"Young Miss..."
Just then, Jiang Yao gently tugged at Mo Shisheng's sleeve and whispered, "His name is Li Xiao, and he is the husband of the eldest daughter of the Li family!"
"I see……"
Mo Shisheng found it strange that asking "Who are you?" made Li Xiao so angry. It seemed that Li Xiao had misunderstood that she was trying to embarrass him...
After all, in this era of male supremacy and female inferiority, the phrase "marrying into another's family" is indeed quite hurtful to one's self-esteem.
Mo Shisheng thought for a moment and then said, "I didn't mock you for being a son-in-law who married into the family. After all, who you are is not someone I am qualified to know."
Jiang Yao: "..."
Young lady, is it really okay for you to be so troublesome and arrogant?
Upon hearing Mo Shisheng mention the words "son-in-law who marries into the family," Li Xiao's face flushed crimson, and the scar on his face appeared even more ferocious. "You're courting death!"
Mo Shisheng stood quietly in front of Li Xiao, watching as he raised his hand to hit her face.
Li Xiao was burly, and even in loose clothing, his muscular physique was still clearly visible. He exerted tremendous force in his hand, his palm creating a gust of wind...
Those watching the spectacle thought that if he slapped Mo Shisheng, she would either die or bleed from all seven orifices. Some timid people even turned their heads away, unable to bear to watch the bloody scene.
Three...two...one...
Just as everyone was worried about Mo Shisheng's small frame, Mo Shisheng was counting down in her heart, a faint cold smile on her lips. Just as she had calculated the time and was about to dodge, a soft embrace suddenly tightly protected her...
"Smack..."
That was the dull thud of bones shattering. Mo Shisheng's neck was soaked with warm liquid, and the smell of blood came from beside him.
Mo Shisheng's mind went blank for a moment, but only for a brief instant. His eyes turned icy as he held Jiang Yao in his arms and whispered, "Are you an idiot?"
"..."
Jiang Yao's mouth was full of blood and foam. The pain of her shattered bones and the severe blow to her internal organs made it impossible for her to utter a single word.
Just then, a discreet yet luxurious carriage quietly drove by and came to a stop right in front of the Shangguan Mansion.
Ming Beiya gently lifted the curtain of the carriage, his gaze meeting Mo Shisheng's. Mo Shisheng, not caring why he was there, subconsciously said, "Help me."
Mo Shisheng's voice was very soft, but Ming Beiya still understood what she was saying. Ming Beiya had actually been watching the commotion from the shadows for a while, and just as he was wondering how Mo Shisheng would handle the situation, the unexpected happened...
That maid was someone who served by her side. Ming Beiya thought that Mo Shisheng would be angry and teach Li Xiao a lesson, but she didn't.
She held the injured maid in her arms the moment she was hurt. Her frail body stood out starkly among the crowd, and Ming Beiya felt a slight pang in her heart. Looking at the maid's stubbornness—despite being outnumbered and outmatched—Ming Beiya felt that she was just like herself…
As if by some strange twist of fate, Ming Beiya had Zhuque drive the carriage to the gate of the Shangguan Mansion. The moment he lifted the curtain to look at her, she also looked at him.
Ming Beiya understood the two words Mo Shisheng uttered: "Help me..."
...
Suddenly, as memories of Ming Beiya flooded her mind, Mo Shisheng snapped back to reality, her gaze gradually clearing.
She took a deep breath and gently rubbed her temples.
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