Hearing the scene described by Mo Shisheng, it was the war that took place a thousand years ago.
Ming Beiya had been clinging to a sliver of hope that all of this was just Feng Yi's speculation or his imagination. But when the crimson stain under Mo Shisheng's eyes widened further, Ming Beiya could no longer deceive himself.
He picked up the girl's sweaty body and walked out of the bedroom.
He walked all the way to Nuanyu Pavilion, took off the girl's clothes, and gently placed her in the bath before getting up.
As soon as he stood up, a corner of his clothes was tugged. Ming Beiya paused, looked down, and saw that the girl's hand was gripping the corner of his clothes.
Seeing Ming Beiya lower his eyes, Mo Shisheng asked softly, "Where are you going?"
“I haven’t been to the palace while you were unconscious, I have to go see you.” Ming Beiya’s lips curled slightly as he slowly squatted down and gently stroked Mo Shisheng’s soft hair. “I’ll have your personal maid come in to serve you, be good.”
"Go ahead."
Mo Shisheng nodded, released her hand, and let Ming Beiya leave.
A short while later, Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao entered, and Mo Shisheng's mind was in a 'chaos'.
Shangguan Leiting's words and actions were too sudden. Mo Shisheng is not the Virgin Mary. Faced with the fact that he raised her for ten years only to seek revenge, she would not be soft-hearted.
She just hadn't expected to fall ill after that night. Thinking about how her supernatural abilities had been so openly displayed to everyone that day, if she weren't at the Imperial Preceptor's residence, she probably would have been captured like a monster by now.
Seeing that Mo Shisheng was pursing his lips and not saying a word, Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao couldn't help but shed two more tears.
The drops fell to the ground with a soft patter, and she gently sniffed her slightly red nose.
The commotion startled Mo Shisheng, who frowned and turned around to see tear stains at the corners of Jiang Yao's eyes and her slightly red eyes.
"What's wrong"
“Sister, although I don’t know what happened, when Master asked Jiang Ge and me to serve you, he really did tell us to protect you.” Jiang Yao reached out and gently held Mo Shisheng’s hand. “Sister, Master wasn’t completely without feelings for you.”
"Hate is also a kind of emotion, which is more intense and deeper than love."
Upon hearing this, Mo Shisheng merely smiled faintly, "Don't cry. I personally destroyed the Shangguan family mansion, making it impossible for you to ever return to where you lived. Do you blame me?"
Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao shook their heads together, "We won't blame you, sister."
Mo Shisheng merely curled her lips in response, her body feeling extremely weak.
In the hazy, half-asleep state just moments before, she felt a familiar figure standing before her, even taking something out of the way...
However, since she couldn't remember it now, she stopped trying to think about it.
"sister……"
Jiang Yao hesitated to the side, her voice stammering, as if she was wavering.
"Speak your mind."
Mo Shisheng washed her hair in the water and leaned lazily against the edge of the bathtub.
"The Emperor has already sent people to summon my sister to the palace, but the Imperial Advisor has refused them entry. The Imperial Advisor's residence is now completely surrounded by the Imperial Guards… I'm afraid that if the Imperial Advisor enters the palace, he will… he will…"
Jiang Yao didn't need to say anything more; Mo Shisheng understood as well.
Mo Shisheng raised her hand to look at her fair palm and scoffed softly.
Ming Beiya's cultivation was already unfathomable, not to mention that Qi Jingling was unaware of his background.
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