Everyone raised their glasses, and Feng Yi took his own. Mo Shisheng could only sit there empty-handed. She couldn't bring herself to snatch the glass from Feng Yi.
After downing a cup of wine, Feng Yi narrowed his eyes slightly and raised them to look at Qi Jingling. "Your Majesty, may I ask which family this lady beside me is?"
Upon hearing this, everyone at the banquet instantly turned their gaze to Mo Shisheng, one gaze in particular burning with an intensity she could not ignore.
Mo Shisheng pursed her lips and looked up, following the gaze, and found that it was indeed that childish jealous guy looking over.
She couldn't help but smile, her eyes sparkling as if they could only hold him.
Ming Beiya naturally noticed this as well. He had been talking to Qi Jingling and hadn't paid attention to this side. Now, hearing Feng Yi speak, he looked over and found that Feng Yi was sitting right next to his girl.
“That’s Shangguan girl, the younger sister of the Protector General.”
Qi Jingling smiled. "Why does the Grand Preceptor of Feng Kingdom ask such a question?"
"So it's from the Shangguan family."
Whether it was Mo Shisheng's imagination or not, when Feng Yi said those words, she noticed a fleeting glint of calculation in his eyes.
It was as if he had known his identity all along, yet he wasn't curious about it at all, and instead cared about other things.
Sure enough, Feng Yi then asked, "Is she married?"
"cherry"
A clear, cool voice rang out softly, and it was immediately clear that it was not Qi Jingling's reply.
Mo Shisheng's heart skipped a beat as she saw the man's tall figure approaching slowly like a god. He strode down from the stage, his gaze fixed solely on Mo Shisheng.
His eyes were fixed on her, ignoring the gazes of others. When he reached Mo Shisheng's side, he bent down slightly, stretched out his long arm, hooked the girl's slender waist, and pulled her into his arms.
She slightly raised her beautiful face and uttered, "She is already married to my national teacher."
Upon hearing this, Feng Yi's eyes suddenly darkened, but his face remained arrogant and wicked. He raised his wrist, on which Mo Shisheng's belt was wrapped, and held it to his nose as if in a provocation, saying, "A very fragrant woman."
Ming Beiya withdrew his gaze and led Mo Shisheng to their seats. This time, Mo Shisheng did not refuse. She would rather be disrespectful than sit with that dangerous man, Feng Yi!
Seemingly surprised by this turn of events, everyone was stunned by Ming Beiya's words and remained speechless for a long time.
Qi Jingling's eyes flashed with displeasure as he glanced at Ming Beiya. "Imperial Advisor, your earlier request for me to cancel the marriage between Shangguan Yatou and the Second Prince wasn't because their horoscopes clashed."
"They are incompatible."
Ming Beiya said calmly, "She is only worthy of me."
Qi Jingling: "..."
Hearing Ming Beiya's words, Mo Shisheng couldn't help but reach out and pinch the soft flesh on his waist. She only let go when she heard the man gasp.
Ming Beiya suddenly tightened his grip, his thin lips close to her ear, "Asheng, you murdered your husband."
"Take it easy!"
Mo Shisheng lowered her voice, her tone carrying a strong warning, "You are the Imperial Advisor, but I am nothing!"
"After tonight, you will be the wife of the Imperial Advisor."
Ming Beiya chuckled softly, opened his mouth and gently bit Mo Shisheng's fair earlobe, causing the girl to gasp in surprise.
The young ladies from wealthy families in the audience, witnessing this scene, were heartbroken...
Especially Qi Muxiao, whose face was deathly pale, as if she had lost all life.
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