At that time, in order to protect him and Qingluan, Mo Shisheng forcefully shook off Qingluan's hand and pushed her into Nanxiao's arms.
She could get herself out unscathed in this situation, but it wasn't certain if she took Qingluan and Nanxiao with her, so they had to leave first.
In the end, Nan Xiao glanced deeply at Mo Shisheng, then grabbed Qingluan's wrist and led her away...
After seeing Mo Shisheng let Qingluan and Nanxiao leave first, Situ Xue's face showed a hint of disdain, "Shangguan Yan, no wonder people say you're a waste. You don't even understand beast souls. Do you really think those two can escape?"
"I don't know if they can escape, but I know you have to die here."
Mo Shisheng's icy gaze fell on Situ Xue, her eyes flashing with bloodthirsty ruthlessness. She gripped the dagger in her hand and swiftly attacked the golden snake coiled around Situ Xue's arm.
Threatened, the golden snake flicked its tongue wildly at Mo Shisheng, slid off Situ Xue and lay flat on the ground, its upper body arched.
"Shangguan Yan, are you looking for death?!"
At this moment, Situ Xue finally broke down and screamed. The golden snake was her contracted spirit beast and her only means of survival, but now Mo Shisheng was actually provoking it! Letting it leave her side!
The powerful beast soul was no longer roaring at this moment, but its presence was still impossible to ignore. Mo Shisheng was undoubtedly the number one person who dared to make a move under the nose of the beast soul!
Seemingly having its attention diverted, the beast spirit was very dissatisfied. Its enormous body slowly emerged from the dark clouds, its size as large as a small mountain, its entire body covered in silver fur, and its appearance was clearly a giant version of a lion!
"roar--"
The soul beast bent down and roared loudly to vent its dissatisfaction. Some people had already fainted, and some who had just recovered were shocked by the roar and coughed up blood.
Sensing an even greater threat, the golden snake immediately swam back to Situ Xue's body, coiling its body around her arm, ready to trigger a major battle at any moment.
"Your Majesty, is there anything else you wish to say?"
Nan Xiao slowly raised his handsome face. The bright yellow dragon robe symbolized his supreme status, yet it did not make him appear worldly or humble, just as elegant as before.
"Ha, since Your Majesty has already condemned me in your heart, why bother asking me any further questions?"
Situ Xue gave a cold laugh and leaned gently against the bed, seemingly exhausted.
...
The day passed quickly, and by evening, Ming Beiya ordered the coachman to head to the palace.
On the way, Mo Shisheng kept looking out the window, as if she were an emotionless puppet.
Suddenly, as silver snowflakes began to fall outside, Mo Shisheng seemed to snap out of her daze.
"Stop."
Her voice was childish, yet carried a hint of coldness, prompting the coachman to stop the carriage.
Although the coachman hesitated for a moment, he immediately stopped the carriage. Mo Shisheng lifted the curtain and jumped to the ground. The snow was not falling heavily yet. She looked up at the sky, which was gloomy and oppressive, making it hard to breathe.
"You like snowy days that much?"
A man's cold voice came from behind her. Mo Shisheng pursed her lips and did not answer.
As the sky gradually darkened, Ming Beiya frowned slightly. "Asheng, it's getting late."
"The drama in the palace isn't over yet, why are you going back so early?"
Mo Shisheng glanced at Ming Beiya indifferently, "Don't bother me."
"..."
Hearing the slight impatience in Mo Shisheng's tone, Ming Beiya felt somewhat helpless.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
