I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon-Chapter 112 - 85: Chen Mo Fights the Tiger! Gu Manzhi Breaks Defense! (Seeking Monthly Ticket at the beginning of the month)

Chapter 112: Chapter 85: Chen Mo Fights the Tiger! Gu Manzhi Breaks Defense! (Seeking Monthly Ticket at the beginning of the month)

Purple Huai Workshop.

The boudoir on the second floor, the room is luxuriously decorated, and the furniture is all made of sandalwood, with a soft velvet carpet on the floor.

A dressing table is placed near the window, with a bright copper mirror on it, beside which are boxes of various creams and eyebrow pencils.

A slender figure sits in front of the mirror, and a maid behind her holds flowers, decorating her hair bun.

Zi Yan’er looks at her delicate face in the mirror and sighs softly.

She has been under a lot of pressure recently.

The Hundred Flowers Meeting is approaching, several Oirans are making their moves, and the competition is fierce.

Qingya House has suddenly produced a dark horse, a talent with both beauty and family background, and her piano skills are said to be mesmerizing, comparable to Qin Fairy Gu Manzhi.

Zi Yan’er is also known for her piano skills, and it seems like Yu’er is poised to surpass her.

"When Gu Manzhi was here, she always overshadowed me. Just as I struggled to get rid of her, another Yu’er popped up..."

"It’s said that little hussy acts demurely, never accompanies drinks, and only entertains Chen Mo."

"Hmph, she really knows how to pique interest."

Zi Yan’er’s eyebrows frowned slightly, and she asked, "Who has come tonight?"

The maid replied, "The second young master from the Si Family, the young master from the Yun family, and Mr. Zhang from Xilin Street... all your esteemed clients are present."

Zi Yan’er nodded, ready to go out and serve drinks later.

These lords are prominent and wealthy, top customers of Purple Huai Workshop, so she must maintain good relations.

As new replaces old, she’s past her prime. Compared to the young and beautiful Yu’er, her only advantage is the network she has built over the years.

Then, the maid added, "Oh yes, I just heard from the madam that Mr. Chen from Sky Scale Guard has also come with people and is resting in the Golden Jade Pavilion on the second floor."

"Chen Mo?"

"He’s here?"

Zi Yan’er paused, then her eyes sparkled, and her lips curled up, "He didn’t go to Qingya House? Seems his interest in Yu’er was just a whim, probably fed up with her already."

Yu’er only has that one esteemed client; if she can sway him, it would mean one less rival.

Moreover, the Chen Family is a prestigious and noble household, if she could secure their support, her position in the Imperial Music Bureau would be even more stable.

"Which room is he in? I should pay him a visit."

Zi Yan’er adjusted her chest, her bright white dress under her robe revealing enticing curves.

This opportunity must not be missed; she must win him over tonight!

Knock, knock, knock—

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?"

The maid asked out loud.

No one responded outside, and then there were three more knocks.

"Who’s being so rude..."

The maid walked over and opened the door, visibly stunned by the woman before her.

A slender figure in a light pink Cezi dress, her fair skin whiter than snow, features exquisite, as if carved from Sheep Fat Jade, and her deep black eyes like bottomless pools.

"Yu, Miss Yu’er?"

The maid puzzled, "Why are you here?"

Yu’er spoke indifferently, "Step aside."

The maid wanted to say more, but looking into those deep eyes, a chill ran down her spine, and she unconsciously stepped aside. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Yu’er stepped into the room, with a maid following.

Zi Yan’er stood up and frowned, "Yu’er? Why aren’t you in Qingya House, why come to Purple Huai Workshop?"

Could this little hussy be looking to sabotage?

Seeing no one on the bed, Yu’er’s face was tight as she asked, "Master... cough, where is Young Master Chen?"

Zi Yan’er then realized, sneering, "I was wondering what it was. You’ve been abandoned by your client and want to poach from me? Young Master Chen can look for whomever he wants; it’s his choice, don’t you understand the rules?"

"And I’ll tell you, I’m the one who’s escorting Young Master Chen tonight!"

"Believe it or not, with my methods, I’ll ensure he’s so happy he’ll forget all about you!"

Yu’er’s chest heaved with anger, "You’re talking nonsense, my master would never forget me!"

Zi Yan’er crossed her arms, mockingly, "Oh, calling him ’master’ now? Playing quite the game..."

Before she could finish, her expression suddenly froze, and her eyes went blank.

"Why bother talking to her?"

The little maid with a hint of green light on her brow said lightly, "Tell me, where is Chen Mo?"

Zi Yan’er numbly answered, "Second floor, east side, Golden Jade Pavilion."

The maid turned and left the room.

Yu’er had just stepped out but quickly returned, pinched Zi Yan’er on the chest, fuming, "You still think you’re fit to accompany my master to sleep... Dream on!"

Moments later, the green light faded, and Zi Yan’er looked somewhat dazed.

"Why am I standing up?"

"Ouch, that hurts... Could it be my period has come? But it’s not due yet."

"What were we just talking about?"

The maid, bewildered, shook her head, "I can’t remember either..."

...

...

...

Li Yuan was indeed drunk.

Her figure swayed as she walked unsteadily, relying on Chen Mo for support.

Chen Mo, holding her waist, brought her to the second-floor private room.

Entering the room, a large carved bed surrounded by pink curtains caught their eyes.

A spring bench and a rocking chair were placed by the side, with a small table full of various devices.

"What is this?"

Li Yuan curiously looked around, puzzled, "Why is there a medicine pestle here?"

...

Chen Mo was momentarily speechless.

Seeing his slightly strange expression, Li Yuan’s mind sobered a bit, suddenly associating to something; her already flushed cheeks turned even hotter.

No wonder it looked familiar, somewhat like a pendulum...

Why would such an indecent thing be in this room?

Oh, right, almost forgot, this is the Imperial Music Bureau, not exactly a reputable place.

The two sat on the bed, the atmosphere quiet, as if they could hear their own heartbeats.