During this time, Mo Qi had done everything she could to hide the strange impulses she could not control, but it was difficult.
Especially whenever she saw the way Qiao Zirong looked at Su Jiu, she wanted nothing more than to destroy it all.
The agonizing sense of being torn apart, branded upon her mind, made her suffer beyond words. She desperately suppressed it, praying only that she would not lose control completely.
Yet this time, after she saw Qiao Zirong and Su Jiu disappear together, that irrational feeling still gained the upper hand.
She could not help interpreting everything Su Jiu did in the darkest, most malicious light.
Had she deliberately taken Qiao Zirong into the Black Dragon Prison alone to foster feelings between them? Would Qiao Zirong seize this chance to confess? Had they deliberately shaken me off because they thought I was standing between them? But why should they?
Su Jiu and I clearly met Qiao Zirong at almost the same time. Why did he only have eyes for Su Jiu? If only Su Jiu were dead.
After waking and hearing that exchange between Yun Huanling and Yun Chao, she could hardly believe it. Even her cheeks seemed to sting. So Su Jiu had actually been afraid something would happen to them? She had left the formation contract with Yun Huanling, leaving them their hope of survival.
Because Su Jiu knew that if she died inside the Black Dragon Prison, the contract would become void.
Along with her shame, Mo Qi felt even greater anguish. Her heart demon receded, leaving only endless pain.
Su Jiu had saved her life. Anyone else in this world might have the right to doubt her, but Mo Qi had the least right of all.
Yun Huanling was still breaking the seal.