"The master was angry about this for a long time, but the young prince acted as if nothing had happened."
Thinking of Mo Shisheng's angry expression, Xiu couldn't help but smile. Actually, this was the first time he had seen these scenes. He wasn't there at the time, and the stone was with Ming Beiya, which is why it was recorded.
Looking back now, that time was quite interesting.
"Look closely, it's the third round."
It seemed that Jiang Yao and Xiu's conversation had disturbed Jiang Ge, she said softly.
"Oh... Shh!"
Jiang Yao nodded, put her index finger to her lips, and obediently remained silent.
*
"In the third round, I will close my eyes, count to three, and then open them. Whoever's hair I see first when I open my eyes wins."
Mo Shisheng thought of this idea all night. Since Ming Beiya wanted to pester her to take responsibility for him after she saw his hair, if he wanted to stay and win, he had to show his hair.
Regardless of the outcome, she will be the one who controls the conclusion, so she won't lose out.
hair?
Upon hearing Mo Shisheng's rules for this round of competition, no one understood why hair was used as a criterion.
However, Ming Beiya knew perfectly well that the fair-skinned boy's hair was exposed. If he wanted to win, he had to expose his hair so that Asheng could avoid taking responsibility for him.
Well, I have to say, Ah Sheng really has a lot of clever ideas.
However, Ah Sheng seems to have overlooked one thing: the devil is always one step ahead of the saint.
She is the Dao, while he, Ming Beiya, is the Demon.
Ming Beiya's lips curled slightly. "Okay."
"Let's begin."
Mo Shisheng gently closed her eyes, her heart pounding exceptionally fast. This was the third round. If Ming Beiya won, she could avoid taking responsibility. But why was she so nervous? She couldn't let anything go wrong…
The moment Mo Shisheng closed her eyes, she felt all the sounds around her instantly quiet down.
All that remained was the sound of the cold wind blowing past my ears.
"three!"
Instead of counting from one to three, she went straight to three. This was the only trick she could use to deal with Ming Beiya. Right now, the first thing she would see when she opened her eyes was that fair-skinned boy's hair!
And Ming Beiya is definitely still taking off his hat.
However, the moment Mo Shisheng opened her eyes, she was caught off guard and met a pair of dark, jade-like eyes. Those long, narrow black eyes seemed to possess a kind of magic, and her whole body sank in uncontrollably.
Mo Shisheng almost fell over because her body went limp. Ming Beiya then reached out and gently placed a hand on her waist to steady her limp body.
"I saw it."
Ming Beiya's lips curled slightly, her thin, crimson lips curving upwards in a beautiful arc. Her gentle smile seemed to captivate anyone who looked into it.
Look here.
Mo Shisheng's silly appearance successfully amused Ming Beiya. He gently raised his hat a little higher, and Mo Shisheng subconsciously looked in the direction his hand was raised, seeing a head of long silver hair.
"I won, Ah Sheng."
"..."
What did they win?
No, it seems like she's choosing a mentor now.
So what were the rules of the competition again?
It seems like they're looking at the hair?
Whoever's hair is seen first wins.
She seemed to recall seeing a patch of silvery white in front of her, as dazzling as the color of snow.
Thinking of this, Mo Shisheng looked up at Ming Beiya's hair again. Yes, that's right, it's long, silver-white hair.
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