After having breakfast, Ming Beiya went out because he had something to do, while Mo Shisheng went to Shangguan Xuan's room.
Neither of them was in good condition, and because they were afraid that the poison would take effect and harm them, they were tied tightly to the large bed with ropes.
Mo Shisheng walked gently to the bedside and felt very bad seeing the two of them suffering from such poison because of her.
"I will heal you, it may take some time, you must hold on."
Mo Shisheng didn't know what else she could do besides these pale and powerless words. When Shangguan Xuan and Qi Yufeng were suffering from unbearable poisoning, she could only watch from the sidelines, unable to help in any way.
Hearing Mo Shisheng's voice, Shangguan Xuan regained some of his composure, and cold sweat slid down his pale, thin face. "Don't... worry..."
Mo Shisheng remained silent, took a handkerchief and a bowl of warm water, moistened them, and dabbed the water on their lips.
Mo Shisheng waited until their situation stabilized before turning to leave.
When she returned to her room, she found an uninvited guest.
Lingya was sitting at the table. When she saw Mo Shisheng come in, she quickly stood up and said, "Miss Mo, you're back."
"Who let you in?"
Mo Shisheng's gaze turned cold, as if it had been tempered with ice, as she glanced at Lingya. For some reason, she disliked this woman from the bottom of her heart.
No matter how harmless Lingya may seem on the surface, Mo Shisheng always felt that she was definitely not as simple as she appeared.
"I heard that you, Brother Beiya, have lost your memory, and I've been wanting to come see you. But I knocked on the door just now, and no one answered. I'm very weak, and it's freezing outside, so I had no choice but to push the door open and wait for you. I'm sure Miss Mo, who is so understanding, won't mind, right?"
Lingya has a beautiful face, like a flower carefully nurtured in a greenhouse. She is gentle and delicate, which makes men feel a protective instinct towards her.
But Mo Shisheng wasn't a man, so she naturally understood the meaning behind Lingya's words.
She first praised herself for being understanding, and if I were to argue with her, I would probably be being a bit aggressive.
That's quite a high level.
But who is Mo Shisheng?
She's someone who isn't bound by worldly conventions.
For her, flattery and compliments were a complete burden.
Mo Shisheng glanced at Lingya indifferently, "What if I mind?"
Lingya, who thought she had figured out Mo Shisheng's temperament, couldn't help but stiffen slightly upon hearing this. She smiled gently and said, "If Miss Mo minds, you may make a request. I will do my best to fulfill it."
"Is that so?"
Mo Shisheng lowered her eyes and thought for a moment, seemingly very seriously considering what request to make. Suddenly, she raised her eyes, a smile appearing on her delicate lips, "I've thought of a request."
Her shimmering peach blossom eyes were crystal clear, and her features were exquisitely beautiful, like a flower bud about to bloom, exuding a faint fragrance. A single smile from her was enough to make one almost lose control.
Lingya lowered her eyes slightly, looking like she was about to be bullied. "Please, Miss Mo."
"From where you are standing now."
Mo Shisheng stretched out her delicate hand and pointed towards the door, "Get out."
Seeing that Mo Shisheng hadn't expected her to make this request, Lingya's face paled even more, and her hands, hidden in her sleeves, clenched slightly. Her gaze fell on the doorway, where the silvery snow on the ground seemed to sting her eyes.
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