“Jiang Ge…”
"Um?"
"I once mistakenly thought another relationship was just infatuation, it was liking someone."
Jiang Yao sighed softly, "I haven't told anyone about this. I've kept it in my heart and never mentioned it..."
Jiang Yao's gaze was somewhat unfocused. If she hadn't mentioned it, Jiang Ge would never have imagined that there would be such a story.
That happened back in the Shangguan Mansion in the human realm, during the time when Mo Shisheng and Ming Beiya were on good terms.
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It was during that time that Jiang Yao felt her relationship with him had grown closer...
"Purple wood is so precious, and you're using it to make a table?"
Seemingly finding the texture pleasant, Mo Shisheng couldn't resist touching it a couple more times. When her gaze fell on the chair beside her, she was stunned again. "You're incredibly extravagant! You even used purple wood for your chair?"
"..."
Ming Beiya did not answer, but instead gently touched his high nose with his slender fingers. This purple wood may be very precious to the human world, but there is a patch of this purple wood planted on the back mountain of his Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. It was all transplanted from the Demon Realm.
However, he couldn't say these things to Mo Shisheng now. When the time was right, he would explain everything honestly.
Having seemingly touched her enough, Mo Shisheng slowly withdrew her hand, picked up a handkerchief from the side to wipe it, and noticed that Jiang Ge, Jiang Yao, Zhu Que, and the two cooks were still standing to the side. Her lips twitched slightly, "Come and sit down."
"No way, young lady!"
Upon hearing Mo Shisheng's words, Jiang Yao quickly shook her head, "The Imperial Preceptor is of noble status, and we lowly servants are not allowed to sit with him."
Mo Shisheng was born into a society governed by the rule of law. Although this other world had some similarities to the survival rules of the 25th century she had lived in—after all, the strong survive and the weak die—Mo Shisheng still disliked the division of people into different classes.
She frowned slightly. "I said sit down, so sit down."
"Can……"
Jiang Yao was about to say something when Zhu Que interrupted, "Miss Shangguan, please don't be angry. The Imperial Advisor generally doesn't like people getting within three steps of him, so..."
"Shut up."
Before Zhuque could finish speaking, Ming Beiya glanced at him coldly, then pulled Mo Shisheng up, lazily lifted her up, and carried her to the other side of the long table. He then sat down with Mo Shisheng in his arms.
Mo Shisheng struggled to get up, but she was no match for Ming Beiya. With an angry look on her face, she said, "Let go of me!"
"sit."
Ming Beiya did not answer Mo Shisheng's question, but gently raised his hand and patted her back, as if coaxing a child.
Suzaku found the scene before him utterly appalling!
He was puzzled as to why he was given a cold look when he spoke up for the master. It turned out that the master was willing to move his own seat to please the beauty.
The purplewood table was quite long, with at least three steps between each end, allowing for seating without having to get too close to Ming Beiya. Why not?
Jiang Yao, being carefree, was the first to sit down. After sitting down, she pulled Jiang Ge next to her to sit down as well. Noticing that Zhu Que and the two cooks were still standing, she waved and said, "Come on, sit down!"
Suzaku and the two cooks: "..."
Girl, you have such a big heart!
However, Jiang Yao's genuine nature brought a faint smile to Mo Shisheng's lips. Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao were the two people she was most familiar with in this other world, and in the short time they had spent together, Mo Shisheng had regarded them as her own younger sisters.
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