Ming Beiya's body stiffened slightly, just as Lingya walked over. Only then, under the dim light of the lantern, could he make out her appearance.
Mo Shisheng glanced at Lingya, who was a delicate and beautiful woman with soft eyes and a pale face, looking as if she had been seriously ill.
Upon seeing Mo Shisheng, Lingya's eyes widened suddenly, "Beiya?"
North Ya?
Mo Shisheng scoffed inwardly, her gaze turning slightly cold. "Get out of the way."
Lingya seemed to tremble slightly at the slightly angry growl, one hand tightly gripping Ming Beiya's sleeve. The two stood together, looking extremely well-matched.
This scene stung Mo Shisheng's eyes. She didn't know Lingya's identity, but from Lingya's actions with Ming Beiya, she knew that the two of them must have a very close relationship.
Mo Shisheng helped Shangguan Xuan and Qi Yufeng bypass the two people in front of them and slowly walked into the house.
Qingluan hurriedly followed to help support Qi Yufeng. Looking at Mo Shisheng's slightly cold face, she wanted to say something, but she held back.
After settling Shangguan Xuan and Qi Yufeng into a room, Qingluan followed behind Mo Shisheng when she came out. "Shisheng, don't misunderstand the relationship between Master and Miss Lingya."
Her beautiful, sparkling eyes were slightly narrowed by the wind, and she was still wearing the night clothes she had just come out of the prison, her body stiff from the cold.
As if he hadn't heard Qingluan's words, Mo Shisheng's voice seemed to drift from a great distance, "I have no right to misunderstand."
"Shi Sheng...you..."
Qingluan didn't know what to say for a moment. Her face had turned extremely pale when she saw Miss Lingya holding the master.
She might not be entirely clear about the exact nature of Miss Lingya's relationship with the master, but before Mo Shisheng, their relationship was very close.
Qingluan never imagined that Mo Shisheng would appear by Ming Beiya's side. When Ming Beiya sent her to Jialuo Academy to get closer to Mo Shisheng, she was particularly curious about what kind of woman could attract the master's attention...
She found the answer later in her interactions with Mo Shisheng.
Mo Shisheng seemed to possess a kind of magic, a magic that made everyone want to get close to her and treat her well.
"It's cold at night, go to sleep early."
Mo Shisheng finally withdrew her gaze and gently stepped onto the snow, heading towards the room next to Shangguan Xuan's.
Looking at Mo Shisheng's slender back, Qingluan really wanted to rush up and tell her that Miss Lingya was not even half as good as her, but Qingluan knew that Mo Shisheng must be feeling extremely uncomfortable right now.
With a soft sigh, Qingluan turned and left.
*
Ming Beiya personally escorted Lingya back to her room. Lingya's expression hadn't recovered yet. Her small hand emerged from the wide sleeve of her clothes and gently squeezed Ming Beiya's clothes. "Brother Jinheng, she is Beiya, right?"
Upon hearing the familiar name, Ming Beiya's gaze dimmed slightly. He gently withdrew his hand and said softly, "She is now my wife, so don't call me by that name in front of her anymore."
...
wife?
Just as Lingya was about to touch Mo Shisheng, her expression suddenly changed, and she became furious, shouting, "Mo Shisheng, you're going to die anyway, so why do you always try to take what's mine! Wife? Do you deserve it? You don't deserve it at all, you're a dead man!!"
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