The next day.
As soon as a wisp of white appeared in the sky above the Demon Realm, Mo Shisheng, dressed in a fiery red dress, stood outside Ming Beiya's bedchamber.
When Qingluan saw Mo Shisheng, she thought she was seeing things and stopped abruptly. But when she saw Mo Shisheng clearly, joy filled her face and she ran over quickly.
Hearing the noise, Mo Shisheng slowly turned around, only to see that Qingluan was running towards him with no intention of stopping. So he opened his arms and let Qingluan rush into his embrace.
Mo Shisheng carried a cool and pleasant scent, and this was probably the first time Qingluan had been so close to Mo Shisheng.
Her face was pressed tightly against Mo Shisheng's shoulder, and after a while, she could be heard sobbing softly.
At first, Mo Shisheng thought she had misheard, but then she noticed that Qingluan's body was trembling slightly.
Seeing this, Mo Shisheng chuckled helplessly, raised her hand and touched Qingluan's hair, "Why are you crying?"
I didn't cry.
Qingluan spoke with a heavy nasal tone, yet stubbornly insisted that she hadn't cried.
"Okay, you didn't cry, then why are your eyes dripping?"
Knowing that Qingluan was a very proud person, Mo Shisheng lowered his voice, put his hands on her shoulders, and pulled Qingluan slightly away from his embrace.
Qingluan instinctively lowered her head, not wanting Mo Shisheng to see her, but Mo Shisheng spoke softly, "Are you sure you don't want to see me?"
Upon hearing those words, Qingluan froze in place, no longer daring to lower her head.
When Qingluan raised her head, her bright red eyes were particularly noticeable.
A hint of envy flashed across Mo Shisheng's eyes. Apart from the time she shed tears when Ming Beiya disappeared, she had never known what crying felt like.
Thinking about how Qingluan and Jiangyao could cry so freely, Mo Shisheng couldn't help but feel envious.
She reached out and cupped Qingluan's face in her hands. "It's nothing serious, don't cry, okay?"
"Shi Sheng, I know you're very sad, why are you still forcing yourself to be strong?"
Qingluan, merely an observer, was already so distressed; she couldn't even imagine how Mo Shisheng must be feeling right now.
"I didn't force myself to hold it in."
When asked about Qingluan, Mo Shisheng simply smiled faintly, her expression showing little emotion, though a hint of sadness flickered in her eyes.
It then vanished without a trace.
"I'll go prepare the medicinal meal first, you continue your patrol."
Mo Shisheng gently pinched Qingluan's cheek, "Don't cry, you won't be pretty if you cry."
"You're the prettiest one."
Qingluan spoke awkwardly, muttering, "Anyway, I'm happy just to see how beautiful you are."
"stupid."
Mo Shisheng couldn't help but chuckle, then turned and walked towards the villa.
Ling Qi didn't sleep very well that night, tossing and turning in bed until dawn when she finally got out of bed.
As soon as she opened the door, she heard a slight noise coming from the next room. She frowned, held her breath, and continued to listen, but the noise did not disappear.
Who's in the next room?
A look of confusion appeared on Ling Qi's face. She had no idea what the room next door was used for, but Ming Beiya had told her she couldn't go in.
Why is there any movement now?
Could it be Mingbeiya?
Thinking of this, Ling Qi felt a surge of joy. She made no attempt to hide her feelings for Ming Beiya.
When Lingya led her to Mingbeiya, she fell in love with him at first sight. She thought that this person would definitely be hers.
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