On the bed, the Empress had taken off her robe, wearing only a thin gauze dress.
Her long legs were like straight jade chopsticks, her arms around Chen Mo’s waist, her small head resting on his broad chest, eyes shimmering with rippling light.
The saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Chen Mo had been away from the Capital City for some time. Reunited after a long separation, the Empress’s suppressed longing was about to overflow. Savoring the familiar scent, she wished she could merge herself into his body.
"So you mean..."
"His Highness asked Zhong Lihe to protect me in secret, but he unexpectedly discovered your presence, so he reported it back to the Capital City."
"And you were worried that Her Majesty the Consort would whisk me away, so you traveled all the way to the Southern Border?"
Chen Mo finally managed to sort out the whole process.
"That’s basically it." The Empress poked his chest with her finger, whispering, "When I heard about this, I even thought you were eloping with Yu Youhan, abandoning me..."
Slap—
Just as she finished speaking, the crisp sound of a slap was heard.
Chen Mo’s large hand smacked the moon, the gauze dress wrinkled, water rippled, and layer upon layer of ripples spread out.
"Hmm~"
The Empress trembled slightly and reproachfully said, "Why did you hit me?"
"Shouldn’t I have?" Chen Mo said, half angry and half amused, "We’ve known each other for so long, don’t you know what kind of person I am, Your Highness? How could I leave you and disappear without a word?"
"Of course I know you wouldn’t, but Yu Youhan is another matter."
The Empress bit her lip and said, "You are inherently blessed with Dragon Qi and have a special bond with her. If she were to force you to choose, you might be in a difficult position, right?"
To oversee the country as a woman, to pull the Great Yuan from the brink of collapse, and to manage the state efficiently over the years, leading to a steady rise in national strength and a return to the peak...
How could the Empress be a fool?
She saw a lot of things but chose not to speak about them.
Chen Mo was silent for a moment, then spoke, "There are many things that can’t be explained in a few words, but there is one thing you can be assured of, Your Highness, no matter what happens, I won’t leave you."
"No one can separate us, not Her Majesty the Consort, nor the current Holy Emperor."
"Is this true?" The Empress blinked her almond eyes.
"Truer than gold." Chen Mo said seriously.
Her Majesty the Consort’s position in his heart would never waver.
But that doesn’t mean he would abandon others because of this.
Empress Baby, Chong’er, Saintess Gu, Shuishui, Daoist Venerable... each one is important to him, and has become an inseparable part of his life. It might sound shameless to say so, but it’s the truth in his heart.
Only children make choices; Mr. Chen wants them all!
As for how to make these ladies coexist peacefully, that’s another problem.
The best way is certainly to choose a "main wife" to keep the house in order.
But choosing who is a difficult issue. This person must have high prestige, and must convince the others to accept willingly.
The Empress, who oversees the Six Palaces, is naturally suitable by profession, with quite rich management experience, but the Empress would certainly be unwilling.
On the other hand, if it’s Her Majesty the Consort, no one would dare to object, but her methods are too tough, resorting to family rules at the slightest disagreement, possibly leading to her having the Empress and the Daoist Venerable each receiving a spanking every day...
"What am I thinking..."
Chen Mo snapped back to reality, laughed at himself, and thought, "The idea isn’t even concrete yet, I’m acting like I’m the Emperor."
"Little Thief."
"What’s up?"
Chen Mo looked up and saw the Empress shyly watching him.
Her pretty face blushing, her pink lips gently pouting, almost like wanting to openly write "I want a kiss" with big letters.
He naturally no longer restrained himself, wrapped his arm around her waist, and leaned down to kiss her red lips.
"Mmm—"
The Empress moaned softly, leaning against his chest, as if her body wanted to melt away.
The intense and aggressive masculine aura continuously assailed her nerves, her mind gradually blank, consciousness felt as light as if stepping on clouds.
Perhaps because of not seeing each other for a long time, a nameless feeling quietly arose—
"Wait a moment!"
The Empress suddenly opened her eyes wide and pushed Chen Mo away.
Her abundant figure heaving with her rapid breathing, setting off breathtaking curves.
"What’s wrong?" Chen Mo asked in confusion.



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