ng slowly opened his eyes, his deep-filled eyes falling on her face. He said softly, "This husband has never said that he fell asleep.""You have a sharp tongue."Mo Yunjing smiled, reaching out to gent...Mo Yunjing smiled, "There's no right or wrong. I prefer the genuine An Xue Tang, the one who doesn't put everything and everyone in her eyes."

Upon hearing this, An Xuetang chuckled softly, "A-Jing, I understand what you mean, but there's one thing you said wrong."

Mo Yunjing raised an eyebrow slightly, "Hmm"

"My heart and my eyes are all about you, so what you said about not putting everything and everyone in your heart is not right, Ajing. You need to know that anything and everything about you, I will keep it here."

As they spoke, An Xuetang reached out and covered her chest with her hand. Her large, round eyes blinked rapidly, looking both earnest and incredibly adorable.

Mo Yunjing only felt a tightness in his chest. Such a woman, how could he not love her

His increasingly profound eyes gazed at her, full of affection.

They looked at each other in silence for a moment, then burst into laughter all of a sudden.

Next, An Xue Tang no longer stopped Mo Yun Jing from pressing her calves, enjoying his 'service'.

But her hands weren't idle either. While Mo Yunjing was getting a massage for his calves from her, she slightly bent over to give him a shoulder massage.

The two stayed silently in the room until Ning'er said that the bathwater was ready. Only then did An Xuetang tell Mo Yunjing to stop.

After Ning'er had prepared the hot water, An Xuetang went to wash first. When she came out, she saw this pleasing sight.

At this very moment, Mo Yunjing was sitting in a chair. His posture wasn't as upright and formal as it was when he was in front of others. He was leaning back against the backrest, flipping through a bamboo scroll in his hand with an air of indifference.

Hearing the sound of her coming out, he slightly raised his head to see that her long hair was still dripping with water, causing his sword eyebrows to furrow slightly.

The next moment, he hurriedly put down the bamboo book in his hand, got up and walked towards An Xue Tang, "Why don't you wipe your hair dry It's cold now, and it's easy to catch a cold."

As he spoke, he took the towel from her head and gently wiped her face.

Then he pulled her to a chair and had her sit down, continuing to wipe the damp strands of hair from her face.

His gentle look touched An Xuetang's heart, making her feel incredibly happy. Such a him was hard not to fall in love with.

At this moment, An Xue Tang did not speak to break the peace between them. She just smiled at the corner of her mouth, enjoying his tenderness that belonged solely to her with glee.

Looking at him, countless stars seemed to shine in her eyes. Mo Yunjing's Adam's apple twitched, and after a moment of silence, he finally couldn't bear her scorching gaze, saying abruptly:

"Sugar, if you keep looking at me like that, I won't be polite."

Logically, hearing her own husband's voice so restrained and unusually hoarse, a normal wife could guess what it meant. However, An Xuetang was so clueless that she blurted out:

"Ajing, how can you be so rude to me I haven't done anything wrong to you, why are you being so unkind"

" "

Her innocent big eyes, Mo Yun Jing helplessly smiled and shook his head slightly, "Wait a moment... you'll know later."

"Um Why wait a while longer Just say it now. I, An Xue Tang, swear to you, I haven't done anything wrong. I haven't done anything to hurt you."

Mo Yunjing didn't know whether to say she was naive, or simply adorable. At this moment, he resisted the urge to scoop her up and put her straight on the bed.

He carefully dried her hair slowly and then stood up.

"You rub it some more, I'll go wash up first."

"Okay, go ahead."

Although An Xuetang obediently took the towel from him, she didn't intend to continue drying her hair. Seeing Mo Yunjing's slightly anxious steps into the washroom, she instantly covered her mouth and giggled.

She's not a three-year-old child. She was just pretending to be naive with Mo Yunjing just now. There's no way she doesn't know what he meant!

Last night, so many things happened at the temple. Neither of them had the heart for it anymore. Now they're back home.

This 'home' was still decorated according to Mo Yun Jing's preferences. The emotions in her heart, if she didn't express them through action, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to say them!

After laughing, An Xue Tang noticed the portrait on the table. Only then did she suddenly remember that she had received Mo Yun Jing's mother's portrait, but she hadn't studied it properly yet.

What secrets does this portrait hide, she needs to study it carefully.

Thinking this, An Xuetang placed the towel in her hand aside and then opened the portrait, laying it out on the large table.

I have to admit, the woman in the portrait is very beautiful. Her features are well-proportioned and delicate, almost to the point of envy.

An Xuetang sighed in her heart, Mo Yunjing's biological mother was no wonder that she could make the emperor who had seen countless people fall in love with her uncontrollably.

She had been empress for so many years and managed to push her son, Mo Yunchen, onto the throne of the crown prince. Even after the emperor discovered her "unseemly deeds," she was not deposed. This shows how terrifying her schemes and cunning are.

Thinking of this, An Xue Tang couldn't help but feel a bit wistful. This Mo Yun Jing's mother, in terms of character, appearance, methods and schemes, was all top-notch. Could such a person really have been "forced" by someone at Jinchuan Temple

How could someone so intelligent be fooled so easily

Or is it that she volunteered for this whole thing from the beginning!

If she did it willingly, what kind of man could make her go to such lengths

... not even sparing her own position as the Empress, second only to the emperor, and disregarding the future of her two sons ...

If she truly was willing, why would she tell Master Huayan that she was 'forced'

To what extent can we believe the words spoken by Master Huayan

And the child she carried, since she knew that child was not the emperor's, why did she give birth to a strong and rebellious child

Given her power and influence at the time, she could have easily gotten rid of the child without anyone noticing. So why did she choose to keep him

How could that child be so important to her To the point of giving up her life to have her

Who on earth disabled the child's legs and arms before killing them

All the answers were like a thick fog, An Xuetang had tried her best to peel them away layer by layer, but she still found that there was still fog ahead. She and Mo Yunjing couldn't get out no matter what.

With a puzzled expression, An Xuetang picked up the portrait and studied it carefully, hoping to glean some useful information from it.

Meanwhile, in a nondescript courtyard within the imperial palace, two people were rolling on the bed, drenched in sweat, their lovemaking passionate and unrestrained!

Such 'exercise' didn't know how long it lasted before stopping. After everything returned to calm, the woman rolled over and lay beside him, her head resting against his chest, one hand playing with his big palm, a satisfied smile curving her lips.ed as he picked up his chopsticks. The chicken wing he had just picked up fell to the plate.He cautiously raised his head to glance at Feng Ming, seeing him about to lift his bowl again. He quickly sp...