Chapter 439: (Quick View) The Empress’s Hellish Torment! The Fairy’s Final Breakthrough!! (Grateful to the Alliance Leader of ’Spring Sent to Snow’!)_3
Isn’t this like the old man who eats arsenic, tired of living!
Ling Ningzhi whispered, "I have set up a Daoist isolation barrier, but I don’t know if it will work..."
Chen Mo shook his head; the Empress is not a fool, such an extended silence surely means she knows what happened.
Moreover, earlier under the influence of the medicine, he hadn’t suppressed his Dao Power, and the two’s energies intertwined, so the Empress might have sensed it!
"Zhi’er, you should leave first, otherwise a big mess might occur later."
Ling Ningzhi realized the gravity of the situation, and worriedly asked, "What about you?"
"Don’t worry, the Empress won’t do much to me, at worst I’ll just get a few lashes." Chen Mo shook his head and said.
Although Ling Ningzhi was somewhat worried, she understood that staying wouldn’t help but would instead add fuel to the fire, making Consort Yu even angrier.
Looking at the cherry blossom on the sheet, her cheeks flushed slightly, condensing a Qi Blade on her fingertips, she cautiously cut it off.
Then she looked at Chen Mo reluctantly, leaned close to his ear, and softly said:
"Master, Zhi’er will miss you~"
After saying that, she turned and left the room.
Chen Mo didn’t have time to savor the warmth, clearing away traces as much as possible, tidying his clothes before coming to Yu Youhan’s side.
"How are you, Empress?"
Yu Youhan turned her head away, refusing to look at him.
Her pretty face was expressionless, as if covered by a layer of frost.
Chen Mo cautiously asked, "Shall I carry you to the bed then?"
Yu Youhan said coldly, "No need, I find it dirty."
"..."
Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, then still held her in his arms; when his hand touched the hem of her skirt, he froze for a moment.
Indeed...
It was all soaked through...
Yu Youhan frowned, "Remove your filthy hand! Who gave you permission to touch me?"
Chen Mo said helplessly, "Wouldn’t want to leave you lying on the ground?"
"I choose to!" Yu Youhan sneered, "Only thinking of being attentive now, what were you thinking earlier?"
Chen Mo was enjoying himself with another woman on the bed, while she was bound like a zongzi and lying on cold floor tiles, enduring torment...
A wave of intense bitterness and anger surged in her heart.
This detestable dog-like lackey!
Chen Mo said softly, "Today’s events happened for a reason, I’ll explain clearly to the Empress later."
He carried Yu Youhan to a chair, seated her on his lap, reached to untie the knot, and slowly began unraveling it.
Yu Youhan’s body trembled slightly, her breathing became somewhat rapid.
But this time she gritted her teeth and held on, refusing to utter a sound.
"Here’s how it went..."
Chen Mo explained to the Empress how Ye Zi’e wanted dual cultivation with him and opportunistically drugged him.
Yu Youhan’s expression slightly eased upon hearing this.
"So this truly was a misunderstanding," Chen Mo explained, "Daoist Qingxuan worried about my potential internal injuries, that’s why... ahem, not as the Empress imagines."
"Sounds nice."
Yu Youhan coldly questioned, "Even if it’s as you say, didn’t the effects wear off after the first time? What happened in that following hour?"
"..."
Chen Mo awkwardly chuckled, "Worried it wasn’t cleaned thoroughly, so consolidated further..."
"If Ling Ningzhi wasn’t interested in you, why would she be so willing?"
Yu Youhan glared at him, "She’s Ji Hongxiu’s direct disciple, I ordered you to keep your distance, is this what you call keeping distance? Are you of Tianshu Pavilion or mine?"
As she spoke, an inexplicable grievance arose in her heart.
She had compromised repeatedly, yet this dog-like lackey took an inch and went a mile, completely turning a deaf ear to her words!
After a long silence, Chen Mo said, "Empress, I once had a dream, a dream about you."
Hearing such a puzzling statement, Yu Youhan paused, and listened as he continued, "I dreamed of your grand plan failing, your wings clipped entirely, betrayed by all, facing enemies globally..."
Yu Youhan was taken aback by his words, subconsciously asked, "Then what?"
Chen Mo took a deep breath and said, "Then the Three Saints entered the barrier, the nation’s luck backlash, ultimately, despite your efforts, you still died before Frozen Sky Palace..."
?!
Yu Youhan suddenly remembered a "dream" she once had.
Inside Frozen Sky Palace, empty of people, on the main-square she was easily slain by that mysterious man.
She had thought it was the Heart Demon acting up, now hearing Chen Mo’s words felt as if she had truly experienced it... could this be her destined fate?
Chen Mo said, "Recently, the dream’s scenes have come true one by one, leaving me terrified, seeking ways to break it, with Ling Ningzhi as the key person, hence I got close to her... only for it to turn out like this."
Sharp Spiritual Sense told Yu Youhan that Chen Mo wasn’t lying.
While unraveling the red rope, Chen Mo continued speaking, "Empress, your power is unrivaled across Jiu Zhou, but everyone has weaknesses, I don’t wish for the dream’s scenes to recur."
Yu Youhan gave him a faint glance.
It was obvious, this guy is her weak spot...
"I want to massage the Empress’s feet forever, so the Empress must live well," Chen Mo said seriously.
Yu Youhan’s gaze softened, she snorted lightly, "I never believe in fate! If the Three Saint Sect dares enter the barrier, they won’t be allowed to return!"
Destiny is merely an endless possibility of futures.
If this path is blocked, choose another, if every path is sealed, then forge a new trail!
Treading over mountains of corpses, crossing seas of blood, walking on the bones of all to ascend the divine rank!
This is her journey!
Soon, Yu Youhan thought of something, frowned, "Even if things with Ling Ningzhi are understandable, what’s the matter with the Empress? Did you spend the night in Yangxin Palace?"
"..."
Chen Mo’s expression stiffened.
Caught off guard, he hadn’t thought of how to respond, thus he forcefully pulled the knot rope.
"Uh!"
Yu Youhan groaned, gritting her teeth as she looked at Chen Mo, "Dog-like lackey, did you do that on purpose?!"
"Ahem, the Empress misunderstood, I just wanted to untie you quickly." Chen Mo said, applying more force.
Finally unable to hold back, Yu Youhan had previously been synced remotely for so long, her body at its limit, now under the red rope’s stimulus began to tremble violently.
"Wait, no way..."
Yu Youhan lay in Chen Mo’s arms, trembling like a sieve, biting his shoulder, letting out a whimpering sound from her throat.
Chen Mo’s lips twitched.
Who would have thought, a ruthless demoness, would be so fond of biting people...