Cold-faced Empress

His lips, white as frost, uttered words full of meaning and threat.

If something belongs to him and he wants to leave, he will only be destroyed if he lets go of it willingly!

Isn't this telling her that since he didn't initiate the cancellation of the engagement, she shouldn't expect to have an easy time, and therefore her family shouldn't expect to have an easy time either?

Fu Siying's breath trembled slightly as she stared intently at his lips. She wasn't afraid; she was angry.

She schemed and plotted, but she never anticipated that he was a scoundrel! Yes, yes, he wielded immense power, which is why he dared to act with impunity!

And she... and she...

Fu Siying was so angry that her vision blurred. She suddenly moved her neck and opened her mouth to bite that hateful mouth hard!

"Well."

Warmth and coldness clashed. Mo Canglan's eyes widened suddenly, completely ignoring the sharp pain from her lips, her gaze fixed solely on the startled and angry eyes that were too close to see clearly.

It looked like two small flames burning, flickering and leaping.

Her breath mingled with his, the cool fragrance was extremely pleasant.

A metallic taste began to spread in my mouth.

Mo Canglan remained motionless.

Of course, he couldn't move either, since his mouth was being bitten by the dog... by Fu Siying.

The guard, Fang Zhi, turned his back abruptly, his brows furrowed into a deep frown, his face displaying a complex and indescribable expression.

Fu Siying bit down hard, without holding back. When she bit down, she didn't treat Mo Canglan's mouth as just a mouth; she only wanted to cripple this mouth that kept uttering annoying words!

She might not be able to beat him, but surely she could bite him!

Wang!

A moment later, she also tasted blood. The strange taste brought her to her senses, and she immediately loosened her teeth.

In such an awkward situation, the only way to maintain your composure is to continue being shameless.

Fu Siying remained unfazed, glaring angrily at Mo Canglan. She wiped away the saliva and blood mixed together with her handkerchief from her mouth.

"Pah!" she spat out. "Even blood stinks!"

Mo Canglan, whose lips had been bitten so badly that two small, bloody holes were visible inside, had an even colder expression than her. She smeared her lower lip with her thumb, finding a patch of blood.

“Mad dog,” he said.

The two stared at each other for a moment, their eyes exchanging hundreds of sharp exchanges.

Fu Siying snorted coldly and stood up abruptly. As if she had won a battle, she strode out with a fierce aura.

As he walked, he said, "If anyone humiliates my father again, I'll bite them to death!"

Stepping over the threshold, still not satisfied, she casually ripped a hair accessory from her hair and threw it at Mo Canglan.

Mo Canglan remained unaffected by anything she threw. With a flick of his wrist, he caught the incoming weapon and watched as she angrily walked away.

Only after Fu Siying's figure disappeared from sight did Mo Canglan curse in a very strange tone: "You brat."

This tone was different from his usual indifference; instead, it carried an indescribable flavor.

Looking down at the hair ornament he held in his hand, he saw it was a piece of orchid-carved brocade. He paused for a moment, seemingly lost in thought, and then wrapped the brocade that had previously wrapped the begonia-red jade hairpin.

He even sneered, "Looks like you've given in, now you know to send another token as compensation."

Fang Zhi finally couldn't help but say, "Master, I'd better let Doctor Liu examine your wound."

The blood was flowing, from the mouth to the red teeth. Anyone who didn't know better might believe the rumors were true—that Prince Mu really did eat people!

Mo Canglan's eyes darkened, and he muttered again, "Mad dog."

He paused, then sneered, "I'd like to see if she still has the guts to go crazy tonight."

Fu Siying left the Prince Mu's mansion with her head held high and her chest out. After walking through two alleys, she suddenly bent her back and stood there stunned.

A moment later, his face, once filled with arrogance, was instantly filled with regret and distress. He was conflicted, embarrassed, remorseful, ashamed, and humiliated.

what……

Ah!

Is she insane...?

Is she crazy!

Fu Siying leaned against the alleyway speechlessly, covering her face with her hands, belatedly realizing how stupid and utterly shameful she had been.

Why did she bite Mo Canglan's lips? Was it because his lips were right next to hers, making it quick and easy to bite him?

Was she possessed by a ghost in an instant? Otherwise, how could she have lost her mind?