Foot massage?
Staring at the Exquisite Feet resting on his thigh, Chen Mo was momentarily stunned.
Could this really be the reward from Her Majesty the Consort?
Moved... he dared not make a move!
Seeing him motionless for a long time, Yu Youhan raised an eyebrow, "Why don't you start?"
Does this Dog-like Lackey despise the cleanliness of my feet?
Chen Mo was silent for a moment, then cautiously said: "I fear the moment my hand touches them, Her Majesty will cry out indecency, followed by a group of guards rushing in to tear me into pieces."
"..."
Yu Youhan indifferently responded: "If I wanted to kill you, would I need to go through such trouble?"
Hmm, that seems reasonable.
With that, Chen Mo hesitated no longer and grasped her bare feet.
The touch was like snow - soft and delicate, boneless, with toes clear and translucent, seemingly carved from rosy jade.
The Imperial Consort's body was spotless, untouched by dust, her feet immaculate and even emitting a faint fragrance.
It was almost irresistible...
Hissss!
Chen Mo timely banished any inappropriate thoughts.
One must not— at least not yet!
Yu Youhan shivered, barely suppressing the urge to kick him away.
Since the last incident, she had been contemplating how to rid herself of the red silk.
Her transformation into a physical entity was due to Chen Mo and so was its unraveling; to truly break free from the bondage, it seemed necessary to start with him.
This contact was a trial.
However, she quickly regretted it.
Chen Mo treated her feet like treasures, cupping, pressing, lightly scraping across the toes...
Simultaneously, warmth surged from her wrist, a throbbing from deep within her soul accompanied by a tingling and itchy sensation at the sole, making Yu Youhan involuntarily moan.
"Mmm~"
"Empress?"
Chen Mo startled, looked up, wondering if he had imagined it.
Yu Youhan turned her face slightly, her lips parting slightly:
"Continue."
"Yes."
Chen Mo redoubled his effort, kneading and pushing with his fingers, employing all the skills learned in his previous life from a technician.
Yu Youhan's breathing grew slightly erratic.
Silently reciting the Heart Clarity Spell, she tried hard to suppress any stray thoughts, but the sensations from her body became even clearer.
To distract herself, she asked: "The case concerning Yan Xun, did you handle it?"
Chen Mo, massaging the Exquisite Feet, nodded: "Upon discovering Yan Xun secretly breeding Barbarian Slaves, I provoked him a bit, and he actually took the bait... There was also a Sixth-rank Mage on their side; thanks to Commander Shen's intervention, the criminals did not escape."
Yu Youhan nodded.
This action was well-timed.
Not only did it prevent further losses, but it also forced Yan Peizhi to concede. If used properly, it could even turn the tables on the Empress Faction!
"Yan Xun is just a small player, not worth mentioning. The important part is who else might be behind him..."
"I've already thoroughly investigated,"
Chen Mo pulled out three items from his chest.
They were: a confession bearing a seal, a thick ledger, and a black round stone engraved with complicated patterns.
Yu Youhan was slightly taken aback, "This is..."
"Yan Liang has already confessed."
"This ledger records all the transaction details, including channels for smuggling Barbarian Slaves into the city."
"And for this Image Stone..."
Chen Mo smiled and said: "Your Majesty will understand once you see."
The Image Stone, crafted by Artifact Refiners, would automatically record the surrounding scenes once True Yuan was infused.
Yu Youhan skeptically picked up the stone, her consciousness delving within, and a sequence of images appeared before her eyes.
Soon, her expression turned solemn.
After viewing all the images, she took a deep breath, a bright light flashing through her eyes.
This object's value was immense!
The officials and nobles involved—if all were to be unveiled, it could cause tremors throughout Great Yuan's officialdom!
"What a big surprise!"
"I wonder what the Empress will think when she sees this."
Yu Youhan's lips curled into a cold sneer.
But she had no intention of exposing it immediately; a trump card only holds power when tightly held in hand.


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