Wait a minute!
Silver-white!!
hair!!?
"!!!!!"
Something felt off. Mo Shisheng's mind snapped back to reality. She stared wide-eyed at the man blocking her way, her words barely audible, "Ming Beiya, are you playing me?"
"I wouldn't dare."
Ming Beiya smiled slightly, "The princess said that whoever's hair is seen first wins. In order to avoid a miserable death, I have no choice but to use this method."
"..."
#*&%#&#@! !
(A string of profanities omitted here. Heaven knows how long Mo Shisheng endured before swallowing back the mouthful of blood in her throat. Her brows twitched violently involuntarily.)
She tried to look away, only to find that Ming Beiya had wrapped her in his fur coat, and all she could see when she looked up was Ming Beiya…
That face is absolutely awful.
Mo Shisheng took a few deep breaths and said through gritted teeth, "You're really something."
"No, no, no, the princess's rules for the competition are naturally superior."
Ming Beiya chuckled, offering a humble compliment.
Mo Shisheng: "..."
I'll smash your big watermelon!
Even better?
I'll give you a big watermelon!
If she had been better, then it wouldn't be you, Ming Beiya, who won!
The thought of Ming Beiya winning, while she still had to be responsible for him, made Mo Shisheng feel heartbroken.
In a fit of anger, Mo Shisheng reached out and yanked Ming Beiya's hat off, revealing his silver hair to everyone, which was absolutely stunning.
Mo Shisheng choked on her words, "Now that we've seen your hair, what are you going to do?"
“The princess herself pulled it, which means you tacitly agreed to take responsibility for me, so the princess has the right to use the hair.”
Ming Beiya emphasized the words "personally" as if afraid that Mo Shisheng wouldn't hear him.
personally?
Is it assumed that someone is responsible?
Great, excellent!
Is it Mingbeiya?
Mo Shisheng stared intently at him with eyes that seemed to spit fire. Just when Ming Beiya thought she wouldn't agree, Mo Shisheng suddenly put on a smiling face and said, "I'll take responsibility for you."
Just wait and see how I'll torment you to death in the future!
Thinking that they had a long future ahead of them and that Mo Shisheng would have plenty of time to get back at him, she finally managed to suppress the anger in her heart.
"It's good that the princess agrees."
Ming Beiya smiled slightly and gently released the soft, warm bundle in his arms.
As he leaped down from the pavilion, he still looked rather reluctant.
Reluctant to part?
I can't bear to part with you, you old man!
Mo Shisheng didn't even bother to look at Ming Beiya anymore. Filled with anger, she pointed at Ming Beiya and said, "He wins."
This outcome was actually within the fair-skinned young man's expectations. He smiled faintly, turned around and left with a sense of relief.
Only Ming Beiya remained on the arena. Upon hearing Mo Shisheng announce the result, he asked softly, "When will the lessons begin?"
"..."
Mo Shisheng gave him a cold glance, but Ming Beiya returned her a faint smile, which only made her angrier!
"Take a day off tomorrow, and start teaching the day after tomorrow."
After coldly leaving those words, Mo Shisheng turned and left.
...
The scene ended there. Jiang Yao blinked, seemingly still in shock. After a long while, she exclaimed, "Your Highness is truly remarkable. You managed to subdue Miss using such a method."
"No, Master is still not convinced."
Xiu smiled and said softly, "I'm very dissatisfied."
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