At the beginning, Mo Shisheng probably didn't think about all this, but now that she looks back...
Qi Muxiao seemed to mention Nan Xiao more, and her attention was focused on Nan Xiao and Nan Chen.
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When Qi Muxiao mentioned Nan Xiao and Nan Chen's identities, Mo Shisheng nodded slightly. It was normal for Qi Muxiao not to know Nan Chen's identity. If she hadn't learned it from the conversation between Ming Qiancheng and Nan Chen, she would probably have found it very strange as well.
However, the thought that Nan Chen was able to return to the Southern Kingdom openly because of her made her feel a little resentful.
She knew her superpowers would cause a stir in the world, but she never expected them to go to such extremes.
Seeing that Mo Shisheng looked unwell, Qi Muxiao asked worriedly, "You probably haven't eaten anything yet, have you? How about I bring you some hot soup when we get back?"
Mo Shisheng gently shook her head. "I don't have an appetite right now."
"Alright, if you're hungry, you can send someone to the East Palace to find me." Qi Muxiao still had a worried look on her face.
"It's alright."
Mo Shisheng shook her head. "After all, you are from Nanxiao. It's not good for you to come to Nanchen's place so often."
"Um……"
Qi Muxiao glanced at Mo Shisheng, hesitated, and was about to get up when Mo Shisheng suddenly reached out and pressed her hand on the back of her hand.
Startled by Mo Shisheng's sudden action, Qi Muxiao paused for a moment, "You..."
"Be careful of Situ Xue."
Mo Shisheng said calmly, then removed her hand, her expression cold, as if she hadn't just spoken.
Seemingly surprised that Mo Shisheng would say these things to her, Qi Muxiao smiled gently, "Yes, I will."
Mo Shisheng didn't answer again and gently lay down. Seeing this, Qi Muxiao didn't stay any longer and got up to leave Nanchen's palace.
The medicine was probably taking effect, and Mo Shisheng felt a surge of heat in her body, making her extremely uncomfortable.
She felt a tightness in her chest, and cold sweat gradually appeared on her forehead.
Suddenly, a cool sensation flowed slowly from her dantian, spreading throughout her body and relieving the internal heat.
The evil voice softly rang out, "This medicine is far too potent..."
"..."
Mo Shisheng didn't ask Xie how many levels he had broken through. Feeling her body feel a little better, she pursed her lips and said, "You understand me best."
"Are you going to stay in the South from now on?"
The evil voice carried a hint of worry, "Your abilities are coveted wherever they exist."
"I know."
Mo Shisheng replied softly, "But I'm sleepy now and want to sleep for a while."
evil:"……"
You're so carefree!
However, Xie was still considerate of Mo Shisheng. After Mo Shisheng said she was tired, he took the initiative to sever the mental connection between the two.
Mo Shisheng lay gently on the bed, surrounded by quiet. Her mind went blank as she recalled that scene. Was that little girl her? And that boy—she could recognize him at a glance as Ming Beiya.
A faint pang of pain shot through her chest. Mo Shisheng gently curved her lips into a smile. She wasn't a saint; how could she feel nothing at all?
Being heartbroken to the point of suffocation is nothing more than showing your vulnerable side to others and not leaving yourself any dignity.
Mo Shisheng has always been proud. Since she can remember, she has never cried, nor has she ever shown her vulnerable side to others.
Even if the truth comes out and she can't bear it, she promises that she will give Ming Beiya a chance to explain.
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