The main hall of the Southern Kingdom was always different from that of the Qi Kingdom.
It wouldn't be an exaggeration to call it a large pavilion, except that each table has a heater underneath.
It was surrounded by golden beams and pillars, with nothing in the middle to block the wind; it was completely empty, and occasionally a cool breeze would blow, carrying a biting chill.
Mo Shisheng glanced to the side, and her gaze stopped when she saw Qi Muxiao in her luxurious dress.
Qi Muxiao noticed Mo Shisheng the moment she appeared, and finally, when Mo Shisheng looked at her, she waved.
Seeing this, Mo Shisheng stepped inside. Her steps were light, her body slender, and her temperament aloof, like the cold moon over there.
Everyone at the banquet was stunned. The girl's beauty was breathtaking, and the touch of crimson under her eye was the perfect finishing touch.
Mo Shisheng was already used to these gazes. She walked straight toward Qi Muxiao without looking to the side and sat down gently.
She glanced at Qi Muxiao lightly; her eyes were no longer red and swollen, and she wore light makeup, looking much better.
She was wearing a light red long dress and a thick cape draped over her shoulders.
Mo Shisheng smiled faintly, "Quite pretty."
"I think you're the most dazzling one in the crowd, no matter where you are."
Qi Muxiao chuckled and reached out to take Mo Shisheng's hand, which was hidden in her sleeve; it was icy cold.
He frowned. "Your hands are so cold, why didn't you wear an extra cloak?"
"fine."
Mo Shisheng gently withdrew her hand, picked up the steaming ginger tea in front of her, took a small sip, and felt much warmer. "How much do you know about tonight's events?"
"What happened tonight?"
Qi Muxiao looked at Mo Shisheng with a question in her eyes.
"Nan Chen has a great gift from the Qi Kingdom tonight, and I thought you would know something about it."
Mo Shisheng lowered her eyes slightly, took another sip of ginger tea, and her gaze drifted to the outside of the main hall. Silvery snowflakes gradually accumulated on the ground, forming a thin layer of white. "I have a bad premonition," she said.
"..."
Qi Muxiao frowned, but seeing that Mo Shisheng seemed unwilling to speak, she did not ask any further questions.
At this moment, the Emperor of the Southern Kingdom entered with the Empress of the Southern Kingdom, followed by Nan Xiao and Nan Chen.
Mo Shisheng gently raised her eyes, her gaze drawn to a silvery white figure. Her pupils constricted sharply, and she almost couldn't resist rushing forward.
The man was like a banished immortal standing atop a snow-capped mountain, his silver-white robe making him appear sacred and inviolable.
He exuded a faint, cool aura, and wore a silver-white mask. Although he stood behind the emperor of the Southern Kingdom, he seemed to be the one who commanded obedience and submission.
He turned his head slightly, his dark eyes glancing at Mo Shisheng with a hint of doting affection.
It's him! Ming Beiya!
He's here!
Mo Shisheng's hand trembled slightly with excitement, and the scalding ginger tea spilled all over the back of her fair hand, instantly turning her delicate skin red. However, she seemed completely oblivious to it.
Qi Muxiao was surprised that Mo Shisheng would suddenly spill the ginger tea. She gasped and reached out to take Mo Shisheng's hand. "It's all red. Doesn't it hurt?"
Hearing Qi Muxiao's words, Mo Shisheng finally withdrew her gaze. She suppressed her doubts and said calmly, "I'm fine."
“They’re all so red, how could they be alright?” Qi Muxiao frowned deeply. “Peony, go to the palace and get some burning ointment. Be quick.”
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