An Xue Tang felt sleepy and fell asleep in Mo Yun Jing's arms before long.Mo Yunjing's pitch-black and profound eyes gazed at her tranquil sleeping face, unable to help but place a kiss on her forehe...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.chuckle.Eleven had been watching the interaction between Yunliu and Ning'er this whole time. Seeing Yunliu grinning foolishly like an idiot, Eleven finally couldn't hold it in anymore. He slowly walke...