Qi Muxiao wasn't stupid. After Nan Xiao's reminder, she tried her best to suppress the surprise in her heart.
On the other side, Situ Xue kept scrutinizing Ming Beiya until she saw his face clearly, at which point she exclaimed in surprise, "You're not from the Galo Academy back then... um..."
The words stopped abruptly, and Situ Xue's body slumped to the side. Nan Xiao reached out a hand to catch her and instructed the palace servants, "The Empress is exhausted today and has fainted from overwork. Send the Empress back to the palace and take good care of her."
"yes."
Although some of the palace maids nearby saw that it was Nan Xiao who made the move, they dared not say a word.
After hearing Nan Xiao's instructions, two or three people carried Situ Xue away.
The only one who was surprised was Mo Shisheng. Her gaze was fixed on Ming Beiya, and her eyes were filled with fear. "How did you get here?"
fear?
Ming Beiya naturally caught the fleeting fear in Mo Shisheng's eyes.
Ah Sheng, it's not good for you to be so afraid of me. You've seen my hair, so you'll have to take responsibility for me.
Ming Beiya smiled slightly and stood quietly at the foot of the pavilion, raising his eyes slightly to look at Mo Shisheng.
Ming Beiya, dressed in a silver-white robe, stood in the snow, his exquisite face seemingly bearing the most dazzling presence of all things.
His gaze remained fixed solely on Mo Shisheng, his eyes overflowing with doting affection, his tenderness evident at a glance.
Looking at Mo Shisheng, he smiled faintly, "I'll be your mentor."
After speaking, the man raised his eyebrows slightly. He did not remove the hood of his cloak, and his silver hair was completely hidden, not a single strand of it was revealed.
However, it was precisely because it wasn't exposed that Mo Shisheng felt even more pressured.
Holy crap, isn't this clearly making her take responsibility?
How did she end up in such trouble...?
Mo Shisheng felt tears welling up in her eyes, but then she remembered Nan Xiao's promise to let her choose her master, and her mood instantly improved.
Are you sure you really want to be my mentor?
A hint of suspicion flashed across Mo Shisheng's eyes, and her tone carried a touch of uncertainty.
"Yes, definitely."
Ming Beiya smiled faintly, his dark, jade-like eyes fixed on Mo Shisheng, and then he gently blinked his left eye at the end.
"..."
The feeling of being electrocuted.
Mo Shisheng felt that when men get seductive, women have no chance at all. His open flirting was really hard to handle...
Seeing Mo Shisheng's reaction, Ming Beiya smiled and said, "Princess, you may begin choosing a husband."
“???”
husband???
Mo Shisheng's eyes widened suddenly. "It's about choosing a master!"
"Yes, husband for short."
Ming Beiya gave a very serious answer.
Mo Shisheng: "..."
Go to hell with your big chicken leg, what a load of crap!
Anyone who didn't know better would think she was choosing a husband!
However, Ming Beiya's words were entirely correct, and Mo Shisheng, not wanting to find fault, nodded immediately, "Let's begin."
*
In the picture, Ming Beiya is dressed in a silver robe, which, combined with the silver snow on the ground, makes him look quite holy and noble.
Mo Shisheng, on the other hand, was a tiny girl wearing a red jacket, with a delicate and beautiful face that was truly breathtaking.
Jiang Yao couldn't help but smile, "Miss is so cute like this. I wonder what the young prince will think when he sees you."
"Your Highness is suffering because you want to do something but can't."
Xiu casually uttered a sentence.
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