Chapter 489: Who Could It Be?

earn about it specially. As long as she wanted to know something, Ning'er would explain it to her.After hearing Ning'er's explanation, An Xue Tang nodded slightly, "So it was Xiao Junzhu, but...what i...Mo Yunjing clenched his fists, his hands bulging with veins, "Yes, her body is no longer in the Imperial Mausoleum."

Huaiyuan was shocked for a moment, then shook his head solemnly and explained:

"As for this matter, I truly don't know. When I was searching for this child, I learned that the Empress Dowager had been buried in the Imperial Mausoleum. Therefore, these past years, I have always believed that the Empress Dowager was buried within the Imperial Mausoleum."

Mo Yunjing's eyes grew colder and colder. He had thought that his mother concubine's missing corpse might also be an agreement between her and the wandering master.

He once thought her body wasn't in the imperial mausoleum simply because she didn't want to be buried with the emperor.

But now it seems, things are not as simple as he thought.

Who stole her body Perhaps that letter holds the answer.

Could the person she wrote to be the one who moved her body from the Imperial Tomb

But who could that person be The imperial mausoleum is guarded so heavily, how could that person have gotten in to open the tomb and steal the body without alerting anyone

Mo Yunjing stood there in thought for a moment, then put the matter aside. He walked step by step to the skeleton and stared at it with his cold, abyss-like eyes. His indifferent voice suddenly spoke:

"Where did you find her bones"

Hua Yuan let out a soft sigh, knowing that Mo Yun Jing would ask this question. At this moment, he handed him the slip of paper with the address already written on it:

"This is the specific location, there's also a map here, this poor monk has already marked the location. If you have time, you can also go and take a look. There's also a simple grave built for her by that couple over there."

Mò Yúnjǐng pursed his lips, he took the note and map, opened them to glance over before putting them away.

He looked at An Xue Tang, his voice low and gravelly, "Tangtang, do you have a way to prove that this skeleton is the child born by Mother"

"An Xuetang shook her head helplessly, "Ajing, I'm sorry, this... there's nothing I can do. Under these circumstances, I really can't prove that she's your sister."

This was ancient times, there were no sophisticated medical instruments here, she was truly helpless.

In ancient times, wanting to do what is called a paternity test was harder than reaching the sky.

Mò Yúnjǐng's eyes darkened, An Xuetang pursed her lips, knowing he was hurting, but she still approached the skeleton and pointed out certain details on it:

"Ajing, look at her nose. It's clearly deformed. I guess someone must have squeezed it hard, causing this. And her limbs... they were also broken alive."

Speaking of this, An Xue Tang couldn't help but sob. This was just a baby; those people could have just killed her, why did they have to torture her so cruelly before killing her They even snapped her limbs.

But he's just a baby. What deep grudge could the person who did this have against him

Mo Yunjing's eyes grew increasingly dark, his fists clenching tightly. An Xuetang cautiously glanced at him, but ultimately remained silent.

To be honest, at this juncture, she didn't know what comforting words to say because she knew deep down that no matter what she said right now, Mo Yunjing's heart wouldn't feel any better.

So, it's better to let him digest it himself.

The room fell silent for an unknown amount of time until Mo Yunjing came to his senses. He looked at Huayuan Fangzhang with emotionless eyes:

Why not let her rest in peace

The monk clasped his hands together and slowly explained, "This poor monk has performed the rituals for her release from suffering for seven times forty-nine days. Yesterday, this poor monk was about to send her to rest in peace, but I thought of your arrival, Your Majesty of the Northern Frontier. This poor monk believes that you would like to see her one last time."

When the Abbot Zhihua explained, both Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang also saw everything in the secret room. The offerings were still neatly arranged on the table.

Mo Yunjing clenched his fists slightly, his deep eyes fixed on the skeleton and the pink jade pendant on it.

He didn't know what he was thinking, but he lifted his eyes to glance at the hanging portrait and then lowered them to look at the jade pendant on the skeleton.

Hesitantly, Mo Yunjing reached out and took the pink jade pendant in his hand.

He scrutinized the jade pendant carefully, and after a moment he suddenly tore off a piece of his sleeve to wrap it up, then tucked it into his waist.

An Xuetang blinked, though a little confused she didn't say anything.

At this moment, Mo Yunjing personally wrapped the white bone in a pink cloth.

Seeing his movements were a bit clumsy, An Xue Tang reached out and placed her hand on the back of his hand, her voice soft as she said, "A Jing, let me do it."

Mo Yunjing glanced at her, nodded slightly, then withdrew his hand and stood aside.

An Xuetang wrapped the bones carefully, then held them gently. She glanced at Mo Yunjing and Huayuan, "Shall we give her a proper burial"

This must be Mo Yunjing's younger sister. Hua Yuan subconsciously looked at Mo Yunjing, wondering if they should bury her now. The decision ultimately rested with Mo Yunjing.

Mo Yunjing's deep eyes swept across An Xuetang's pink bundle in her arms, and he calmly hummed.

Thus, the three of them left the secret room with the white bones and went straight to a treasure trove on the back mountain.

This piece of geomantic treasure was chosen by the former abbot during his alms round, and both Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang had no objections.

The infant's bones were thus simply interred by the three of them. By the time they had finished, the sky was beginning to lighten. all covered in blood.But Mo Junyi didn't dislike them at all. He crouched down beside them and reached out to stroke the tigers.Bidding them farewell, he was more reluctant than anyone else. These ti...