The Heart-Seeking Incense Palace only has one stick left, the previous two times consumed nine-tenths of it, and now just a little is left... Seeing his candid demeanor, the Empress lightly snorted: "I will reluctantly believe you this time, but you must always remember your identity, you cannot cavort with those wild women outside."
The problem is that I can’t resist it either...
Chen Mo sighed helplessly.
He lowered his head to look at the Empress and was suddenly stunned.
Her black hair was spread like ink, her oval face flushed with intoxicating pink, her blurred apricot eyes shimmering, her lovely bosom rising and falling slightly faster, and her breath carried both the scent of wine and a faint sweet fragrance.
If usually the Empress was a dignified national peony, now drunk, she resembled a vibrant spring tree of blossoms.
His gaze slipped downward, unable to resist using the Golden Eyes of Truth for a glance.
The bright yellow palace gown gradually became transparent, the gorgeous delicate body fully revealed.
Her fair skin exuded a faint pink, black fabric wrapped heavy white mounds, due to lying down, a bit of snow-white softness overflowed from the edges...
Chen Mo’s throat felt somewhat dry.
Under the gaze of those purple-golden eyes, the Empress felt a bit anxious, the pressure brought by Dragon Qi accelerated her heartbeat, she murmured softly: "Why are you looking at me like that?"
At that moment, influenced by the alcohol, Chen Mo candidly said: "Because Your Highness looks very beautiful."
The Empress shyly turned her head away, the blush spreading from her cheeks to her neck, she murmured: "Little thief, don’t mess around, or I will get angry..."
The voice was soft and sticky, lacking any of the Eastern Palace Empress’s aura.
Chen Mo frowned and said: "Can’t touch other women, can’t mess around with Your Highness either, then won’t I just be suffocated?"
The Empress spat and said: "When did I stop you from touching women? I just said Ji Hongxiu and Yu Youhan can’t be allowed to do bad things to you!"
Chen Mo blinked, "What kind of bad things?"
"It’s just..." The Empress was about to answer, but noticing his playful eyes, she immediately realized, shamefully annoyed: "You’re pretending not to know, teasing me again!"
The two were extremely close, even able to clearly feel that scorching...
This mischievous fellow!
Chen Mo stared at those cherry-red lips and suddenly asked: "Did Your Highness once say that kissing while drunk doesn’t count?"
The Empress nodded, "Of course..."
Before finishing her words, Chen Mo suddenly leaned over and pecked lightly.
The Empress’s gaze transformed from bewilderment to shock, her cheeks seemed to bleed, stammering: "You- you- what courage you have! How dare you be so audacious with me!"
Chen Mo said righteously: "According to Your Highness’s words, because it doesn’t count, kissing is the same as not kissing."
The Empress pondered seriously, foolishly said: "Seems to make some sense."
Looking at her drunken, adorable demeanor, Chen Mo seemed like a cunning wolf enticing a little rabbit, he gently coaxed: "Then does Your Highness want to continue kissing?"
The Empress bit her lip, feeling a bit conflicted.
There’s an irresistible impulse, but the remaining reason reminds her not to err.
"Oh, I have an idea!"
Suddenly, the Empress had a flash of insight, she took out the inch-long piece of incense from her bosom, putting it into Chen Mo’s hand, "You just need to inject True Yuan, the Heart-Seeking Incense will automatically ignite, then ask me, I will tell you the answer."
Chen Mo tentatively injected a bit of True Yuan, the incense tip indeed glowed red, faint blue smoke spreading.
This time, however, it didn’t affect him at all.
Chen Mo thought for a moment, then asked the question he’d asked before, "Why is Your Highness so good to me?"
The Empress’s mind was a fog, she unconsciously spoke her heart:
"You, little thief, always bully me, I almost hate you to death."
"But I don’t know when it started, I inexplicably keep thinking of you..."
"Seeing you makes me happy, knowing you’re with other women bothers me, especially hearing you’re in trouble, my whole heart feels almost broken, but still I have to pretend not to show it..."
The Empress gazed at him with watery eyes, obsessed: "Little thief, do you think I’m sick?"
Chen Mo was momentarily speechless.
Previously, he always thought the Busty Empress was scheming against him, wanting to use him to deal with Consort Yu.
But now it seems, maybe it wasn’t so...
Unknowingly, their relationship had already changed.
Staring at her flower-like exquisite beauty, Chen Mo gently asked: "Then what does Your Highness want to do now?"
Her eyelids were lowered, eyes glimmering.
With red lips trembling, suppressing the shame, she trembled out: "I want to kiss the little thief!"
A soft sound, the incense completely burned out.
The Empress’s consciousness regained a bit of clarity.
Yet the next moment, Chen Mo gently lifted her face, and directly lowered his head to kiss her.
The Empress’s body instantly tensed, eyes filled with panic.
However, under Chen Mo’s assault, a veil of mist gradually formed, involuntarily parting her cherry lips, feeling like all her bones had been taken away, unable to muster a bit of strength...
"Since we’re both drunk, it should be okay, right..."