I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon novel Chapter 868

Chapter 868: Chapter 324: Empress: I Want to Be With the Little Thief Day and Night, Every Morning and Evening! (Part 2)

At that moment, Wu Zhengkai said, "You two, hurry up, I can’t hold on much longer!"

Eunuch Jin’s face turned serious, and he spoke quickly, "Remember, you must not mention the events that occur here to anyone, especially not Elder You, bloodline inheritance, or the world within the painting, or it will bring catastrophic disaster upon you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the light in Wu Zhengkai’s hand suddenly went out.

Chen Mo could feel that the invisible membrane covering the sky above the Heavenly Armory had disappeared.

Eunuch Jin’s expression returned to normal, as if nothing had happened, and he extended his hand, "Mr. Chen, let’s go."

Chen Mo understood and nodded, "After you, Eunuch."

The two of them walked towards the door, and as they passed by Wu Zhengkai, he kept his head down, lazily dozing on the chair.

Yet, Chen Mo noticed his chest heaving under the black robe, his hand trembling slightly, unable to control it.

They passed through the curtain and retraced their steps.

As they walked through the narrow and deep corridor, Chen Mo felt, perhaps it was an illusion, that the sensation of being watched intensified, as if something lurked in the shadows of the statues.

Chen Mo kept his eyes forward and his pace steady.

Outside the Heavenly Armory, the warm sunlight bathed him, dispelling the cold discomfort instantly.

"This is not your first time, Mr. Chen; you should recognize the way. I have some matters to attend to, so I won’t see you out of the palace," Eunuch Jin said with a smile, "Take care, Sir."

Chen Mo cupped his hands, "Eunuch, please stay."

With that, he left on his own.

Eunuch Jin silently watched as his figure disappeared into the distance before turning to leave, his form suddenly vanishing.

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Yangxin Palace.

The Empress lounged lazily on the Consort’s Seat, her voluptuous figure evident beneath her Palace Gown.

Opposite her sat Chu Yanli, dressed in simple, sober attire, her black hair tied simply with a brocade band, a wisp of hair falling by her neck, giving her an aura of pure, neighborly charm.

With a delicate hand, she lifted the teapot and poured hot tea into the cup in front of the Empress.

"Sister, please enjoy the tea."

The Empress shuddered, goosebumps rising on her skin.

Chu Yanli never addressed her as Imperial Sister, usually calling her by name, so what was this "sister" nonsense?

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