Upon hearing Huo Wuya's voice, Yu Youhan didn't say much more and turned to leave the room.
Only then did Ji Hongxiu's tense nerves relax a bit. She looked shyly at Chen Mo and whispered, "The Yin God hasn't shared any memories with me yet, so what exactly happened last night?"
The Daoist Venerable has always been thin-skinned. If he knew "he" competed with Yu Youhan last night and even played with the electric pen, wouldn't he want to find a crack to hide in?
Chen Mo didn't say much, picked up a Daoist robe beside him, draped it over her, covering the alluring figure, and softly said, "Don't worry, I know this wasn't your intention. I'll find a way to explain it to the Empress."
"Actually, what Yu Youhan said isn't wrong. Although the Yin God and I have independent consciousness, we're essentially still one entity." Ji Hongxiu shook her head and said, "The sin she committed should be borne by me. If the day comes when Yu Youhan really wants to fight me to death, I will accept it calmly."
Chen Mo hesitated, his expression somewhat odd.
Even if the Empress has a murderous intent, she needs to break free from the red silk's restraints first.
But as the Jade Lock Deep Palace·Spring Dyed Embroidery Couch event progresses, the bond between them only deepens, and the effect of the red silk is gradually strengthening. This day may never come...
"Ahem, let's not talk about this now. There's still someone waiting outside. Let's tidy up and hurry out." Chen Mo casually patted her pert butt, speaking out.
"Mm—"
Ji Hongxiu's body trembled slightly.
The whip marks there hadn't completely faded, still leaving a burning pain.
She gave Chen Mo a shy glare, blushingly saying, "You go out first, I need to change."
"Who are we kidding? It's not like we haven't seen it before..."
"Hurry and go!"
"Alright."
Chen Mo didn't tease her any further, got up, put on his robe, and left the room first.
Ji Hongxiu watched Chen Mo leave, and when the room was left with only her, the blush on her cheeks faded, and her expression turned cold as she softly said, "Stop pretending, I know you're awake."
"Hehe." After a moment, a sneer came: "Little White, listen to my explanation. What happened last night was completely a misunderstanding..."
Ji Hongxiu said directly, "Cut the crap, just synchronize the memories with me."
"Then you must first promise not to get angry..."
"Hesitate any longer, and I'll lock you in the little black room right now!"
"..."
The Yin God hesitated slightly, but obediently let go of its mind.
A series of incredibly real images surged into her mind instantly, with even the senses completely synchronized, almost indistinguishable from personal experience.
Looking at those absurd scenes, Ji Hongxiu clenched her pink fists, her cheeks burning hot.
No wonder Yu Youhan was so angry; it was simply too outrageous!
"You mischievous spirit, I haven't even settled accounts for last time, and now you've done something filthy again!" Ji Hongxiu scolded angrily.
The Yin God plaintively defended, "You can't blame it all on me. It's Chen Mo who insisted on fooling around, even using that strange whip on me, making my heart and mind restless, and I just couldn't control it..."
"Shut up!"
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