However, to maintain the dignity of the wife, she still forced herself to endure the shyness and opened her mouth—
No matter what, in terms of presence, she must not lose!
Chen Mo noticed that both seemed a bit embarrassed, and after thinking for a moment, his heart stirred, and several rainbow-colored Glazed Flames spiraled out.
In an instant, they were both bound in a large spread-eagle position.
Ling Ningzhi and Shen Zhixia looked somewhat confused.
Chen Mo tugged at the corners of his mouth into a smile, "In that case, let me handle it."
"Wait, wait a moment!"
"Mr. Chen, this is not right!"
In the lakeside pavilion sat two figures.
The Empress wore a bright yellow palace gown, the hem and cuffs embroidered with intricate patterns of gold phoenixes facing the sun, her demeanor noble and elegant, her almond eyes bright and profound, exuding the majesty and demeanor befitting a mother of the nation.
Consort Yu was dressed in a purple iris long skirt, the hem cascading down from her slender waist, her eyes cold as stars, exuding an aloofness and pride, as cold and distant as an unapproachable high mountain flower.
Both were of unparalleled beauty, sitting across from each other as if they were an exquisite fine brush painting.
On the stone table between them were tea sets, and after Xu Qingyi had finished brewing the tea, she bowed and withdrew.
Yu Youhan picked up the Purple Sand Pot, poured the tea into a jade cup, and took a sip by herself.
The Empress furrowed her brows, "Drinking by yourself? Is that how you from Frozen Sky Palace treat your guests?"
Yu Youhan put down the teacup and said indifferently, "If you want to drink, pour it yourself."
The Empress was accustomed to her attitude and picked up the teapot to pour herself a cup.
Her red lips parted slightly, and just as the tea entered her mouth, Yu Youhan said, "Did Chen Mo sleep at your place last night?"
The Empress was caught off guard, almost choking on the tea, a slight blush appearing on her oval face.
Noticing Yu Youhan’s scrutinizing gaze, she steadied her mind, cleared her throat, and said, "I was worried about Chen Mo’s injuries not healing, so I had the Imperial Physician come to check on him. It was late, so I let him stay at Zhao Hua Palace."
Zhao Hua Palace was where she handled official duties.
The reason for saying this was to imply that they did not stay together.
Yu Youhan remained silent, not commenting.
The Empress inexplicably felt a little guilty, quickly changing the subject, "The reason I came here is to ask you if, when you brought Chen Mo back, did you encounter Ji Hongxiu? Did she do anything to Chen Mo?"
Yu Youhan raised an eyebrow, "Why should I tell you?"
The Empress’s eyes darkened as she said, "You should know well what it means for Ji Hongxiu to actively approach Chen Mo. Tianshu Pavilion excels at peering into heavenly secrets, strategizing on Heaven and Earth, caring only for the sect’s foundation, indifferent to the rise and fall of nations..."
Yu Youhan sneered, "And you think I care?"
The Empress stared at her directly, "At least in facing the issue of the Three Saint Sect, our positions should be aligned."
The atmosphere fell into silence.
Yu Youhan toyed with the tea cup with her slender fingers and said, "Ji Hongxiu is just like you."
The Empress was taken aback and asked, "Like what?"
"Did the same thing to Chen Mo." Yu Youhan slightly narrowed her eyes, her tone still calm, "When I arrived, she was sleeping with Chen Mo in the same bed."
The Empress’s face was frosty, biting her teeth hard, "Ji Hongxiu truly harbors a thief’s heart! I knew she had designs on that little thief—how shameful for a Daoist Venerable!"
"And what about you?"
Yu Youhan’s eyes flashed with a chilling intention to kill, "Did you really sleep with Chen Mo?"