Xie's gaze also fell on Mo Shisheng's small face, and he frowned slightly, "You should have explained it to her afterwards."
"..."
These words left Ming Beiya speechless. He didn't even know what to say. Although he wasn't good at expressing himself, he felt that his relationship with Mo Shisheng didn't need so much explanation.
But the heretical claims do indeed make a lot of sense.
He should have explained afterward...
"Although she trusts you, once you talk to her, her hopes won't seem so slim."
His narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and his handsome, ethereal face seemed to be veiled in a light mist, making it difficult to see clearly.
Xie was genuinely afraid that Mo Shisheng would fall into a coma; she looked so much like she had when she fell into a coma in the Southern Kingdom...
*
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.
...
She rested in bed for three days. Nan Chen didn't come to see her during those days, but the servants brought her three meals a day on time. She didn't have a good appetite, but she still forced herself to drink a few sips of soup.
As her strength gradually returned, Mo Shisheng was able to walk again. She opened the wardrobe, which contained the dresses prepared by Nan Chen. Mo Shisheng glanced lightly at the colorful dresses and finally took out a simple white long dress to change into.
As soon as she stepped out of the palace gate, a maid and two guards with swords followed her. Mo Shisheng's lips curled into a mocking smile.
Although she has lost her cultivation, her supernatural abilities remain.
Even in the 25th century, she could appear and disappear unpredictably, dodging rifle sniper fire with her own speed.
With her abilities, she could easily leave this palace.
However, the prerequisite is to understand the terrain of the Southern Kingdom's royal palace.
The palace was not much different from that of the Qi Kingdom; it was equally luxurious and majestic.
However, the guards stationed inside the palace were actually from Qi State.
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