Her beautiful, sparkling eyes were slightly narrowed by the wind, and she was still wearing the night clothes she had just come out of the prison, her body stiff from the cold.
As if he hadn't heard Qingluan's words, Mo Shisheng's voice seemed to drift from a great distance, "I have no right to misunderstand."
"Shi Sheng...you..."
Qingluan was at a loss for words. Her face had turned extremely pale when she first saw Lingya holding the master.
She might not be entirely clear about the exact nature of Lingya's relationship with the master, but before Mo Shisheng, their relationship was very close.
Qingluan never imagined that Mo Shisheng would appear by Ming Beiya's side. When Ming Beiya sent her to Jialuo Academy to get closer to Mo Shisheng, she was particularly curious about what kind of woman could attract the master's attention...
She found the answer later in her interactions with Mo Shisheng.
Mo Shisheng seemed to possess a kind of magic, a magic that made everyone want to get close to her and treat her well.
"It's cold at night, go to sleep early."
Mo Shisheng finally withdrew her gaze and gently stepped onto the snow, heading towards the room next to Shangguan Xuan's.
Looking at Mo Shisheng's slender back, Qingluan really wanted to rush up and tell her that Sister Lingya was not even half as good as her, but Qingluan knew that Mo Shisheng must be feeling extremely uncomfortable right now.
With a soft sigh, Qingluan turned and left.
Ming Beiya personally escorted Lingya back to her room. Lingya's expression hadn't recovered yet. Her hand emerged from her wide sleeve and gently squeezed Ming Beiya's clothes. "Brother Jinheng, she's Beiya, isn't she?"
Upon hearing the familiar name, Ming Beiya's gaze dimmed slightly. He gently withdrew his hand and said softly, "She is now my wife, so don't call me by that name in front of her anymore."
"..."
Upon hearing that Ming Beiya was his wife, Lingya's expression remained unchanged, and a slight smile appeared on her lips. "Brother Beiya, congratulations on finally finding her."
"Um."
Ming Beiya nodded slightly. "You rest first, I'll be going now."
"Um!"
Lingya nodded obediently, "You should go find her quickly. I still owe Beiya an apology and a thank you."
"Spirit Sprout".
Suddenly, the man's voice deepened, "She has amnesia. Her name is now Mo Shisheng. Don't talk about the past in front of her."
"Was it caused by that injury? Can I help you?"
Lingya's face paled slightly. She reached out and grabbed Ming Beiya's sleeve again. "I can help her, right? After all, I have her here..."
It's getting late.
Before Lingya could finish speaking, Ming Beiya interrupted her with a slightly sullen face and turned to walk outside.
Watching Ming Beiya's departing figure, Lingya bit her lip slightly, her eyes clear and calm. The slight curve of her lips was almost imperceptible, carrying a hint of gloom.
Amnesia
This is not good news.
Beiya, why are you back again?
Your life is truly as smelly and hard as a rock in a latrine.
...
Mo Shisheng took a hot bath, then went to the next room to check on Shangguan Xuan and Qi Yufeng before returning to her own room and lying on the big bed, thinking about what had just happened.
The girl's name is Lingya, and Mingbeiya's name also has the character "ya" in it. They seem to have a very close relationship.
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