"Hmph, who’s talking nonsense?"
The Empress mustered a bit of spirit, lying in his arms, her eyelids lifting slightly as her dazed eyes looked at him.
"Last time you got injured during the Martial Arts Examination and stayed overnight in the palace, I kindly helped cover you with a blanket, only to be pulled into your arms by you."
"Not only did you talk back to me, but you also squeezed, squeezed my...!"
"You little thief, you’re truly incorrigible!"
"..."
Chen Mo was taken aback.
No wonder the Empress had been avoiding him for days; so this was the reason?
"Why didn’t Your Highness tell me?"
"How could I possibly bring up something like that?"
The Empress gave him a reproachful look, then said, aggrieved, "You used to call me your sweetie, but now it’s just ’Your Highness’ every time, so heartless..."
"..."
Chen Mo’s eyebrows twitched.
The Empress brought her crimson lips to his ear, breathing softly, "I’d like to hear it again, could you call me sweetie once more?"
Seeing the expectant look in her eyes, Chen Mo swallowed hard and said with difficulty:
"Sweetie..."
"Hmm~"
The Empress closed her eyes, satisfied, and fell asleep once more.
The atmosphere in the chamber was tranquil, and Director Chen finished recording, fiddling with the Image Stone in his hand, momentarily lost in thought.
"I wonder what expression Her Highness will have when she sees the scene inside tomorrow..."
...
...
Imperial Music Bureau, The Cloudwater Hall.
In the bedroom, Gu Manzhi sat cross-legged by the window.
A subtle azure light flickered between her brows, the energy around her swirling like a tidal wave.
Ever since the dual cultivation with Chen Mo, she had sensed a hint of Mysterious Daoist Rhythm, directly advancing the Green Jade Scripture to Mastery, yet it hadn’t been fully digested.
"Chen Mo is a Martial Artist, how could he possess such pure Dao Power?"
"The phenomena concealed within, surprisingly more alarming than my master, unless he’s one of those Ultimate Venerables... Could it be Consort Yu?"
Gu Manzhi pondered deeply.
At this moment, the bathroom door opened, and Ye Henshui emerged.
Having just bathed, she wore a plain nightgown, her fair and delicate face reddened slightly, silver hair emitting steamy tendrils.
"Woof woof~"
A small black-and-white dog wagged its tail, running around her.
Ye Henshui bent down to pick it up, smiling, "Heitu is still the cutest, much more pleasing to the eye than that rascal; how about I take you out for a feast later?"
"Woof woof!"
The puppy nuzzled into her arms.
Gu Manzhi said blandly, "It’s just a Paper Puppet, not a real dog; you just need to replenish it with Primordial Qi, it doesn’t need food."
"I’m willing, what’s it to you?" Ye Henshui gave her a glance.
She sat down across from her, sensing the powerful aura emanating from Gu Manzhi, a flicker of eagerness in her eyes, followed by deep internal conflict.


VERIFYCAPTCHA_LABEL
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon