"That won't do, we haven't given in yet."
Mo Shisheng smiled faintly, then slowly stood up from the ground, gripping Liangyu's neck.
Liangyu dared not disobey and hurriedly stood up. She noticed that Mo Shisheng's strength was either loosening or increasing, and her body was tense and she dared not move.
"Just now... just now I was blind to your greatness... I... I deserve to die!"
Suddenly, Liangyu raised her hand and slapped herself hard across the face, the sound crisp and loud.
The slap was definitely not forceful enough; her back teeth were even throbbing with pain. "Is this more satisfactory to you?"
"You don't think I'm some kind of Guanyin Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering, do you?"
Mo Shisheng curled her lips slightly and walked out of the dungeon with Liangyu. "You think a slap is enough to satisfy me? Do you think I'm that kind?"
Upon hearing Mo Shisheng's words, Liang Yu gritted her teeth, raised her trembling hand, gathered a force in her palm, and struck her chest with all her might. A mouthful of blood spurted out, and her body involuntarily arched.
But because Mo Shisheng's hand was gripping her neck, Liang Yu endured the excruciating pain, straightened her back, and dared not move.
"Oh."
Mo Shisheng took another intact blood jade bracelet from Liang Yu's hand, and then threw her body away like trash, her back hitting the wall hard, the shock almost dislocating Liang Yu's internal organs.
He suddenly spat out a mouthful of foul blood mixed with bits of flesh.
Mo Shisheng didn't even glance at her. He put away the blood jade bracelet, took out a handkerchief, and gently wiped his hands, cleaning each one meticulously with elegant and refined movements.
...
In front of the palace.
When Ming Beiya and Ming Qiancheng arrived together, Shi Youmi was not surprised at all.
Shi Youmi was lying on a chaise lounge, lazily peeling an orange. She slowly put a segment of orange into her mouth, and her delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly as if the taste was a little sour.
Ming Qiancheng found a comfortable spot to sit down, while Ming Beiya remained standing in the hall, his tall and slender figure exuding an oppressive aura.
After a long while, Shi Youmi finally finished eating an orange before turning her gaze to Ming Beiya. "It's so late, and you're still here. That's quite unusual."
"What conditions are required for their release?"
Ming Beiya's dark eyes were cold and deep, and on the surface, he showed no emotion. In reality, he was on the verge of exploding with rage.
"Jinheng thinks..."
Shi Youmi's lips curled into a slight smile, but she abruptly stopped a second later, a sinister glint flashing in her alluring eyes. "You transferred the poison to yourself?"
"What conditions will you demand before you release them?"
Ming Beiya completely ignored Shi Youmi's words and asked again.
Seeing Ming Beiya's persistence, Shi Youmi's lips curled into a seductive smile as she looked at Ming Qiancheng sitting to the side. "Your Highness came here with Jinheng. Could it be for the same thing?"
"It should be."
Ming Qiancheng's wicked and effeminate face wore a fox-like fake smile, the smile not reaching his eyes, but those eyes were strikingly similar to Ming Beiya's, almost identical.
Shi Youmi was absolutely smitten with those eyes, and inadvertently revealed her innermost thoughts, giving Ming Qiancheng goosebumps.
He frowned slightly. "You just transferred the poison to yourself. Was it one of your newly developed poisons?"
Hearing Ming Qiancheng bring the topic back, Shi Youmi's gaze darkened further. "Your Highness guessed correctly."
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