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 Imperi...Both felt as though they were being watched, and a nervous feeling crept over her. She lowered her head instinctively.

"Master, what's with that look Could it be that Master is so powerful now that you even recognize our maidservants"

Hearing An Xuetang say that the young girl before them was a maidservant from the royal manor, Master Ming Deng came back to his senses. He glanced meaningfully at Mo Yunjing, and said with a hint of meaning, "This maid's eyes do look like those of King Beijang."

To the point.

An Xuetang smiled, she walked up to ShuaiShuai and took Shuangshuang's hand and walked into the house.

Shuangshuang felt a little hesitant, and she subconsciously glanced at the Ming Deng master. But when her eyes met his, he was staring at her with a knowing smile that sent shivers down her spine. She quickly lowered her head in embarrassment.

Following An Xuetang into the room, she saw that old man follow as well. Shuangshuang was a bit nervous, not knowing what the old man wanted from Zhi'er. So at this moment, she stole glances at An Xuetang with her peripheral vision.

She was anxious to know what the Northern Border Princess and this old man were up to.

An Xuetang had already seen Shuangshuang's busy eyes, and she found it rather amusing. This girl was actually quite bold.

But at this moment, she remained silent.

Finally seeing Zhi'er on the bed, Master Ming Deng wore a grave expression. He didn't hide his current feelings and displayed a complex emotion that An Xue Tang and the others couldn't understand.

An Xuetang's gaze was fixed on him as if he were not there, naturally not missing the various emotional fluctuations he displayed.

The more obvious it became, the more confused An Xuetang felt. According to common sense, this Ming Deng master should be a monk, right

But he also has hair, sometimes calling himself a monk and other times an old man, making him quite contradictory.

An Xuetang and others stood there, none of them speaking first.

Until that master of the beacon approached the bed step by step, at this time, one didn't know where Shuangshuang got the courage. She suddenly wriggled free from An Xuetang's hand and ran to the bedside.

Shuangshuang, at this moment, disregarded any fear she might have had. She thought that the old man was going to do something harmful to Chi'er lying on the bed. Without hesitation, she flung open her arms and shielded Master Mingdeng from harm.

An Xuetang raised an eyebrow slightly, she glanced at Zhi'er on the bed thoughtfully, "Shuangshuang, step aside."

Shuangshuang hesitated, glancing at An Xuetang then back at Moyunjing. Seeing that Moyunjing didn't object, she pursed her lips and reluctantly stepped aside.

Just as Master Ming Deng thought An Xue Tang was willing to let him feel her pulse, he took a step forward, but the next moment, Ning Er, beside An Xue Tang, stood in front of Master Ming Deng.

Ming Deng frowned and said coldly, "Your Highness is going back on your word"

"An Xuetang chuckled softly, "When did this concubine ever agree to you Old man, if you want to feel her pulse, first tell me, what is she all about Explain it clearly, and this concubine will naturally not make things difficult for you."

Ming Deng's face was gloomy. Upon seeing the person, he confirmed it was her. He wanted to see for himself the extent of her injuries, but An Xue Tang's obstruction left him feeling quite displeased.

Ming Deng Da Shi's gloomy eyes fixed on An Xue Tang, Mo Yun Jing glanced at him and then addressed Yun Liu and Eleven, "Seize him."

"Hold on."

Ming Deng came back to his senses and narrowed his eyes at Mo Yun Jing, “Let this old man take her away, and I will tell you the whereabouts of the late Empress.”

His terms are indeed very tempting.

Before Mo Yunjing and An Xuetang could speak, Shuangshuang suddenly rushed forward. She clenched her fists, her clear eyes now filled with anger as she glared fiercely at Master Ming Deng. Her whole body was like a drawn bow, poised to strike. Though small in stature, she seemed incredibly imposing.

An Xuetang looked at this scene and subconsciously looked at Mo Yunjing. Sure enough, the two were a couple with a heart-to-heart connection, and Mo Yunjing also looked over at this moment.

Their gazes met in the air, and An Xuetang blinked.

I thought to myself, this girl, Shuangshuang, is young but brave.

Especially her current state, not to mention, she is quite similar to Mo Yunjing in some aspects.

An Xue Tang increasingly felt that what she thought in her heart might actually be true.

Shuangshuang is very likely the girl born to the previous empress.

If it were true that Zhubu was the first empress's son, wouldn't the monk Huaiyuan's words be false

It seems she needs to find that wandering monk again and have a good chat with him.

Shuangshuang was truly afraid that this old man would take away the girl on the bed. Her body trembled slightly, but she still uttered a stern warning: "You can't take her away."

Ming Deng's lips curled into a sneer. "Can you make the call"

“...”

Shuangshuang was taken aback by his question, followed by a wave of self-pity. She really couldn't make the decisions.

This is the Beijiang Prince's Mansion, both the Beijiang Prince and Princess are here. She is just a little maid, how could she possibly have the ability to make decisions

Thinking of this, Shuangshuang immediately wilted like an eggplant hit by frost.

In the next instant, she heard An Xuetang say, “Shuangshuang, you can make the decision.”

"!!!" You should return first, there's no need to worry about this old monk. By the way, you can directly take the portraits in my inner chamber. This old monk considers it returning things to their rightf...