Seemingly convinced in her heart that she was the woman who wanted to get into Ming Qiancheng's bed, Li Ji had even less to say to her.
Just as he was about to leave, Ming Qiancheng slowly walked over from the other side.
His slender figure was backlit, exuding a powerful aura. His face was exquisitely beautiful and feminine, with a faint smile on his lips, but his dark eyes were cold and devoid of warmth.
He glanced briefly at Li Ji before his gaze settled on Shi Youmi. "Why are you here?"
"I have something to discuss. Does Your Highness have some time now?"
Shi Youmi originally thought she would never meet Ming Qiancheng again, but unexpectedly she did.
It seems that Li Ji does hold a place in his heart. Thinking of this, Shi Youmi looked at Li Ji with a slightly meaningful gaze.
However, when Li Ji saw that look, she thought it was Shi Youmi provoking her.
Subconsciously, Li Ji's hand, which she had placed to her lips, fell gently to her side, hidden by her long sleeves, and was slightly clenched into a fist.
"Is it urgent?"
When Ming Qiancheng said this, the smile on his lips carried a hint of amusement, and his gaze remained fixed on Shi Youmi.
Seeing this, Li Ji felt a suffocating sensation in her chest, making it hard for her to breathe.
She wanted to force herself to look away, but she was unwilling to do so.
He clenched his fists even tighter, his nails digging deep into his palms, hoping that Ming Qiancheng would not agree to Shi Youmi's request.
"Of course it's urgent."
"Let's go then."
The conversation between the two was simple and clear, but to Li Ji, it felt as if all her strength had been drained in an instant.
Ming Qiancheng didn't look at Li Ji again, and walked away, while Shi Youmi followed behind him, swaying her slender waist.
Watching the two figures leave, Li Ji felt a pain in her heart that was almost numbing her.
She tried to force herself not to care, but Liji couldn't. She didn't know how she got into the room; her mind was a complete mess, and she eventually drifted off to sleep in a daze.
Meanwhile, Ming Qiancheng led Shi Youmi to his study, sat on a soft couch, and asked lazily, "What do you want from me?"
"Mo Shisheng has returned to the Divine Realm, did you know?"
Shi Youmi brought up Mo Shisheng right away, which made Ming Qiancheng's eyes even more meaningful.
"Do you really think we're all going to be manipulated by you?"
Ming Qiancheng's lips curled into a wicked smile. "Second Madam, don't forget how my mother died."
"..."
Shi Youmi didn't understand why Ming Qiancheng suddenly brought up those old stories, and her expression immediately turned ugly.
"Back then, your father was with you, wasn't he? Your mother's body hadn't fully recovered when she gave birth to you, and I regret that too."
"Yes, Erfu Rao's words are really well-spoken; I couldn't find a single flaw in them."
Ming Qiancheng smiled. "Do you think I have to fight Ming Beiya to the death? Wouldn't that just benefit you, the arsonist?"
"How can these things be mine? Your father told you all this. Besides, aren't you worried? Now Jinheng occupies the Demon Realm all by himself, there's no place for you or me to stand!"
"He only did these things because he didn't love my mother. Perhaps if it had been the second wife who died back then, my father would have done the same."
Ming Qiancheng's eyes were indifferent, with a hint of coldness in them. He knew very well how his mother had died.
Could it be that Shi Youmi really thinks she's just someone blinded by beauty? That's a bit too naive.
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