used to listen any more. He angrily raised the sword in his hand, as if he wanted to kill the young apprentice with a single strike.An Xuetang narrowed her eyes slightly. The silver needle in her han...This woman's face… is not the face of Mo Yunjing's mother.

Mo Yunjing's mother's portrait was something she had seen with her own eyes, and Mo Yunjing had also told her that his mother's appearance was exactly the same as in the painting.

So, the woman lying in bed at this time is not Mo Yunjing's mother

Because of her appearance, she doesn't look anything like the late Empress in the portrait.

But, she still wanted to see if there was any peach blossom on her nape.ctly what was happening to the King of Beijang and where he was, but he dared not speak the truth.An Xuetang perhaps realized Fengming's intention, her brows arched slightly, shaking her head helpless...