Ming Beiya's lips curled slightly, but the curve of his lips carried a bitter meaning.
Mo Shisheng was naturally unaware of these things while unconscious; she simply gripped Ming Beiya's fingers instinctively, applying slightly more force.
Suddenly, Ming Beiya felt his throat dry again. After taking a sip of water, he suddenly remembered the scene of feeding Mo Shisheng water.
Seemingly sensing the man's thoughts, Mo Shisheng gently stuck out her tongue and licked her lips...
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It was the same back then. Ming Beiya put the cup aside and noticed that the girl's lips were a little wet. When he was about to take a handkerchief to wipe them clean for her, Mo Shisheng directly stuck out her pink little tongue and licked the water stains clean.
My lower abdomen tightened.
His gaze towards the girl involuntarily became intense.
Noticing the gaze, Mo Shisheng slightly raised her eyes and met the man's dark, jade-like eyes. The subtle predatory look in those eyes felt familiar to Mo Shisheng.
That's exactly what he was like last night!
"You!" Mo Shisheng moved slightly, and the blanket on her shoulder slipped down, revealing the bluish-purple marks on her fair skin, a testament to the madness of the previous night.
Seeing this, Mo Shisheng couldn't help but twitch her eyes. This man was simply a beast. She felt sore all over, as if she had been rebuilt.
The faint, hoarse cries of Peony could be heard from outside the door. Mo Shisheng frowned slightly, unable to hear clearly; it seemed that only her eyes could move.
Her questioning gaze fell on Ming Beiya. "Someone called me?"
"you……"
Before Ming Beiya could finish his sentence, Mo Shisheng heard Shaoyao's voice even more clearly. She rolled her eyes at Ming Beiya and said definitively, "Shaoyao is calling me."
"Then what?"
Ming Beiya's lips curled slightly, and his large hand under the blanket gently landed on the girl's slender waist. The light touch caused the girl to gasp softly, "You!"
How are you going to get out like this?
A single sentence snapped Mo Shisheng back to her senses, and her small face fell. "Go hide in the closet, I'll let her in."
Ming Beiya: "..."
He probably never imagined that one day he would be so disliked by Mo Shisheng that he had to hide in the closet. His gaze towards Mo Shisheng was filled with a faint resentment.
Mo Shisheng gently closed her eyes. "I can't see. You should hide in the closet."
Ming Beiya: "..."
He sighed helplessly, leaned down and gently bit the girl's soft lips, then got up and walked to the other side of the screen.
Just kidding, this palace is so big, there's nowhere to hide.
Do we really have to go into the cupboard?
Ming Beiya gently raised his hand and dispelled the barrier he had set up.
The barrier was gone, and Peony's voice became even clearer. She pounced on the door, pounding on it, "Miss Mo, Miss Mo, please open the door..."
Mo Shisheng frowned slightly. "Go in."
Upon receiving a response, Peony pushed the door open and rushed in, dragging her battered body. She ran to the bedside, crying, "Miss Mo, please save my mistress! She's about to be beaten to death!"
"Who dares to hit her?"
Mo Shisheng glanced at Shaoyao, who was covered in wounds, clearly from being whipped, and her clothes were stained with blood.
"The...the Crown Princess! It's her! She broke into Her Majesty's palace early this morning and ordered her to be taken away!" Peony cried, sobbing uncontrollably. "Miss Mo, please, please save our Lady!"
Mo Shisheng tried to sit up in bed, but the pain made her wince and fall heavily back onto the bed.
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