Chapter 1925: Could She Not Be Dead?

of the Anle Hou Mansion to return to the capital for official positions.The second imperial edict instructed the Anle Marquis' Mansion to prepare for the princess's marriage, urging them to quickly m...In Mo Yunjing's impression, his elder brother Mo Yunchen was not an utterly foolish person.

If there wasn't enough evidence to convince him that he was the son of Yun Rui, he wouldn't have had to give up everything he already had.

...to insist on being the son of Yun Rui Shi. ...

To know that Mo Yunchen of those years was a prince deeply favored by the emperor, he was established as the crown prince at a young age and became the prince.

To have power, one must possess it. To wield influence, one must command it.

If he hadn't had enough evidence right in front of him to convince him that he was indeed Yun Rui's son, how could he possibly be willing to give up everything he already had

So he needs to know, what happened that made his elder brother so willingly fall for Yun Rui's trap.

At this moment, Mo Yunjing suddenly mentioned their mother.

Mo Yunchen was stunned for a moment, then his eyes suddenly changed, he abruptly looked up at Mo Yunjing. He didn't answer Mo Yunjing's words, instead he asked:

"A-Jing, do you still remember what our mother looked like"

Mo Yunjing frowned, clearly not understanding why he would ask such a question.

At this time, those profound eyes stared straight into Mo Yunchen's, "What does the imperial brother want to say"

At this time, Mo Yunchen didn't know what he was thinking about. A bleak smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Mother, her heart is so cruel...so cruel...she really deceived me."

Everyone: "..."

All present looked puzzled, what on earth was Mo Yunchen talking about

Mo Yunjing's brows furrowed even tighter, his hands hanging at his sides gradually clenching into fists. His unclear eyes continued to stare intently at Mo Yunchen's pale face.

Mo Yunchen let out a wry chuckle at this point, "Amn't I also her son Why Why would she do this to me"

Mo Yunchen at this moment was like talking to himself, his eyes, now crimson red, were filled with despair.

A forlorn smile still played on his face.

Seeing his appearance, Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang looked at each other, both of their brows furrowed.

It's obvious that there might be more to the story of the previous empress, and Mo Yunchen probably knows something about it.

Mo Yunjing pondered for a moment, then suddenly crouched down. His black eyes stared intently into Mo Yunchen's. "For so many years, I've been searching for my mother's whereabouts."

But no matter how I searched, I couldn't find Mother's body. Your Majesty, do you know where Mother's remains are

"Corpse" Mo Yunchen heard these two words, and his throat suddenly let out a very eerie laugh. His sinister eyes looked at Mo Yunjing, "Do you think your mother is really dead"

"!!!" Mo Yunchen's entire body seemed to be enveloped in an aura.

His sudden change of emotion and those eerie eyes sent a shiver down An Xuetang's spine.

I subconsciously took two steps back.

Feng Ming also rushed forward at this time, he grabbed An Xue Tang's hand and pulled her behind him.

When the topic turned to the late Empress's body, Mo Yunchen's emotions shifted rapidly and in a very peculiar way.

His expression right now is creepy, like something's seriously off about him.

Mò Yún Jǐng's dark and profound eyes flashed a hint of surprise, gradually becoming colder as he stared straight at Mò Yún Chén. "Brother Huang, what do you know Mother hasn't passed away"

hehehe...

Mo Yunchen's laughter grew even more eerie now, his eyes turning an unnatural crimson. Suddenly, blood tears streamed from his eyes.

"!" An Xuetang witnessed this scene with her own eyes and instantly widened her eyes in disbelief.

What the heck...what's going on here

She had never seen such a strange sight.

At this moment, Mo Yunchen did not respond to Mo Yunjing's words, but suddenly approached him.

Feng Ming then didn't know what he was thinking, his face changed, "Mo Yun Jing quickly retreat!"

After bellowing that sentence, the moment Mo Yunjing quickly got up, Feng Ming had already rushed over. He swiftly drew his sword from his waist and, without a word, plunged it into Mo Yunchen's chest, piercing his heart with force.

Cut to the chase, Mo Yunchen.

After drawing his sword, Feng Ming did not relax but immediately pulled out a bottle from his person.

There was white powder in the bottle, and he immediately sprinkled it into Mo Yunchen's eyes as soon as he opened it.

Mo Yunjing had already gotten up and protected An Xuetang behind him before he even made his move. The two of them just watched everything Feng Ming did.

Not until Feng Ming had scattered the entire bottle of white powder into Mo Yunchen's eyes did he look towards the Xumintang brothers standing not far away, and coldly said, "Quickly carry him down and burn him."

Dr. Liu was also staring with wide eyes, obviously not understanding why Mo Yunchen had suddenly become like that.

Feng Ming walked up to him at that time and removed the spell from his throat.

Dr. Liu, having gained his freedom, still seemed dazed. He muttered to himself, "Could it be... could she not be dead"

Who is he or she referring to An Xuetang and others couldn't figure it out.

As for Mo Yunjing, he seemed to have thought of something, a possibility perhaps. His usually cold eyes gradually took on an obscure and unclear emotion.

He clenched his fists and glared at Dr. Liu, "Are you talking about my mother"

Doctor Liu did not respond to Mo Yunjing's words immediately. He was still staring blankly at the place where Mo Yunchen had just lain.

I don't know how long it took, but Liu the doctor, suddenly enlightened, burst into laughter. "Hahaha, retribution...retribution!"

"Goodness gracious!"

Everyone present was left wondering what he meant by that.

What he said about retribution, was it aimed at someone in particular

And Liu, the doctor, clearly had no intention of explaining. After laughing his fill, he gave Mo Yunjing a deeply meaningful look.were very swift.Mo Yunjing hadn't even had time to make a move, when he picked up the broken sword on the ground. Without saying a word, he lunged at himself with it.Mò Yún Jǐng's sharp eyes narrowed...