Mo Shisheng stood there in the silvery white. The snow on the ground hadn't melted much at all, and now it was snowing so heavily again. This winter was probably going to be very cold.
Gradually, Ming Beiya watched Mo Shisheng, dressed in a red jacket, standing in the silvery snow, his eyes narrowing slightly, his vision becoming somewhat hazy. He stared at the snow-white figure slowly descending, his consciousness momentarily blurred.
A scene seemed to appear before me: two children, about six or seven years old, standing in the vast expanse of snow.
Xiao Beiya, dressed in a red dress, stood out against the silvery snow. She glanced indifferently at Ming Jinheng standing in front of her. "The Demon Realm and the Divine Realm have always been at odds. As the little princess of the Demon Realm, what is the meaning of your constant trips to the Divine Realm?"
"Do I need a reason to look for someone?"
Although little Ming Jinheng was not old, his tone was as arrogant and domineering as ever.
Xiao Beiya wasn't annoyed. She stood quietly in the snow, gently closed her eyes, and let the snowflakes fall on her hair, shoulders, and long eyelashes.
She was like a snow doll, exquisitely perfect.
She stood in the snow, while Ming Jinheng sat on a snowdrift beside her, watching her for a long time before finally asking, "It's snowing and you're still outside? Are you stupid?"
"You're the stupid one."
Xiao Beiya glared at Ming Jinheng with annoyance, "I just love snow. I don't want to go back when it snows, and that's none of your business?"
"I can't care about you."
Ming Jinheng seemed to find it boring, so she got up and left. Xiao Beiya didn't pay any attention to her and continued to stand in the silvery snow, feeling the calm baptism of the heavy snow.
...
The scene before her gradually blurred, and Xiao Beiya's figure was replaced by Mo Shisheng. She now looked even smaller than Xiao Beiya had been, but the aura she exuded was icy.
Ming Beiya suddenly stopped urging Mo Shisheng. He knew best why Mo Shisheng liked snow so much, so naturally he wouldn't urge her to return to the palace at this time.
The palace was such a complicated place that it was not suitable for Mo Shisheng to stay for long, but judging from her appearance, she seemed to be immune to such things.
The thought that Situ Xue dared to lay a hand on Mo Shisheng made Ming Beiya's eyes flash with cold light, a sinister glint that sent chills down one's spine.
Anyone who dares to lay a hand on Mo Shisheng should know what their fate will be.
Before long, the snow fell heavier and heavier, and Mo Shisheng suddenly turned around.
His gaze suddenly met Ming Beiya's, and he clearly saw the sinister look in his eyes.
Mo Shisheng frowned slightly. "Don't even think about interfering in my affairs."
“Ah Sheng”.
Ming Beiya's tone carried a hint of dissatisfaction. How could he possibly watch Situ Xue poison her and then act as if nothing had happened?
“Ming Beiya, don’t meddle in other people’s business. You have no obligation to get involved in these matters.”
The man exuded a dangerous aura, but Mo Shisheng didn't think their relationship was that close.
She never thought of relying on others or asking for their help to accomplish her own affairs.
No obligation...
These four words were like a curse, causing the temperature in Ming Beiya's eyes to drop, but then he tugged at the corner of his lips, "If Asheng doesn't want me to get involved, I won't this time, but obligations will come sooner or later."
“I told you, you…”
"Ah Sheng, it's getting dark. If you don't go back soon, your memorial tablet will probably be erected by now." Ming Beiya chuckled, not wanting Mo Shisheng to say anything that would upset him even more.
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