Knock, knock, knock—
The door was knocked, and Ling Ningzhi’s voice came from outside: "Mr. Chen, I have something I want to say to you. Is it convenient to come in now?"
"..."
Chen Mo and Yu Youhan stared at each other wide-eyed.
Yu Youhan clenched her palm, indicating with her eyes that he should quickly send the Daoist nun away.
Chen Mo snapped out of it, and said aloud: "It’s not convenient, I am currently cultivating. If you have something, let’s talk later."
"Alright then."
Ling Ningzhi acknowledged, turned around, and left.
The two of them breathed a sigh of relief.
That was close...
Yu Youhan wriggled a bit and whispered: "Quickly untie me, it’s so uncomfortable..."
"As you command."
Chen Mo lowered his head to look, his eyes momentarily losing focus.
All he saw was the Empress lying on the bed, her white dress spread out like a canvas.
Her dark cloud-like hair, apricot-shaped face, and peach-like cheeks, her flawless countenance was like a person in a painting.
Perhaps because her cultivation was sealed, she appeared less imposing than usual and a bit more vulnerable, an endearing sight.
Yu Youhan, feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, frowned and said: "What are you dazing for?"
"Empress, you are truly beautiful..." Chen Mo said softly.
"..."
Yu Youhan’s cheeks flushed a little, and she snorted: "You dog-like lackey, always saying sweet words to deceive me... Is this how you tricked those girls?"
Chen Mo said earnestly: "My words are sincere; the Empress is the most beautiful woman I have ever seen!"
In terms of appearance alone, perhaps Ling Ningzhi, Ji Hongxiu, and others were not inferior to the Empress.
But that strong aura, strengthened by absolute power, that looked down on all beings, was unmatched by anyone else.
Thinking of this supreme being, standing at the pinnacle of Jiu Zhou, presenting herself in such a submissive manner to him... Chen Mo felt his blood almost boiling.
Yu Youhan bit her lip lightly, her gaze drifting over his face, unsure whether she was angry or resentful.
"Stop talking nonsense, quickly untie me, or it would be a disaster if Ji Hongxiu discovers us."
"Yes."
Hearing this, Chen Mo dared not delay, reaching out to untie the red silk.
At that moment, he was straddling her, sitting on her waist, while the Empress’s hands were bound with the Ink Treasure.
As Chen Mo continued to untangle it, the red silk only tightened, accentuating her alluring figure.
The Empress’s body trembled slightly, fragrant sweat seeping from her forehead, teeth clenched, trying hard to suppress any shameful sounds.
Yet, as wave after wave crashed over her, her supple chest heaved violently, her skin glistening a faint pink, her voice hasty: "Hurry... I can’t hold on much longer..."
Chen Mo was also in a state of torment.
The Empress, in desperation, squeezed him tighter and tighter, feeling like he was about to explode...
At that moment, Ji Hongxiu’s voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Qingxuan, what are you standing here for?"
Ling Ningzhi’s voice responded, "Master, I have something to say to Mr. Chen, so I am waiting here while he practices."
"Tsk, tsk, haven’t separated for long yet can’t wait to see your lover, can you?" Ji Hongxiu teased.

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