"Imperial Preceptor, Imperial Preceptor, I beg you to do justice for me! Shangguan Yan, relying on the power of the Shangguan family in the palace, has dared to treat our Li family like this!"
Li Jiaojiao cried her heart out, her face streaked with tears, looking utterly heartbroken.
But Mo Shisheng didn't see it that way. Her gaze fell lightly on Li Jiaojiao, and she said softly, "If I didn't know that the eldest sister of the Li family was already married, I would really think you were still a virgin."
Hearing Mo Shisheng dare to provoke her at this moment, Li Jiaojiao glared at her fiercely, "What do you mean!"
"Did I hear wrong? I just heard you say 'commoner.' Logically, shouldn't you be called a commoner after you get married?" Mo Shisheng's lips curled into a slight sneer.
"you!"
Li Jiaojiao hadn't expected Mo Shisheng to be so observant. Her face immediately turned ugly, and she pointed at Mo Shisheng, "You ugly freak! You can't stand seeing others better than you! You crippled my brother and killed my husband! I will make you pay for this in blood!"
"Before you pay for your blood debt, if you dare point that hand at me again, I will definitely cut it off." Mo Shisheng disliked being pointed at, and she exuded a strong sense of displeasure, her voice icy cold.
His aura was so powerful that Li Jiaojiao was so frightened that she immediately withdrew her hand. But then she felt she had lost face, so she bit her lip and said, "Don't think I'm afraid of you!"
"If you don't leave now, I'm not going to keep you company any longer."
Mo Shisheng's words were meant for Ming Beiya to hear. Ming Beiya glanced at her sideways and gave Zhuque a look. Zhuque understood and immediately grabbed Li Jiaojiao's hands behind her back.
With a forceful, overpowering motion, he threw her into the dilapidated carriage parked to the side. Li Jiaojiao rolled to the very back, and before she could even think of anything else, Zhuque had already instructed the coachman to drive the carriage away.
"Satisfied? Hmm?"
Ming Beiya's gaze fell on Mo Shisheng, and he asked softly.
Mo Shisheng's eyelids twitched slightly. She looked up and met Ming Beiya's narrow eyes. Looking at his stunningly handsome face, she muttered to herself, "A devil!"
"Oh."
When Ming Beiya heard Mo Shisheng call herself a devil, he chuckled and reached out to grab her wrist, pulling her toward his understated yet luxurious carriage.
Mo Shisheng paused slightly, her gaze falling on Ming Beiya with surprise. "Isn't this your carriage?"
Not understanding what Mo Shisheng meant by her sudden words, Ming Beiya quietly looked at her, waiting for her to continue.
"Don't you dislike people getting too close to you?" Mo Shisheng looked at Ming Beiya, raised the hand that Ming Beiya was holding, and glanced at it lightly. "What's this?"
"Talking too much makes you less cute."
"Cute my ass!"
Mo Shisheng got angry, but that's just her being cool!
Ming Beiya raised an eyebrow and pulled Mo Shisheng into the carriage. What the hell? He's in the Demon Realm.
The carriage was spacious and had a faint, pleasant fragrance. The carriage was positioned at the far end, with a fine rosewood table in the center, upon which tea-making utensils were laid out.
When Ming Beiya sat down, he noticed that Mo Shisheng was standing to the side with a wary expression, and was reluctant to come over.
"If I really wanted to do something to you, it wouldn't matter where you hid."
"..."
Mo Shisheng glared at Ming Beiya gently, then slowly sat down beside him.
It took some time to get from the Shangguan residence to the palace, so Mo Shisheng closed her eyes and leaned against the side, pretending to doze off.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
