To say there’s absolutely no relation between these two, she wouldn’t believe it.
Chen Mo said, somewhat awkwardly, "Similar to the Empress, it begins with emotions and ends with propriety."
In his heart, he added, "But strictly Zhou Gong’s propriety..."
The Daoist Venerable’s devouring skill is indeed faster than the Empress and the Empress, but if he said that, afraid the two elders couldn’t bear it.
Chen Zhuo said with a sullen face, "You’re quite good at being affectionate, huh? And you always target the Ultimate Venerable! How do you plan to handle Daoist Qingxuan? Or are you planning to take both the master and the apprentice?"
Chen Mo whispered, "It’s not impossible, turning master and apprentice into sisters, wouldn’t that make us even closer..."
???
"Good boy!"
Chen Zhuo started rolling up his sleeves again.
He Yuzhi rubbed her temples and said, "Things have come to this point, there’s no use in saying more... but Mo’er, you have to be aware, our family’s temple is too small to accommodate so many revered Buddhas."
"I understand." Chen Mo nodded.
To make the Empress, the Empress, and the Daoist Venerable coexist peacefully, he must have the corresponding strength; otherwise, it’s only a matter of time before things go wrong.
Fortunately, the Daoist Venerable has already been subdued by him, and the Empress is bound by red silk, so it’s unlikely for a big fight to break out.
As for the Empress’s side...
Thinking of this, Chen Mo felt a headache coming.
The matter of the Empress staying overnight at the Chen Mansion must have reached the Empress’s ears, and since she can’t come directly to kill, she’s likely sulking in the palace, feeling defenseless.
This time, to make amends, it won’t be so easy.
"It’s getting late; I still need to go to the Government for duty..." Chen Mo said.
"Go ahead." He Yuzhi waved her hand.
"I bid farewell." Chen Mo made a courtesy and turned to leave the room.
The air quieted down.
The anger on Chen Zhuo’s face faded, his brows furrowed slightly, looking somewhat thoughtful.
He Yuzhi asked, "Husband, what do you think?"
"This kid didn’t fully tell the truth; there must be something he’s hiding." Chen Zhuo tapped his fingers on the table and said, "Whether it’s the Imperial Consort, the Empress, or the Daoist Venerable, they’re all at the pinnacle of Jiu Zhou, with great ambitions, how could they be troubled by personal feelings?"
"Not to mention jealousy, even if Mo’er is excellent, it’s absolutely impossible."
"For all three of them to favor him, he must possess some unique trait that no one else in this world has..."
He Yuzhi was reminded of Chen Mo’s rapidly improving cultivation over the past half-year and his incredibly good luck, her heart skipped a beat.
"You mean..."
"Hard to say."
Chen Zhuo motioned for her to stay silent, his expression serious, "Even if it’s true, we must pretend not to know; otherwise, it will bring disaster... Just hope this kid’s luck holds."
"Sigh..."


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