"At the victory celebration, your appearance brought an end to everything. She is my only sister. Because of you, she married into the Southern Kingdom. Mo Shisheng, I should hate you."
"If I hadn't delayed when my father asked me to marry you, Mu Xiao might not have had to marry into another country."
As soon as he finished speaking, Qi Yufeng suddenly moved closer, his speed incredibly fast, and a cool sensation touched Mo Shisheng's skin.
A sudden gust of wind blew, and the leaf on the girl's face was blown away, revealing a face as white as jade.
Exquisite yet cold, her long, dark hair was blown by the wind, carrying the fresh scent of soapberry.
Qi Yufeng supported himself on the side of Mo Shisheng's head with one hand, while holding a dagger tightly against Mo Shisheng's neck with the other.
Suddenly, a slight stinging pain shot through his abdomen, and a mocking smile curled his thin lips. "I never imagined that the trash of Qi Kingdom would grow to such a formidable level."
Upon hearing this, Mo Shisheng looked directly into Qi Yufeng's eyes and said calmly, "Don't blame others for anything that goes wrong."
"If you and the Imperial Advisor were not mutually in love, Mu Xiao, she..."
"On the surface, she was a favored princess, but in the end, she still fell into the trap of becoming a pawn in a political marriage."
Mo Shisheng sneered, "Qi Yufeng, you should blame your incompetence. It is your carefree nature that made Qi Muxiao a pawn."
"..."
Mo Shisheng's words were like a sharp sword, piercing deeply into Qi Yufeng's heart. She did not like any man other than Ming Beiya to be near her, so she immediately raised her hand and struck Qi Yufeng's chest hard.
He swayed, nearly falling from the tree, but quickly regained his balance. Just as he stepped back, Mo Shisheng landed lightly on the rain. She strode towards the camp, gathering her long hair in a bun, her back view proud and aloof, exuding a powerful aura.
Qi Yufeng could always see a similar feeling in her to that of Ming Beiya.
Thinking of Qi Muxiao, Qi Yufeng's lips curled slightly, and he slowly lay down on the tree trunk again.
The Demon Realm.
Ming Beiya was sitting in the hall thinking about the recent events in Jiushan. Because of the departure of the fourth and ninth brothers, the people of Jiushan were still in turmoil and there was a faint tendency for them to become enraged.
Zhuque Chihu and Qingluan had already gone to resolve the matter, leaving Ming Beiya alone in the Demon Realm Palace.
Not long after, a commotion came from outside the door, followed by a scream. A guard flew in and crashed heavily to the ground with a thud.
The aloof and stunningly handsome man slightly raised his face, his eyes falling lightly on Shi Youmi, a hint of disgust flashing across his face, which he made no attempt to hide.
Shi Youmi chuckled softly, "Jinheng, do you really have to be so confrontational with your mother?"
Upon hearing this, Ming Beiya's lips curled into a faint, alluring smile, so subtle yet so strikingly beautiful, that it accentuated her exquisite features. "To die."
"If Jinheng heard what Mother Consort was about to say, I wonder if he would still be so disrespectful to her."
Shi Youmi didn't care about Ming Beiya's attitude towards her; on the contrary, the colder Ming Beiya was to her, the more she liked it.
“The fourth and ninth brothers of Jiushan have already left the Demon Realm. I believe Jinheng has already found out that I was the one helping them behind the scenes.” Shi Youmi walked slowly with alluring steps, trying to get a little closer to Ming Beiya.
Sensing Shi Youmi's intentions, Ming Beiya's eyes grew even colder. "If you dare to get any closer, you will have to pay the price."
The chill emanating from Ming Beiya was so intense that it stopped Shi Youmi in her tracks.
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