back, he pursed his lips and beckoned to An Xuetang.An Xue Tang ran up to him and naturally squatted down, taking his hand."Was the person driven away"An Xuetang nodded. "Yeah, I chased him away. But...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. At this moment, she curled her lips into a smile.When the young man turned his head, he just happened to meet An Xue Tang's eyes, which were smiling yet not smiling. His heart skipped a beat.An Xueta...