Mo Shisheng has been feeling very tired lately, probably because her body is too weak. It seems she needs to strengthen her exercise.
While half asleep, Mo Shisheng felt an itch on the tip of her nose. When she raised her hand to scratch it, a large, dry, and warm hand took her into its palm.
Mo Shisheng suddenly opened her eyes and met a handsome face so close to hers. Her face darkened. "Does the Imperial Advisor have some kind of shady hobby?"
“If you tell me who you really are now, I might let the Shangguan family go.” Ming Beiya looked into Mo Shisheng’s clear eyes.
Peach blossom eyes are rare; they are extremely alluring. However, if the face is ordinary, even those unique peach blossom eyes will become dull and lifeless.
However, even without looking at her face, Mo Shisheng's eyes held an undeniable light. Her gaze was cold and sharp, yet subtly alluring, captivating with every smile and frown.
Mo Shisheng's heart tightened. "Does the Imperial Advisor still doubt that I am Shangguan Yan?"
Ming Beiya chuckled softly, raised his hand and removed the silver mask from Mo Shisheng's face. His exquisite face slowly approached Mo Shisheng until their noses touched.
He teased Mo Shisheng lightly, his rosy lips parted slightly, and he held Mo Shisheng's small hand against her heart. "This body may be Shangguan Yan's, but who knows if the one inside is hers."
As soon as Ming Beiya approached, Mo Shisheng subconsciously leaned back slightly until her back pressed against the carriage. Then, Ming Beiya suddenly pressed down on her.
She felt as if he had imprisoned her in his own territory. Mo Shisheng hated this feeling. She was always the one in control; when had she ever had to become so passive?
Mo Shisheng was about to move when Ming Beiya released her hand and gently placed his slender, white fingers on her delicate neck. "You should know that in my eyes you are no different from an ant. Don't try to play any tricks on me."
"Um……"
Ming Beiya's hand suddenly tightened, and Mo Shisheng unconsciously let out a low moan. She gently bit her soft red lips, her eyes lazily narrowed.
Seeing Mo Shisheng's docile, kitten-like appearance, Ming Beiya felt a tightening in his lower abdomen, and his gaze grew even colder.
He didn't understand why Mo Shisheng could arouse his strong interest without him doing anything.
The more confused he became, the more Ming Beiya wanted to get closer to her, wanting to know all the secrets hidden within her.
He loosened his grip on Mo Shisheng's neck slightly, "Still not going to tell?"
"Whether the Imperial Advisor believes it or not, I am Shangguan Yan."
Mo Shisheng's lips curled slightly, her tone indifferent, displaying a carefree attitude as if she had taken life and death lightly.
...
"Didn't you say back then that you wanted someone to be buried with me?"
Mo Shisheng raised her hand to rub her temples. "Ming Beiya, I feel like I'm remembering something?"
Ming Beiya: "..."
Unfortunately, he remembered it too.
Because of Mo Shisheng's previous questions, Ming Beiya had been thinking back. Suddenly, when Mo Shisheng asked if she had said that someone would be buried with her, Ming Beiya was at a loss for words...
Back then, he was indeed exceptionally rude to Mo Shisheng and always took advantage of his status to openly bully her. What Ming Beiya didn't expect was that Mo Shisheng would remember things from so long ago!
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