Mo Shisheng didn't even raise her head before taking a few steps back, her eyes filled with coldness.
Ming Beiya stood with his hands behind his back, his body shrouded in black clothing, appearing both ascetic and mysterious...
Seeing the coldness in Mo Shisheng's eyes, Ming Beiya's lips curled slightly. "Who are you?"
"You think I'll tell you who I am just because you want to know?" Mo Shisheng scoffed, her eyes filled with disdain.
Ming Beiya found her somewhat familiar; she was very similar to himself...
"Shangguan Yan was taken to Yinhe Mountain a few days ago. His face was disfigured and his voice was poisoned. He died on the spot."
With each word Ming Beiya uttered, the coldness in Mo Shisheng's eyes deepened.
"After being brought back by the Shangguan family, you were able to jump and even recover your broken tendons in no time. Shangguan Yan, who exactly are you?"
In the end, Ming Beiya's figure blurred and he stood directly in front of Mo Shisheng, reaching out to grab Mo Shisheng's chin.
Perhaps because of the thin veil, the texture on my hands wasn't very comfortable.
Mo Shisheng frowned slightly, pursed his lips, and remained silent.
She had no idea who the man in front of her was, but in his presence, she felt like an ugly woman with nowhere to hide, as if she had no secrets whatsoever.
"Don't even think you can hide anything from my eyes, Shangguan Yan. You should know that those strange techniques that come with your body can't be used in the Xuan Yun Continent." Ming Beiya slowly released Mo Shisheng. "I look forward to the day when we meet again, and I'm sure you can give me an even bigger surprise."
"..."
Mo Shisheng remained silent, and Ming Beiya, seemingly finding it pointless, turned and left.
Neuropathy!
Startled by Ming Beiya's words, Mo Shisheng broke out in a cold sweat and rolled her eyes in the direction Ming Beiya had left.
Mo Shisheng turned and walked into the room. After closing the door, she removed the light veil from her face.
She slowly walked to the dressing table and sat down, her gaze falling on the bronze mirror. Looking at her face, covered in scabs, she sighed heavily...
Looks like we'll have to take drastic measures.
"Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao, come in for a moment."
Mo Shisheng wearily supported her forehead with one hand. Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao were two personal maids that Mo Shisheng had obtained from Shangguan Leiting, and their cultivation levels were not low.
Upon hearing Mo Shisheng's instructions, Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao pushed open the door and came in. "What are your orders, Sister?"
"Go and prepare these medicinal herbs and hot water for me. I want to take a bath with these." Mo Shisheng handed Jiang Ge a list of herbs that she had written earlier and asked her to prepare the herbs.
“Yes.” Jiang Ge nodded, took the prescription from Mo Shisheng, and turned to leave.
Jiang Yao bowed slightly and left, closing the door behind her as she prepared to fetch hot water for Mo Shisheng.
After they left, Xie became lively again, "Sheng Sheng, this 'medicinal herb' of yours is no ordinary 'medicinal herb'."
"Nonsense, do you know more than I do?"
Mo Shisheng rolled her eyes slightly. "If I don't act ruthlessly, how can I face those people who want to see me make a fool of myself at the welcome banquet?"
"But aren't you afraid that your body can hold up?" It wasn't that Xie looked down on Mo Shisheng now, but Shangguan Yan's body was indeed too weak and frail.
The prescription that Mo Shisheng just wrote contains almost two incompatible ingredients. If the dosage is not properly controlled, it could be life-threatening.
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