Ming Beiya didn't use much force, but Mo Shisheng said coquettishly, "Ming Beiya, you're pinching me too hard!"
He quickly let go, and upon closer inspection, he saw a red mark on the girl's fair and delicate face. His dark eyes held a hint of annoyance.
It seemed as if he regretted pinching Mo Shisheng's face earlier.
Seeing this, Mo Shisheng narrowed her beautiful peach blossom eyes into crescent moons and gently curled her lips, "Actually, I'm not in pain."
Why lead troops?
Ming Beiya bent down and held Mo Shisheng in his arms like a child.
He gently supported her buttocks with one hand and held her slender waist with the other.
The sudden feeling of weightlessness made Mo Shisheng instinctively wrap her arms around the man's neck, her legs fidgeting restlessly. "Didn't we make a deal back then? You helped me find my parents, and I'd unify the Xuan Yun Continent for you."
"That's all in the past."
Upon hearing this, the man said calmly, releasing his hand from her waist and instead holding Mo Shisheng's snow-white chin, "Asheng, I don't want you to take any risks."
"I will cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage before leading the troops into battle." Mo Shisheng tilted her head slightly, then suddenly leaned in and gave the man a quick kiss on the neck.
Her lips, still tinged with crimson from the tissue she had pursed, bore a hickey on the man's neck. He, dressed in a long black robe, appeared exceptionally abstinent.
The more Mo Shisheng looked at him, the more she found him attractive, and added, "Actually, I also have my own things to do. Shangguan Zong is still in Situ Kingdom, and I need to save him."
And then there's Feng Yi... He knows about her background, so she has to go find him.
Mo Shisheng didn't tell Ming Beiya the last sentence because she didn't know if she could accept her own identity, so she wanted to wait until the truth came out before telling him.
So as not to worry him.
After Mo Shisheng finished speaking, Ming Beiya stared at her without saying a word.
He secretly didn't want Mo Shisheng to know about her background, and he didn't want her to have any connection with the people of Feng Kingdom. He was afraid that Mo Shisheng might suddenly regain her memories and hate him.
Noticing that Ming Beiya's mood was off, Mo Shisheng leaned obediently on his shoulder. "Ming Beiya, three years will pass quickly. I'll be eighteen in three years. Then we'll leave here and travel the world."
"good."
In the end, Ming Beiya relented and agreed; he couldn't refuse Mo Shisheng.
Ming Beiya decided that three years later, he would take the initiative to tell Mo Shisheng the memory she had forgotten.
Even if Mo Shisheng really hates him then, he won't let her go.
Ming Beiya carried Mo Shisheng away in his arms, with Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao following behind at a distance that was neither too close nor too far.
Seeing how much Ming Beiya doted on her older sister, Jiang Yao nodded happily, "Jiang Ge, it's fortunate that my sister still has the Imperial Advisor. If it were my sister alone after what happened, she would have had a hard time getting through it."
"Um."
Jiang Ge nodded slightly, raised her hand and ruffled Jiang Yao's hair, "Go back and make some nourishing soup for my sister, she's very weak."
"good!"
After the group returned to the Imperial Preceptor's residence, Qingluan stood guard at the main gate of Mo Shisheng's residence.
Seeing Ming Beiya carrying Mo Shisheng back from afar, she was about to go forward, but suddenly stopped in her tracks.
She turned and left with a dejected expression. Mo Shisheng never liked being lied to, and this time, she probably wouldn't forgive her.
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