I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon

Then he stood up and tidied his clothes.

"Are you going to kill me or not? If not, I'm leaving."

"..."

Ji Hongxiu felt a faint headache.

She had said all she could, and yet this guy was still unmoved.

Usually, he was slick and flexible with his bottom line, but when it came to Yu Youhan, he was as stubborn as a rock in a latrine...

Seeing her speechless, Chen Mo stopped wasting words and turned to leave.

However, just as he reached the door, suddenly a force pulled him back to the bed.

"What are you doing?" Chen Mo asked, bewildered.

Ji Hongxiu hugged herself, snorted coldly, and said, "I've given you enough face, yet you still don't know what's good for you... Whether you like it or not, I will stay tonight!"

"..."

Chen Mo's throat moved: "Don't mess around, Zhi'er is still here!"

"No worries, she's already asleep and doesn't know anything."

Ji Hongxiu's voice had a slight tremble, as if she were trying hard to endure something.

When she had brought Chen Mo back, the Dao Pattern had already acted up, barely holding on for so long. Her Divine Soul showed signs of instability under the burning of Karmic Fire.

"Let's talk about apprenticeship later; for now, let's get through this first."

Ji Hongxiu pressed her fingertips on the acupoint, sealing Chen Mo's Qi Sea, then lay down beside him.

A moment later, feeling the effect was not as ideal as before, she thought for a bit, then raised her hand and snapped her fingers.

Snap—

A soft sound.

The black robe on Chen Mo, along with his underwear, turned to ashes.

He was left with his upper body bare, revealing a strong chest and neatly aligned abs, with muscles contoured like marble sculptures, creating an indescribable visual impact.

His lower body was clad in shorts, covering the critical area.

Ji Hongxiu reached out to undo the buttons on her robe.

Noticing Chen Mo's dazed gaze, a hint of redness spread on her cheeks, yet her actions didn't slow down.

As the red Daoist robe slid off, it revealed her fair and rounded shoulders and arms like snow lotuses.

Two slender straps hung on her shoulders, a white embroidered cloud-patterned bodice shaped into a graceful curve, her spine smooth as polished jade, with a faint snowy outline seen from the side.

Her long legs had finely chiseled ivory-like lines, the insides engraved with intricate patterns radiating a scarlet glow.

Ji Hongxiu pulled Chen Mo's arm under her neck.

She curled herself into his embrace, skin touching, feeling a smooth, gentle sensation.

"Mm, this time feels much better."

Ji Hongxiu's brows relaxed, and she sighed contentedly.

Under the cover of Dragon Qi, the burning Karmic Fire on Divine Soul gradually extinguished, the Spirit Platform surrounded by a cool aura.

A wave of drowsiness followed.

The previous strain from resisting the Dao Pattern had been quite considerable.

Chen Mo said helplessly: "Didn't learn from last time? If the Empress finds out, you won't fare well either."

Ji Hongxiu lowered her eyelids lazily: "This time I set up a Triple Array and used the Tunneling Armor Heavenly Book to shield the Heavenly Secret; Yu Youhan will never find this place."

"But..."

Chen Mo was about to say something, but Ji Hongxiu mumbled quietly: "Let's sleep, so tired..."

Then she fell silent.

Her breathing became steady, as if she had fallen asleep.

Chen Mo couldn't move because of the Daoist skill, leaving him staring blankly.

"What on earth have I done to deserve this..."

...

...

Tiandu City, Frozen Sky Palace.

Palace lanterns hung high, illuminating the hall like daylight.

Yu Youhan reclined on the Consort's Seat, her long legs crossed, toes pressed against the plush carpet with myriads of auspicious patterns, resembling the tender buds of a pink lotus.

Below, He Yuzhi sat formally, looking serious.

Thinking the Empress would at most send her into the city, she didn't expect to be brought directly into the Imperial Palace...

Could there be something to instruct?

"Lady Chen, please have some tea."

Xu Qingyi held a teapot, filling a teacup on the small table beside with a rich aroma that filled the air.

"Thank you, Director Xu," He Yuzhi nodded.

"No worries, this is the newly arrived Heavenly Mountain Purple Bamboo Shoot; the lady can taste it and see if it suits her," Xu Qingyi said with a smile.

He Yuzhi looked a bit puzzled.

Whenever she had entered the palace before, Director Xu always had a distant demeanor, but now seemed to be a different person...

"Qingyi, you may leave now," Yu Youhan said.

"Yes."

Xu Qingyi bowed and exited.

Watching He Yuzhi's cautious appearance, Yu Youhan spoke softly: "Don't be nervous; I mean no harm, just wish for some conversation."

"Conversation?"

He Yuzhi blinked.

The gap in status and power between the two was vast; what was there to chat about?

But since the Empress had said so, she couldn't leave it cold...

"Uh, has the Empress had dinner?"

"I do fasting."

"..."

The atmosphere was tranquil, slightly awkward.

At this moment, He Yuzhi noticed a shimmer on the Empress's foot.

Not bare feet, but wearing glossy, flesh-colored stockings.

Her eyes lit up, and she said: "The stockings on the Empress's legs must be from Jinxiu Workshop, right? I frequently buy clothes from that store myself."

After speaking, she took a sip of tea and felt relieved inside.

Finally, a topic was opened, a common ground found!

It seems even someone as strong as the Empress enjoys beautiful clothes!

Yu Youhan shook her head: "I haven't been to that Jinxiu Workshop; these stockings were a gift from Chen Mo."

"Pfft!"

He Yuzhi sprayed a mouthful of tea.

Her cheeks flushed, and she coughed violently.