"Wouldn't this be too risky?"
Bei Rao still disagreed with Mo Shisheng taking such a risk. In her subconscious, she believed that Bei Chen was a terrifying existence, while Mo Shisheng was still the weak Mo Shisheng she knew.
Seeing through Bei Rao's thoughts, Mo Shisheng sighed, "Mother, please keep a close eye on me."
"..."
Although she didn't know what Mo Shisheng was planning, Bei Rao subconsciously looked up and met Mo Shisheng's gaze.
Both women had identical eyes, but while Bei Rao's eyes were alluring, they also carried a hint of gentleness, making people want to get close to her. Mo Shisheng, on the other hand, had a sharp, upturned corner in her eyes, and her gaze was cold, making her beauty aggressive.
It makes people hesitant to approach.
As Bei Rao looked at her, Mo Shisheng also looked at Bei Rao, "I am no longer the six-year-old child from a thousand years ago, no longer someone who couldn't even protect myself. Now I am strong enough, and I can definitely protect you and guard the Divine Realm."
His words were simple, without any fancy or pretentious language, yet they made Bei Rao feel a wave of pressure wash over her.
At this moment, Bei Rao finally felt just how powerful Mo Shisheng's aura was.
Seeing that Bei Rao's expression softened somewhat, Mo Shisheng released his aura and said, "Mother, perhaps my personality is inherited from Father."
Upon hearing the word "father," Bei Rao's expression froze, and her eyes dimmed slightly.
Seeing this, Mo Shisheng knew that her sad memories had been brought up again.
Mo Shisheng had also felt that look, that expression, when she thought of Ming Beiya.
She knew that heartbreak was the most painful.
"Mother."
Mo Shisheng spoke softly, calling out to Bei Rao. When Bei Rao slowly raised her eyes to look at her, she continued, "The past is the past. Don't let it become a burden in your heart."
"..."
Perhaps it had been too long since anyone had offered her such comforting words, Bei Rao's eyes reddened slightly. "Sheng'er, can you tell me about your relationship with the Demon Lord? I can tell that he treats you very differently."
"..."
Mo Shisheng was taken aback by Bei Rao's quick change of topic, which immediately shifted the focus to her. "Mother, what do you want to know?"
"Are you willing?"
Upon hearing Mo Shisheng's answer, Bei Rao's eyes brightened slightly, as if her earlier sadness had been somewhat diluted, and she was filled with curiosity.
"I don't want to."
Mo Shisheng couldn't help but roll her eyes at Bei Rao, and stood up from the table. "You take good care of yourself. I'm going to see Shangguan Yue."
"Hey, Sheng'er?"
Unexpectedly, Mo Shisheng got up and was about to leave. Bei Rao hurriedly tried to stop her, but to no avail.
Watching Mo Shisheng's back turn and leave, Bei Rao sighed softly, her tone tinged with a hint of doting, "That silly child."
*
Shangguan Yue was not locked up, but only confined to her quarters and deprived of the right to move around. She was still placed in a luxurious room.
There were layers of guards outside the door, just like they had guarded Bei Rao's courtyard back then.
When the door opened, Shangguan Yue was sitting at her dressing table drawing her eyebrows, her lips bright red, as if stained with blood.
Mo Shisheng didn't go in either. He leaned lazily against the door frame, watching her do her makeup with a leisurely air.
Shangguan Yue, however, was not as calm as her; her expression instantly turned cold.
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