This scene, captured in Xie's eyes, was heartbreaking.
"Sheng Sheng must have heard what I said."
"Um."
Ming Beiya nodded slightly, the furrowed brows relaxing a bit. "Ah Sheng raised her hand forcefully just now, so she should still have a clear memory of this event."
"Of course."
A slight smile played on her lips, for during this time, Mo Shisheng had missed Ming Beiya terribly…
Ming Beiya simply didn't know that.
"Then continue."
Ming Beiya gently held Mo Shisheng's small hand as he spoke.
"good."
*
"Mo Shisheng, how dare you!"
Ignoring the pain in her hand, Situ Xue seemed overjoyed at finding even the slightest fault in Mo Shisheng. She demanded sharply, "Do you have no respect for hierarchy? The person standing before you is the Crown Prince! How dare you speak to him like that?"
"Is that so?"
Mo Shisheng had been about to leave, but after hearing Situ Xue's words, she stopped in her tracks. She tilted her head slightly and asked, "Then how should we talk?"
Seeing Mo Shisheng like this, Situ Xue assumed that she was afraid, and smiled smugly, but the pain aggravated her left cheek, causing her to gasp slightly.
Nan Xiao's gaze had been fixed on Mo Shisheng since he appeared, a fact that Situ Xue naturally noticed. She gently twisted her wrist and said in a coquettish voice, "Your Highness, it hurts~"
"..."
Mo Shisheng couldn't help but roll her eyes. Had she lost her mind? How could she stay here and watch such a disgusting scene?
Upon hearing this, Nan Xiao calmly released Situ Xue's wrist. Situ Xue looked at her wrist, her face stiffening; it was red and showing signs of bruising.
Situ Xue blamed everything on Mo Shisheng, believing that it was because of Mo Shisheng, this vixen, that Nan Xiao treated her this way!
She glanced at Mo Shisheng with disdain out of the corner of her eye, like a proud hen, "Mo Shisheng, you should kneel down and kowtow to the Crown Prince to confess your sins and beg for his forgiveness!"
"I see."
Mo Shisheng seemed to be acting out a drama, her brows furrowed slightly, as if she were genuinely afraid.
Situ Xue believed her and tilted her head back even higher. "Otherwise, do you think you can just walk away after offending His Highness the Crown Prince?"
"Where should I kneel?"
Mo Shisheng's voice lowered, as if she had been intimidated by Situ Xue.
"Of course you're kneeling here! Where else do you think you're going?"
Situ Xue pointed to the ground in front of her, a malicious glint in her eyes. She walked to Nan Xiao's side and nestled gently in his arms. "Your Highness, you must avenge me. Look at my face..."
Situ Xue looked up from Nan Xiao's arms, her small face clearly visible, with five finger marks on her left cheek.
It seemed that a great deal of force was used; the area where the palm print was was engorged with blood, and at first glance, it was truly frightening.
Nan Xiao spoke softly, "Mm."
Although it was only a simple response, it was enough to make Situ Xue happy. She knew that Nan Xiao was indifferent by nature, but she just absolutely adored that side of him.
After receiving permission, Situ Xue became even more outrageous, saying, "Mo Shisheng, kneel down here and slap yourself twenty times, and I will consider letting you go."
"But twenty strokes sounds like it hurts a lot."
Mo Shisheng scoffed inwardly, thinking Situ Xue was simply a brainless idiot. But since Situ Xue was digging her own grave, how could the kind-hearted Mo Shisheng refuse?
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