When Mo Shisheng woke up, the sky was completely dark. She squinted her eyes and slowly opened them, only to find that her hand was being held and she couldn't move.
She frowned slightly, feeling numbness in her entire arm, poor blood circulation, and a stinging pain.
Looking to the side, she saw that Ming Beiya was staring intently at her, his eyes bloodshot.
"..."
Mo Shisheng pursed her lips slightly, her throat dry and uncomfortable. Just as she was about to speak, she saw the man stand up.
He walked a few steps to the table, poured a glass of warm water, and came back. He supported Mo Shisheng's soft body with one hand and held the glass to her lips. "Drink it, it's warm."
She lowered her eyes slightly, her long eyelashes concealing the emotions within them, and sipped her water silently.
"Ah Sheng, what did you dream about?"
The unexpected question made Mo Shisheng's long eyelashes tremble slightly, and she paused in her drinking, but only for a second, before quickly continuing to drink.
When the cup was empty and the water was completely drunk, Ming Beiya put the cup aside, raised his hand and stroked the girl's soft hair, "I heard you calling my name when you were asleep. What were you dreaming about, Asheng?"
"..."
Upon hearing this, Mo Shisheng's eyes flickered slightly. She had indeed dreamt of Ming Beiya, a memory from their time in Qi Kingdom, but she never expected to call out his name.
Seeing that Mo Shisheng didn't want to answer, Ming Beiya smiled slightly. "Since you don't want to, then I won't force you."
"You can leave now."
Mo Shisheng spoke softly, slowly raising her eyes. Sure enough, she saw a dark, unfathomable depth in the man's eyes, making it impossible to discern his emotions. Mo Shisheng looked away and continued, "The Divine Realm is not as peaceful as it appears on the surface. Ming Beiya, what are you doing here?"
Are you worried about me?
A glimmer of light appeared in the man's eyes, and he tightened his grip on the girl's shoulder, a hint of excitement in his eyes.
Mo Shisheng glanced at him indifferently, "You're overthinking it. I just think your presence here will get in the way of many things."
"..."
Even though he knew that Mo Shisheng was deliberately saying these things to him, Ming Beiya still couldn't help but feel a pang of pain in his heart.
A faint smile played on her lips. "I will keep my identity hidden and won't get in your way."
"Your existence is a hindrance to me, do you understand?"
Mo Shisheng's eyes were cold and indifferent, as if he were looking at a stranger, devoid of any emotion.
That look made Ming Beiya feel suffocated. Mo Shisheng treated him like a stranger, which was more painful than being slowly tortured to death.
Mo Shisheng clearly understood Ming Beiya's feelings at this moment, but she knew she couldn't be soft-hearted.
On the surface, the Divine Realm appears peaceful, but underneath it is probably in complete chaos. Ming Beiya is a prince of the Demon Realm, and once he falls into the hands of the Divine Realm's dragon hunters, endless darkness awaits him.
Mo Shisheng is no longer just Mo Shisheng. She carries Bei Ya's memories and knows clearly that there is no possibility between her and Ming Bei Ya. She is a dragon hunter and a goddess of the divine realm.
Aside from his identity as a prince of the Demon Realm, Ming Beiya is still a demon dragon. Regardless, he and Mo Shisheng will always be...
Suddenly, a commotion arose outside the door. Mo Shisheng frowned and looked over. The door was pushed open from the outside, and Xiu, with red eyes, walked to the bedside, his cold gaze fixed on Ming Beiya. "What are you doing here?"
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