The faint, hoarse cries of Peony could be heard from outside the door. Mo Shisheng frowned slightly, unable to hear clearly; it seemed that only her eyes could move.
Her questioning gaze fell on Ming Beiya. "Someone is calling me."
"you……"
Before Ming Beiya could finish his sentence, Mo Shisheng heard Shaoyao's voice even more clearly. She rolled her eyes at Ming Beiya and said definitively, "Shaoyao is calling me."
"Then what"
Ming Beiya's lips curled slightly, and his large hand under the blanket gently landed on the girl's slender waist. The light touch caused the girl to gasp softly, "You!"
How are you going to get out like this?
A single sentence snapped Mo Shisheng back to her senses, and her face fell. "Go hide in the closet, I'll let her in."
Ming Beiya: "..."
He probably never expected that he would be disliked by Mo Shisheng and have to hide in the closet. His gaze towards Mo Shisheng was filled with a faint resentment.
Mo Shisheng gently closed her eyes. "I can't see. You should hide in the closet."
Ming Beiya: "..."
He sighed helplessly, leaned down and gently bit the girl's soft lips, then got up and walked to the other side of the screen.
Just kidding, this palace is so big, there's nowhere you can't hide.
Do we really have to go to the cupboard?
Ming Beiya gently raised his hand and dispelled the barrier he had set up.
With the barrier gone, Peony's voice became even louder as she pounded on the door, pleading, "Miss Mo, Miss Mo, please open the door..."
Mo Shisheng frowned slightly. "Go in."
Upon receiving a response, Peony pushed the door open and rushed in, dragging her battered body. She ran to the bedside, crying, "Miss Mo, please save my mistress! She's about to be beaten to death!"
"Who dares to hit her?"
Mo Shisheng glanced at Shaoyao. She was covered in wounds, clearly from being whipped, and her clothes were stained with blood.
"The...Crown Princess! It's her! She broke into Her Majesty's palace this morning and ordered her to be taken away!" Peony cried, sobbing uncontrollably. "Miss Mo, please, please save our Lady!"
Mo Shisheng tried to sit up in bed, but the pain made her wince and fall heavily back onto the bed.
A muffled thud startled Peony. "Miss Mo, what's wrong?"
"I……"
Were you injured too?
Peony was about to burst into tears again. Mo Shisheng felt like her head was about to explode. She asked softly, "Qi Muxiao's cultivation level is not necessarily lower than Situ Xue's, so how could he have been captured?"
"She is the Crown Princess, Your Majesty dares not..."
"..."
What the hell is there to be afraid of!
Mo Shisheng felt she shouldn't have provoked him last night; now she couldn't even get out of bed, but she couldn't just ignore Qi Muxiao.
She frowned slightly. "Go outside and wait for me. I'll come out after I change my clothes."
"good!"
With Mo Shisheng's assurance, Peony felt as if she had found her pillar of support and quickly went out, gently closing the door behind her.
Ming Beiya slowly walked over from the other side of the screen, looked at Mo Shisheng lying on the bed, and slightly curved her crimson lips, "Asheng has no strength."
"..."
Mo Shisheng glared fiercely at the culprit, "Qi Muxiao is being targeted by Situ Xue now, I have to go over there!"
"Yeah"
Ming Beiya maintained a nonchalant attitude, his gaze indifferent, as if the matter that was causing Mo Shisheng anxiety was utterly insignificant.
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