Isn’t this like the old man who eats arsenic, tired of living!
Ling Ningzhi whispered, "I have set up a Daoist isolation barrier, but I don’t know if it will work..."
Chen Mo shook his head; the Empress is not a fool, such an extended silence surely means she knows what happened.
Moreover, earlier under the influence of the medicine, he hadn’t suppressed his Dao Power, and the two’s energies intertwined, so the Empress might have sensed it!
"Zhi’er, you should leave first, otherwise a big mess might occur later."
Ling Ningzhi realized the gravity of the situation, and worriedly asked, "What about you?"
"Don’t worry, the Empress won’t do much to me, at worst I’ll just get a few lashes." Chen Mo shook his head and said.
Although Ling Ningzhi was somewhat worried, she understood that staying wouldn’t help but would instead add fuel to the fire, making Consort Yu even angrier.
Looking at the cherry blossom on the sheet, her cheeks flushed slightly, condensing a Qi Blade on her fingertips, she cautiously cut it off.
Then she looked at Chen Mo reluctantly, leaned close to his ear, and softly said:
"Master, Zhi’er will miss you~"
After saying that, she turned and left the room.
Chen Mo didn’t have time to savor the warmth, clearing away traces as much as possible, tidying his clothes before coming to Yu Youhan’s side.
"How are you, Empress?"
Yu Youhan turned her head away, refusing to look at him.
Her pretty face was expressionless, as if covered by a layer of frost.
Chen Mo cautiously asked, "Shall I carry you to the bed then?"
Yu Youhan said coldly, "No need, I find it dirty."
"..."
Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, then still held her in his arms; when his hand touched the hem of her skirt, he froze for a moment.
Indeed...
It was all soaked through...
Yu Youhan frowned, "Remove your filthy hand! Who gave you permission to touch me?"
Chen Mo said helplessly, "Wouldn’t want to leave you lying on the ground?"
"I choose to!" Yu Youhan sneered, "Only thinking of being attentive now, what were you thinking earlier?"
Chen Mo was enjoying himself with another woman on the bed, while she was bound like a zongzi and lying on cold floor tiles, enduring torment...
A wave of intense bitterness and anger surged in her heart.
This detestable dog-like lackey!
Chen Mo said softly, "Today’s events happened for a reason, I’ll explain clearly to the Empress later."
He carried Yu Youhan to a chair, seated her on his lap, reached to untie the knot, and slowly began unraveling it.
Yu Youhan’s body trembled slightly, her breathing became somewhat rapid.
But this time she gritted her teeth and held on, refusing to utter a sound.
"Here’s how it went..."
Chen Mo explained to the Empress how Ye Zi’e wanted dual cultivation with him and opportunistically drugged him.
Yu Youhan’s expression slightly eased upon hearing this.
"So this truly was a misunderstanding," Chen Mo explained, "Daoist Qingxuan worried about my potential internal injuries, that’s why... ahem, not as the Empress imagines."
"Sounds nice."



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