The solemn atmosphere in the divine realm had lasted for several days. That night, three dark figures appeared outside the divine palace.
On the wall, Mo Shisheng, dressed in black, stood and glanced at the two people on either side of her, coldly asking, "Who sent you here?"
Xiu and Xie were both dressed in night clothes. When they heard Mo Shisheng ask the question, they both pointed at each other without saying a word.
Seeing this, Mo Shisheng sneered, withdrew her gaze, and looked at the terrain inside the palace.
It was exactly as she remembered it, almost unchanged. Even at night, Mo Shisheng could easily tell that they were outside Bei Rao's courtyard.
Looking at the guards surrounding the courtyard in layers, Mo Shisheng's eyes were as cold as ice, and a chilling aura emanated from her.
Xiu and Xie exchanged a glance, both understanding the meaning in each other's eyes, and nodded slightly.
When Mo Shisheng entered the room like a ghost, she made almost no sound. The dim candlelight cast a long shadow of her figure by the bed, making her look so thin and pitiful.
Bei Rao's activity area is limited to this room. In recent years, she has never even stepped out of the room, and she has no idea what the Divine Realm has become.
Although Mo Shisheng made a lot of noise, Bei Rao still sensed her entering the room.
Upon smelling that the scent wasn't Shangguan Yue's, Bei Rao frowned slightly, raised her eyes slightly, and her gaze instantly froze. She stood there stiffly, unsure of what to do.
Bei Rao probably didn't expect to meet Mo Shisheng under such circumstances. Suddenly, her nose tingled and tears were about to roll down her cheeks. Bei Rao quickly lowered her head.
She hurriedly wiped her face, her voice a little hoarse, and when she looked up again, Mo Shisheng had already walked to the bedside.
Last time, the distance was too far, so I didn't see it very clearly. In my memory, Bei Rao had an absolutely beautiful face, and every smile and frown was full of gentleness and tenderness.
But now, Bei Rao is extremely thin, her cheeks are slightly sunken, and although her face is still stunningly beautiful, she looks sickly, and her lips are pale.
"you……"
"Shhh."
Seeing that Bei Rao wanted to speak, Mo Shisheng raised his index finger to his lips, slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, and reached out to tidy up the strands of hair that were scattered beside Bei Rao's ear.
Mo Shisheng was dressed in night clothes, and his face was naturally covered with a black cloth. At this moment, he gently pulled it down, and the black cloth slid down from the bridge of his nose and hung around his neck.
She leaned slightly closer to Bei Rao, her crimson lips brushing against Bei Rao's ear, "There are too many people outside, don't cause any unnecessary trouble."
"Um……"
Bei Rao nodded gently, tears streaming down her face. Her eyes were red and swollen, and she gazed at Mo Shisheng with an almost greedy look.
Crystalline tears slid down her thin, beautiful face. Mo Shisheng remained calm and composed, gently reaching out to catch one. Although it was not warm, Mo Shisheng felt that the tear was scalding hot.
This is her mother, the family she has longed for.
Now, sitting right next to her, she doesn't know what she wants.
He could only stare blankly at Bei Rao. Finally, after Bei Rao had been crying for a while, Mo Shisheng frowned slightly and said, "Stop crying, or your eyes will get swollen."
"I won't cry... I won't cry, Beiya is right in everything, Mother, don't cry..."
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