When Feng Yi saw that Mo Shisheng wasn't wearing a mask but had a bunch of scars on her face, he glanced at Shangguan Leiting with a cold look, snorted, and took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve.
He applied the ointment to Mo Shisheng's face. Mo Shisheng instinctively resisted, but then heard Feng Yi whisper, "I don't want to know about my background."
Upon hearing this, a cold glint flashed in Mo Shisheng's eyes. She then temporarily abandoned Lin Kang and allowed Feng Yi to apply the cool ointment to her face.
It was that familiar scent again, almost identical to the ointment Ming Beiya had given her before.
A moment later, she felt an itch on her face, her brows furrowed slightly, and the scabs on her face instantly fell off.
Her skin was like a peeled egg, tender and soft, with a shimmering glow on her face, so fair it was dazzling.
Those amorous peach blossom eyes shimmered with a captivating light, their clear light sparkling, every smile and frown mesmerizing.
Especially the touch of crimson under her eyes, like the finishing touch, made her bewitchingly beautiful beyond compare.
Her nose was high and straight, leading down to lips that were naturally red. Her features were exquisitely beautiful, almost breathtaking. How could someone with such stunning beauty be the ugliest woman in the Qi Kingdom!
When Feng Yi saw the girl's face, the cruel smile on his lips grew wider. After thousands of years, he had finally found her.
However, now was not a good time to talk. After healing the wounds on Mo Shisheng's face, Feng Yi walked to the other side.
It was already afternoon. After a heavy rain, the air was stuffy and dry, mixed with the earthy smell.
At this point, Shangguan Leiting had given up all hope. He grabbed a long sword from the side and stabbed it into Mo Shisheng's abdomen, a few inches above her heart. He said sternly to Ming Beiya, "If the Imperial Preceptor wants her to suffer no more physical injuries, he might consider kneeling before me!"
Ming Beiya's gaze was fixed on the long sword that had pierced through Mo Shisheng's abdomen. The exposed blade was stained with crimson blood—Mo Shisheng's blood…
"laugh!"
Seeing that Ming Beiya did not answer, Shangguan Leiting tightened his grip, thrusting the sword even deeper. "Kneel or not!"
Ming Beiya's face was icy cold. He didn't want to see Mo Shisheng get hurt, but he knew that Mo Shisheng definitely still had questions for Shangguan Leiting, so he couldn't make a move at this moment.
What does kneeling down matter for his girl?
Ming Beiya took a few steps forward, his pale fingers gently lifting his clothes, just as he was about to kneel down, an air barrier stopped his next move.
Realizing his actions had been stopped, Ming Beiya looked at Mo Shisheng, only to find that she slightly curled her lips, which were stained with blood, and shook her head at him.
She turned her head slightly and asked Shangguan Leiting softly, "Grandpa, from the moment you brought me to this Shangguan residence, were you driven by a desire for revenge?"
"yes!"
Shangguan Leiting said fiercely, "I've raised you for almost ten years just to get revenge!"
"But my mother hasn't come looking for me for so long, how are you going to take revenge?" Mo Shisheng's lips curled slightly.
"As long as there is any trace of my son, the revenge will be the same whether it's directed at you or not!"
"So all the kindness Grandpa showed me over the years was fake, and even letting me take the position of the eldest sister in the Shangguan family was all fake, right?"
Mo Shisheng spoke very softly, even though she knew the answers to these questions were obvious, she still wanted to hear them from Shangguan Leiting.
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