The queen's wife hunts dragons

Chapter 455
Shi Youmi!
As soon as Li Ji's description came out, Ming Qiancheng immediately thought of Shi Youmi.

Thinking of Mo Shisheng being in Shi Youmi's hands now, Ming Qiancheng's black eyes were as cold as ink, making it impossible to see through.

There was a sense of coolness, and Li Ji also felt the seriousness of the matter, she frowned slightly, closed her eyes slightly, and said nothing.

into the night.

When Prime Minister Mingqian came to Shi Youmi's bedroom, he glanced around, but he didn't find that figure.

His purpose was too obvious, Shi Youmi smiled coquettishly, "I didn't expect His Highness to get wind of it so quickly."

"What are you doing with her here?"

Cheng Mingqian walked up to Shi Youmi, looked down at her condescendingly, the corners of his lips curled up with evil, and his tone was cool, "Could it be that you want to attack her?"

Hearing this, Shi Youmi got up lazily, the veil on her shoulders slipped a little, revealing a few inches of white tenderness, "His Royal Highness thinks I shouldn't attack her?"

"Your business has nothing to do with her."

The man's long and narrow phoenix eyes shone with a strange light, "She is my true destiny, you still want to attack her?"

"Your Majesty, don't worry, you won't kill her if you play with her."

Shi Youmi smiled, "She can be reborn even if her soul is dissipated. Could it be that Your Highness has forgotten the blood flowing in her body?"

"Forget it, go with you."

Suddenly, the corners of the man's lips curled slightly, and a casual smile overflowed from the bottom of his eyes. After leaving these words, he turned and left.

Watching Ming Qiancheng's back go away, Shi Youmi withdrew her gaze, pulled back the light veil that had slipped off her shoulders, got up and walked towards the bed.

Maybe she has no intention of touching Mo Shisheng yet, but the world is unpredictable, maybe she will change her mind in the next second?
On the other side, Liang Yu took Mo Shisheng to the room next to Shi Youmi's. The door was locked from the outside, and the room immediately became peaceful.

Mo Shisheng sat lightly on the bed, leaning his back against the cold wall, thinking that he was actually in the devil world now, the corners of his lips curled up in a faint mockery.

"Sheng Sheng."

Xie's lazy and deep voice rang out, pulling Mo Shisheng's thoughts back a little, "When I was about to break through the seventh floor, I found that there was an obstacle that prevented me from breaking through."

"What hinders?"

Mo Shisheng gently slid down to lie on the bed, pulled up the quilt and covered him, and was instantly surrounded by warmth.

"The suppressed energy in your body." Xie paused, and continued: "Maybe it has something to do with your recovery of memory, so I can't break through the seventh floor for the time being."

"..."

memory?

Mo Shisheng lowered his eyes faintly, his long eyelashes lightly covered the dim candlelight, and he looked as if he had fallen asleep.

After a long time, she gently opened her lips, and instead of expressing it with mental strength, she uttered a voice, very lightly, like a feather falling on the water.

"Not long."

……

It really didn't take long to recover his memory. Mo Shisheng was dragged by Liangyu to a cold dungeon in the middle of the night.

When the hard rope passed through her shoulder blades with a stabbing pain, Mo Shisheng's face turned pale from the pain, but she insisted on not making a sound.

Shi Youmi walked up to Mo Shisheng slowly, stretched out her hand coated with Kodan and gently stroked her wound, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed lightly, a satisfied smile bloomed on the corner of her lips, "Your taste is really good. Very sweet."

Mo Shisheng didn't make a sound, and the pictures flashed through her mind so quickly that she couldn't catch them.

(End of this chapter)