Chapter 462 Suspicion Falls on Him

y struck An Xuetang with a palm, and her pupils began to focus, no longer with that hollow feeling.Now Wang Rui finally believed it, this woman was truly acting!He rushed forward and fought the woman,...This man in black had incredibly strong inner strength. An Xue Tang narrowed her eyes, seeing him make a move against her, she quickly hugged the portrait and ducked to the side. This person didn't seem to want to kill her directly either, An Xue Tang didn't feel any killing intent at all.

After striking a palm, the man in black swiftly charged towards An Xuetang.

As expected, as soon as this person made a move towards An Xuetang, Mo Yunjing and Shiyi instantly rushed to An Xuetang's side, afraid that she would be hurt by this person.

Just then, the man suddenly changed direction and leaped out the window. He had just used a distraction tactic and never intended to harm An Xuetang in the first place.

Eleven glanced at Mo Yunjing, and seeing him nod slightly, he immediately chased after him.

And Mo Yunjing rushed to An Xuetang's side, "Are you hurt"

"No, no, he didn't hurt me."

An Xuetang was afraid he would be worried about the portrait, so she quickly handed it to him at this moment, "A-Jing, take a look at this first, it should be fine."

Mo Yunjing's brows furrowed slightly, his tone tinged with disapproval. "Are you an idiot The portrait is important because it's a representation of you. Protect yourself, there's no need to guard this useless painting."

Perhaps the previous person's palm strike had aroused concern in Mo Yunjing's heart. His tone was somewhat anxious when he spoke now, sounding quite angry.

An Xue Tang pursed her lips, "I... I thought the portrait was important, and that person clearly came for it. Of course I wouldn't let him get away with it."

"..."

Mo Yunjing frowned, his jawline tightening. "Next time, take care of yourself first. Everything else is just extraneous."

"Oh, alright then～"

But at this moment, An Xuetang still handed the portrait to him. Mo Yunjing glanced at the portrait in his hand, then threw it to Shi Yi who had just entered.

Shi Yi steadied himself and bowed to Mo Yun Jing, "Master, he got away. He was too fast, I couldn't catch up."

Mo Yunjing sank his face, "No problem, send the portrait back and have someone clean this up."

"Yes."

Eleven bowed slightly to An Xuetang, then took the portrait and left.

An Xuetang blinked, "A-Jing, wasn't this portrait originally hanging here"

"No, this painting belongs to Master Huiyuan."

"..." Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!

An Xuetang was instantly bewildered, "This... isn't this the portrait of your imperial concubine How is it in Abbot Huayuan's hands"

This portrait was painted by the Empress Dowager herself, and she entrusted it to the Abbot when she visited him.

Why did it end up in the hands of the head monk

Mo Yunjing was also completely unaware of this, he only discovered it recently.

This is still because someone spent a lot of money looking for his mother's portrait. He followed this lead and found Master Huaiyuan.

Master Huayuan did not deny having the portrait, but he said that Mo Yunjing was not the destined recipient of the portrait, so he could not give it to him.

Master Huaiyuan was a very respected monk in Tianba Kingdom. Since he had said that Mo Yunjing wasn't the destined recipient of the portrait, Mo Yunjing naturally wouldn't ask for it.

Even if he spoke, Master Huayan wouldn't give him the portrait.

After listening to Mo Yunjing's brief explanation, An Xuetang frowned. She filtered through countless ancient costume dramas she had watched in her past life and suddenly narrowed her eyes at Mo Yunjing:

"Ajing, do you think there might be a shocking secret hidden in that portrait of Mother Perhaps it's waiting for someone to uncover it Could all the answers to our doubts be within that painting"

Mo Yunjing raised an eyebrow slightly, "So Tangtang thinks that the secret will be hidden in the painting I've looked carefully at the canvas and there is no place to hide anything inside."

An Xuetang pursed her lips. "Smart people have ways to hide information in a painting."

A woman's sixth sense told her that there was definitely something fishy about the painting.

Thinking this, she suddenly looked up at Mo Yunjing and said, "This way, after we clean up here, A-Jing, you accompany me to find Master Huaiyuan, then we'll borrow a portrait from him, and I'll take a closer look"

Moyu Jing raised an eyebrow slightly, although he didn't know what An Xuetang wanted to do, he almost supported it. "Okay, since you want to see it, let's go to seek out Master Fangzheng now."

"No, no, let me clean this up first."

An Xuetang looked at the mess, she frowned. After all, this place housed the tablet of Mo Yunjing's mother, and as his daughter-in-law, she should probably clean it up herself.

"You don't need to clean up, someone will take care of it later."

"That won't do, we can't say anything here..."

"Fake."

"What!"

An Xuetang looked at Mo Yunjing blankly, what did he mean by fake

Mo Yunjing raised his hand and smoothed the stray hair on her forehead, "Although there is a tablet here for Mother Empress, she is not here. We don't even know where her body is now, so why should we care about this mere tablet"

"..."

An Xuetang didn't expect him to say this. Isn't it said that ancient people valued things like ancestral tablets and offerings the most

An Xuetang narrowed her eyes, "A-Jing, what do you mean the empress dowager's body is still unknown"

Logically, after the Empress's death, she should have been buried in the imperial tomb.

Could it be that Empress Ajing's body isn't in the Imperial Tombs

"Taken away by someone."

"! "

An Xuetang opened her mouth, “A-Jing, do you mean someone entered the imperial mausoleum and stole your mother’s…”

"Hmm."

Even stealing corpses

An Xuetang was speechless, what kind of person would steal even a corpse

An Xuetang stood silently for a moment, "So, A Jing, you put Mother's portrait out today, actually to lure the snake out of its hole Was that man who paid a lot of money to find Mother's portrait Do you suspect he stole Mother's body"

Mo Yunjing nodded slightly, " inseparable."

He actually still suspected that the man was the one communicating with his mother concubine.

At this moment, An Xuetang scratched her head and frowned. The martial arts style of the man just now was not from Bai Guang Palace. This was another newly appeared black-clad man, who was he

Why seek out the portrait of Empress Mo Yunjing's mother What secrets lie within the painting

Mo Yunjing raised his hand and tapped her furrowed brow, "Alright, stop thinking about it."

After he finished speaking, he took An Xuetang's hand and walked out. Since Mo Yunjing didn't allow An Xuetang to pack her things, she had no choice.

Right now, he was leading her through several courtyards, and as they were about to enter a Zen room, Shi Yi happened to walk out.

When Shi Yi saw Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang walking over, he was taken aback. He thought to himself that the Master Huayuan was truly amazing; how did he know that Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang would definitely come

Mo Yunjing looked at Eleven, "Where is Master Huayuan"

"Master, the Abbot of Hualing said today he has gone into seclusion and will not see anyone."in and again. His mouth was wide open, as if he were trying to say something, but no sound came out. His hands were also unable to move, and besides stomping his feet, there was nothing else he could...