Chen Mo pushed his Vision Power to the limit.
He could vaguely see the shape through the underpants, did he not expect that the Empress came from a big household?
Feeling an unbearable heat in his lower abdomen, Chen Mo immediately shifted his gaze to his nose and his attention to his heart, silently reciting the "Supreme Heart-Cleansing Mantra" in an attempt to calm down.
"Vivid in its existence, obscure in its absence..."
"Huh?"
Yu Youhan’s train of thought was interrupted.
Looking up, she saw Chen Mo as still as a meditating monk, murmuring the mantra.
"..."
Thinking of the Blood Dragon Shapeshifter, and then associating it with the aura on Chen Mo, she couldn’t help but make a bold guess in her heart.
But she immediately shook her head.
"It’s impossible, without a fateful mandate, one can’t withstand the Dragon Qi."
"It must be that he was tainted with a hint of aura when slaying the Blood Flood Dragon... However, the Demon Clan even dares to covet the Dragon Vein? They must be tired of living; should this palace personally take a trip to the Desolate Domain?"
Yu Youhan’s clear and bright eyes narrowed, and a dangerous aura flashed at the bottom of her eyes.
The various oversteps of the Demon Clan had nearly exhausted her patience.
"This dog-like lackey has done a good job, should the other party succeed, the consequences would be hard to predict."
"Last time, faced with a Ghost Cultivator, it was almost fatal, and in such a short time, it’s possible now to slay a Blood Flood Dragon... The speed of strength improvement is very fast."
Even with great talent, one could not achieve this extent.
It must be some fortuitous encounter, plus extremely hard cultivation that led him to this stage today.
Sword Technique, Soul Cultivation, Array... How much effort does each require? It’s imaginable that Chen Mo must have been cultivating day and night, without the slightest slack.
Even this foot-pressing skill requires diligent practice of the Heart Clarity Spell...
Yu Youhan couldn’t help but recall the words Chen Mo had said in front of her that night.
"So desperate just to stand by this palace’s side?"
"So, he wasn’t just talking..."
Complex emotions flickered in her clear and bright eyes.
With a light tap of her exquisite feet, a surge of Dao Power emerged, disrupting Chen Mo’s state of cultivation.
"Empress?"
Chen Mo was a bit bewildered.
With an expressionless face, Yu Youhan indifferently said, "Cultivation should be done in moderation, combining work with rest, rushing will only lead to an unstable foundation... Continue with the foot pressing, you are not allowed to cultivate anymore."
At least during this time in the Frozen Sky Palace, let him rest properly.
"But..."
Chen Mo’s expression was slightly awkward.
Without the suppression of the Heart Clarity Spell, the heat surged up again, and there was a tendency to rise.
Yu Youhan realized this, her cheeks flushed with a hint of red, but she did not move her foot away and instead lightly stamped her foot.
?!
Chen Mo shivered, and his hand involuntarily climbed up the fair leg.
This dog-like lackey, taking another inch!
Yu Youhan bit her lip, turning away her perfect head, her eyes misty with a tremble in her voice that carried an unusual charm:
"Continue pressing."
"Yes."
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Palace Chambers.
Xu Qingyi returned to her room with a package wrapped in oil-paper.
After closing the door, she didn’t unwrap it immediately but took off all her clothes and stood in front of a bronze mirror.
Her fingertips glided over her skin as white as silk; looking at her delicate figure in the mirror, a hint of confusion flashed in her eyes.
As the trusted confidant of the Empress, over the years, she diligently carried out the Empress’s orders. In the eyes of the outside world, she has already become the "Manifestation" of the Evil Concubine.
Always dressed in plain white robes, she was maliciously called "Soul Reaper White Impermanence."
Upon reflection, it had been many years since she last acquired new clothing.
To be exact, she had almost forgotten that she was a woman.
Xu Qingyi’s lips turned upward, her unadorned face blooming with a smile, speaking to herself:
"However, I did receive a gift today."
She untied the red string and unfolded the oil-paper, revealing two items of clothing inside.
One of them was a pair of tights very similar to the "thong" of the Empress, but in pure white, semi-transparent, and very soft to the touch.
And the other...
Xu Qingyi picked up the piece of black cloth the size of a palm.
It was oddly shaped, with intricate hollowed-out patterns.
"Where is this supposed to be worn?"
Suddenly, Xu Qingyi thought of something, held the cloth up to her waist, and tried it against herself.
Her expression suddenly froze, her cheeks rapidly flushed, and her whole body seemed to have ripened.
Moments later, a sharp cry of anger echoed in the palace chamber:
"Chen Mo!!!"
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Fire Department Court.
Jian Yinsan sat in his official seat, his expression ice-cold.
Qiu Longgang stood to one side, head bowed.


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