"..."

As a modern person, An Xuetang was the first to express disbelief in this method of begging. What changes would happen if the blood of a living person was dripped on the bones of a dead person?

Before she could say anything, she heard the alms go on, "Of course, it's not just about dripping blood on the skeleton. Ancient books mentioned a kind of potion. It is said that this potion must be used to fuse with human blood first, and then

Then drip it onto the human skeleton, and then it will be possible to see it."

"..."

An Xuetang squinted her eyes slightly, why was she so unbelieving.

But whether she believes it or not, this is a method after all, just this alms...

I don't know what came to mind, An Xuetang glanced at Mo Yunjing, and then looked at the alms:

"The method the master said may be feasible, but the master may have forgotten that our mother's body has disappeared since it was stolen from the imperial mausoleum. It's not that we haven't looked for it, but there has been no news."

Mentioning the disappearance of the late empress's body, the beggar also sighed, "The princess said the same thing. Now that the late empress's body is missing, the method just mentioned by the poor monk cannot be realized. The most important thing right now is to find the late empress's body first."

,but……"

Speaking of this, the alms suddenly stopped. He frowned and looked at Mo Yunjing thoughtfully:

"But besides using the late queen's body to prove it, there are other options. It's just up to the King of Northern Xinjiang to decide whether to use it or not."

An Xuetang and Mo Yunjing looked at each other. Neither of them were fools. After waking up from such a small amount of alms, they both thought of the baby who was killed after being taken out of the palace.

The baby has become a skeleton and has now been buried in the back hill of Jinchuan Temple by alms. The alms also gave her salvation.

Now that alms were mentioned, both of them thought of Mo Yunjing's dead imperial sister.

An Xuetang narrowed his eyes slightly, "Does the alms master want to use his blood to drip on the baby's skeleton buried in the back hill of Jinchuan Temple?"

Begyuan nodded slightly, "Yes, there are only two people who are related by blood, and this method can prove it."

After the alms talk, the room fell into silence. Mo Yunjing spoke up after a moment, "The two have left, and I don't want to disturb the child in the back mountain."

Huyuan frowned. He obviously didn't understand Mo Yunjing's choice. He looked at An Xuetang and then at Mo Yunjing. Seeing that An Xuetang didn't say anything, he was a little confused and said:

"Don't the King of Northern Xinjiang want to know if there is any connection between Shuangshuang's child and the late Queen?"

An Xuetang also looked at Mo Yunjing.

Mo Yunjing was silent, and there was no emotion in his deep voice as he said, "I don't want to, so what if I prove it? That kid Shuangshuang is living a good life now."

So, why do we have to dwell on Shuangshuang’s life experience?

Whether she was born to the late empress or not, she is still alive and living a good life. She is luckier than the child in the back hill of Jinchuan Temple.

And if what happened back then was really as what the alms said, then it would be better not to investigate the life experiences of both pairs.

Even if it is really found out, how should Shuangshuang face his own life experience?

My mother was the late empress, but my father was not the emperor, so even if I found out my life experience, what would be the use?

An Xuetang is undoubtedly the person who knows Mo Yunjing best, so after Mo Yunjing asked this question, she understood what he was thinking, and she naturally supported it unconditionally.

He was a little reluctant to ask for alms, and he wanted to say something else, but An Xuetang spoke before him, "Master, what our prince said is clear enough, and I also support his approach. I hope master understands."

Alchemy moved his mouth, but seeing the determination on An Xuetang's face and the unyielding look in Mo Yunjing's eyes, he sighed slightly, shook his head and said:

"That's all. After all, this is your family matter, and I have no reason to interfere. It's just that what happened back then has always been an unsolved mystery. I won't hide it from you. I want to know what happened back then more than you do.

But for so many years, the poor monk couldn't find anything."
Chapter completed!