisely for this reason, to wait until the day of her delivery and send out the child."
As soon as Master Huaiyuan finished speaking, An Xuetang's eyes widened involuntarily. "Then... could it be that Mother's death was also within her calculations Or could it be that Mother didn't die from complications during childbirth, and her death might also be part of her plan"
I have to say, An Xue Tang is telling the truth!
An Xue Tang didn't think too much about it. She just found some things arranged by the previous empress strange, like why she had to give her own portrait, painted by herself, to the wandering monk before returning to the palace
As for the wet nurse, she had her killed off beforehand, all so that one day she could send the child out of the palace.
Then she just died in childbirth
Thinking about it carefully, her death was probably part of her plan all along. She knew she couldn't raise the child herself, so from the beginning, she had intended to have someone send the child out of the palace.
But why would she seek death
Since she was found to be pregnant in the temple, she could have stayed there for a few more days and aborted the child.
But she ultimately saved the child and, to ensure her a peaceful life, made plans for her early on.
An Xuetang thought more and more that she felt her brain wasn't enough. She raised her hand to rub her temples, this matter was becoming increasingly difficult.
Just then, Mo Yunjing's icy voice suddenly rang out, "The wet nurse took the child out of the palace that year. If she hadn't encountered a pursuit, her purpose was to bring the child to you"
Huai Yuan nodded slightly, "That's right. The only two things the late Empress entrusted to this monk were: one, to keep the portrait until someone destined came looking for it, and two, to find a normal family for the child, so she could live an ordinary life."
It's a pity that the child didn't have time to see more of the world before being killed.
All she could say was that this was her fate.
Hearing this, An Xuetang felt even more certain that Mo Yunjing's mother must have been the one she had sought out to be killed. She had arranged everything, and it was likely that her death in childbirth was also her doing.
But why would she seek death
An Xuetang looked at Mo Yunjing carefully. She knew that he must be very uncomfortable right now, but she didn't know how to comfort him.
All three fell silent for a moment. Mo Yunjing's sharp eyes fixed on Huayuan, "Do you know about the missing body"
The monk furrowed his brows and shook his head, saying, "I don't know, Your Majesty. The former empress's body is gone"n the room, raising his hand to rub his temples. His headache was starting again, more frequent lately. Some things needed to be resolved soon, or he feared he wouldn't have time.Recalling that nightm...