Chapter 927 Li Ji's Monologue 3



Suddenly, she couldn't figure out what the girl in front of her was thinking, so she asked Mo Shisheng in a tentative tone, a hint of suspicion on her alluring face, "Do you hate your master?"

"Um."

"How is that possible!"

Upon hearing the answer, her expression changed, and her eyes flashed with a sharp edge. "You lied to me! Every woman who appears in Chenghuan Palace wants to gain the master's favor and then receive honors that others cannot obtain!"

"Li Ji".

When Mo Shisheng suddenly called her name, she was slightly taken aback. "How did you know my name?"

Mo Shisheng did not answer her question, but instead looked weary. "Come and lift my blanket, and you'll know whether I'm telling the truth or not."

She had her doubts, but she still slowly walked towards Mo Shisheng. A hand with scarlet nails lifted the blanket covering Mo Shisheng and was shocked by what she saw.

Beneath the girl was a patch of blood that hadn't dried yet, a glaring red, her favorite color. But now it was all blood, and even she, who was usually ruthless, couldn't help but frown.

She said that she had noticed Mo Shisheng's face was too pale, and she thought it was because her master had been too rough in bed. But who knew that Mo Shisheng's face was pale because of excessive blood loss.

Mo Shisheng's dress was unbuttoned down to her shoulders, leaving her only in a white undergarment, and the scars on her left arm were shocking.

The girl, however, gave a nonchalant smile. "Now, can you believe me?"

How did you get hurt?

She had never seen a girl who could smile despite being so badly injured and bleeding so much. Mo Shisheng's smile was understated yet refreshingly pure and stunning.

It was only then that she noticed the blood-red beauty mark under Mo Shisheng's eye.

This girl is truly stunningly beautiful. If she were to compete with me for his affections, what are my chances of winning?

Deep down, she couldn't help but start comparing them, even calculating her chances of winning if the two were vying for the emperor's favor.

Just as she was deep in thought, Mo Shisheng frowned slightly and said coldly, "Li Ji, I wish I could kill him."

"..."

To be honest, she was shocked when Mo Shisheng uttered those outrageous words. Her eyes widened slightly, but she held back from speaking. Her gaze fell on the ointment placed to the side, and she frowned, asking, "Is this for your wounds?"

"Um, could you please turn me over so I can apply the medicine?"

Mo Shisheng spoke calmly, his tone neither humble nor arrogant.

She didn't speak, neither agreeing nor refusing, but in the end she turned Mo Shisheng over and reached out to untie the bodice on Mo Shisheng's body.

When Mo Shisheng caught a glimpse of white in the corner of her eye, she said softly, "Your chest is so white too."

She had never met anyone with a personality like Mo Shisheng. Mo Shisheng showed no concern for his master, and even gave her the feeling that Mo Shisheng actually cared more about women.

Within the underground royal city, there are many alluring women like myself, and quite a few as pure as lotus flowers, but none as cold and aloof as Mo Shisheng.

She suddenly became unsure whether Mo Shisheng's words were true or false. If Mo Shisheng really wanted to kill her master, why would she appear in Chenghuan Palace? And why would her master bring back such a threat?

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