“Ah Sheng…”
"Um."
Mo Shisheng nestled gently in his arms, her small hand gently raised in front of him, a golden pattern appearing in her palm.
Seeing this, Ming Beiya frowned slightly, and pinched the girl's small hand with his large hand, "This is... a phoenix seed?"
"Um."
She nodded softly, nuzzling her face against the man's chest. "The phoenix seed gave me a second life. My previous body couldn't handle it and was completely destroyed after being poisoned. When I woke up, I was already in this human realm, and the phoenix seed was inside me. Or... in other words, the phoenix seed is my body, carrying my soul."
As soon as she finished speaking, she was suddenly pulled into a tight embrace by Ming Beiya, with such force that it seemed he wanted to merge her entirely into his body.
A faint smile appeared on Mo Shisheng's delicate, rosy face. She wrapped her small hands around the man's neck from behind and said in a soft voice, "Ming Beiya, this time, we won't be separated again, right?"
"right."
Without the slightest hesitation, Ming Beiya buried his stunningly beautiful face in the girl's neck, his hot breath seeming to scald her skin.
...
Fifteen years later.
The Palace of the Gods.
Mo Shisheng was dressed in a red wedding gown. Her stunningly beautiful face was devastating, and her eyes and brows were filled with alluring, glistening light. Her peach blossom eyes were slightly narrowed.
With a relieved smile on her lips and a hint of reluctance in her eyes, Bei Rao gently placed the red veil over her head, concealing her stunningly beautiful face.
Qingluan awkwardly tugged at her dress, her lips twitching slightly. Mu Qingcheng beside her chuckled, "Qingluan, this pink dress makes your face look like a peach blossom today, so delicate and pretty."
"A beauty that could topple cities!"
Qingluan bit her lower lip, a blush rising to her cheeks. Wearing this pink dress made her feel extremely embarrassed, and she wondered if Chihu would laugh himself to death when he saw her later.
"Alright, Qingluan, don't be shy, it really looks beautiful." Jiangyao chuckled and shook Qingluan's hand. "But you're the young prince's person, so please don't help them."
"Um."
Qingluan responded softly and nodded.
Suddenly, the door to Mo Shisheng's boudoir was pushed open with great force, and the door collapsed to the ground with a crash.
The women in the room all turned to look, only to see that Ming Beiya's outstretched hand had not yet been withdrawn, creating an awkward and mysterious atmosphere.
Mo Shisheng had no idea what was happening outside. She only heard a sudden burst of noise before she was suddenly enveloped in a broad, firm embrace.
Mo Shisheng suddenly clutched her sleeve nervously until the familiar scent reached her, which calmed her down a little.
Immediately, Ming Beiya picked her up and ran quickly outside. The wind lifted her veil, revealing a stunningly beautiful face with shimmering peach blossom eyes.
She saw the man's stunning profile. He pursed his rosy lips slightly, and as if sensing her gaze, Ming Beiya suddenly stopped and looked down at Mo Shisheng.
A wicked and alluring smile curled at the corner of his lips. "Ah Sheng, I've stolen your bride."
"They won't let you off so easily."
Mo Shisheng chuckled. She hadn't expected Ming Beiya to skip so many steps and come to snatch the bride. She guessed that Qingcheng and Jiangyao were probably chasing after him.
"I just want to consummate our marriage as soon as possible."
"That still has to be... um..."
All the words that followed were choked off by this tender and lingering deep kiss. Mo Shisheng's eyes were hazy with desire, and her hands instinctively hooked around the man's neck in response.
When the others caught up, they saw this beautiful scene and stopped in their tracks, not daring to disturb it.
In the shadows, a dark figure slowly departed, his back tinged with melancholy. A knowing smile appeared on his devilishly handsome face as he whispered, "Happy wedding..."
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