I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon-Chapter 114 - 86: The Advancing Gu Manzhi! (Seeking Monthly Ticket)

Chapter 114: Chapter 86: The Advancing Gu Manzhi! (Seeking Monthly Ticket)

The moon rises to the tree tops, and the night is deepening.

Gu Manzhi sits on the rooftop, hugging her knees, and looks up at the bright moon on the horizon.

The night breeze flutters, whisking strands of hair across her cheeks, her eyes afloat with a hint of perplexity.

As the Moon Brilliance Sect’s planted piece in Tiandu City, she rigorously carried out every command of the sect, even though she loathed this land of fireworks, but still she stayed at the Imperial Music Bureau to become an Oiran.

This role she played, lasted over two years.

During this time, she met men of all sorts, nearly every one of them coveting her body.

She thought Chen Mo would be the same, so she played along without sincerity, realizing too late when she finally did.

"It’s my own doing, pushing Chen Mo away, I can’t blame him."

Gu Manzhi felt a biting sorrow in her heart.

If she hadn’t hurt him in the beginning, there wouldn’t be other women appearing beside him, and today’s events would never have occurred...

"Yu’er, fetch some wine, come and have a drink with me," Gu Manzhi sighed lightly and said.

After a while, no response came.

"Yu’er?"

She turned her head, only to find no one around her.

Where is everyone?

Focusing her attention, sounds from the room slowly became clear:

"Can you turn around, please?"

"No way, it’s too embarrassing!"

"Come on, Yuan’er..."

"Mmh, really, there’s no helping you..."

...

"Hiss!"

"Yu’er? How did you get in?!"

"Shut it!"

...

Crack—

The surrounding roof tiles all shattered, Gu Manzhi’s eyebrows furiously danced, her complexion as ugly as could be.

So she was the only one left to catch a chill in the middle of the night?

"Continuing like this, won’t I be even worse off than Yu’er?!"

"No, I can’t miss out any longer, I refuse to hand Chen Mo over to someone else on a silver platter!"

Her figure flashed, and she disappeared from sight.

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The next morning.

The sun rose from the east, its rays filtering through the papered windows unto the floor.

Within the curtain, a drifting fragrance lingered.

Chen Mo opened his eyes, a gentle figure warm in his embrace.

He lay there like a lord, in a "mu" shape on the bed, Li Yuan snuggled to his left, her pale face still bearing the traces of dried tears, while Gu Manzhi lay to his right, her back to him, her curves undulating gracefully.

Yu’er, lowest in rank, curled up like a little puppy by his legs.

Last night as he was regulating his body, soothing the inner fire, Yu’er quietly snuck in, and soon after, Gu Manzhi also entered the room.

Xiao Gu was obviously incredibly shy, but still stubbornly refused to leave...

Initially, Li Yuan was resistant, but it didn’t take long before she lost the ability to speak...

At this moment, Li Yuan fluttered her eyelashes, slowly opening her eyes.

Chen Mo whispered in her ear, "Were you tired out last night? Sleep a bit more, I’ll give you the day off today." freewёbnoνel.com

This comment had quite the feel of a Hundred Household Officer imposing unwritten rules on a small commander.

Li Yuan’s cheeks blushed, and she buried her face into the quilt.

Last night Chen Mo lost control, his yang energy running rampant; though he tried his best to restrain himself, he nearly drove her to death.

But as a Sixth-rank Martial Artist, she naturally had strong recovery abilities, feeling just a bit sore but otherwise not too uncomfortable.

Li Yuan sensed something, lifting her head, hesitantly spoke:

"You wouldn’t happen to have... again?"

"..."

Chen Mo certainly had ideas, but also worried Li Yuan couldn’t endure it, shaking his head, "It’s alright, it will be better soon..."

Li Yuan hesitated for a moment, then slowly leaned closer.

"Yuan’er?" Chen Mo was stunned.

Li Yuan’s face flushed with embarrassment as she muttered, "As a subordinate, it’s my duty to alleviate the master’s worries..."

Chen Mo’s breathing immediately became rapid.

He knew that Li Yuan was worried that his vital yang energy had not yet recovered, leaving potential hidden injuries.

This girl...

"Master, take it slow..."

Li Yuan’s body trembled slightly, her eyes brimming with a misty moisture.

Chen Mo was touched and moved with utmost gentleness.

...

"Hm?"

Gu Manzhi woke from her sleep, hearing ambiguous noises coming from beside her.

She turned to look and her face flushed red instantly.

"Again? Will these two ever stop?!"

Gu Manzhi was starting to regret it, feeling like she was completely looking for trouble...

Yu’er lay beside them, her bright eyes carefully observing...

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Qingfeng Pavilion.

The private room was filled with the lingering fragrance of tea.

Jian Yinsan’s face was pale, looking somewhat weak, like someone who had not yet recovered from a serious illness.

Chen Mo’s knife had been too cruel, damaging his internal organs, and even after seeking medical treatment, it would take at least a month to recover, and he might not even return to his peak condition.

For him, who was challenging the Divine Sea Realm, this was no doubt a huge setback.

And he had even been swindled out of several thousand taels of silver...

"This vengeance is not a gentleman’s if not pursued!"

Jian Yinsan clenched his teeth tightly, his eyes ferocious like a wolf.

He had gone to the Qilin Pavilion to find Households Commander Bai, who said he would handle the matter properly, and then there was no follow-up.

"This old geezer is probably about to retire, not wanting to offend anyone..."

"I have to rely on myself!"

At this moment, the door swung open, and a middle-aged man dressed in a brocade robe walked in.

Jian Yinsan hurriedly got up and extended his hand, "Mr. Deng, please have a seat."

The middle-aged man, with his proud demeanor and a goatee, sat opposite Jian Yinsan.

This person was Director of the Personnel Department Deng Hongtao, responsible for the assessment and evaluation of officials, playing an important role in the capital evaluation.

"Please try this, it’s a refreshing tea brought over from the Southern Ridges, clear and refined..."

Jian Yinsan filled his tea cup to about seventy percent full for him.

"No need, I have to return to the government office soon, Lord Jian, please get straight to the point."

Deng Hongtao said indifferently.

With the other party not giving any face, Jian Yinsan still kept a smiling face, "Mr. Deng is busy with official duties, I am aware and won’t delay for too long."

He took out a brocade pouch from his bosom and pushed it toward Deng Hongtao, "It’s actually not a big deal, with the capital review impending, I hope that when Mr. Deng inspects the Ding Fire Department, he could be a bit stricter..."

"Hm?"

Deng Hongtao raised his eyebrows slightly.

There had been many who came to him during this time, most of whom hoped he would turn a blind eye.

For someone asking for a strict inspection, Lord Jian was the first.

"What does Lord Jian mean?"

Jian Yinsan said with a smile, "It’s just a small dispute within our government office... as long as Mr. Deng enforces the law impartially and reports truthfully to the Eastern Royal Palace, afterwards, I will have generous gratitude for you."

Although the Sky Scale Guard was independent of the Six Ministries, they were also subject to assessment.

However, the final result was not determined by the Ministry of Criminal Justice but had to be submitted to the Eastern Royal Palace.

Jian Yinsan had a clear understanding of the Ding Fire Department’s situation. Achieving the case resolution rate was nearly impossible.

His action was to cut off Chen Mo’s retreat, to prevent him from secretly bribing Personnel Department officials, attempting to muddle through.

Even if it meant spending more silver, it didn’t matter. As long as he could control the two major government offices, whatever was lost could slowly be regained!

"When I break through to the fourth-rank and enter the Qilin Pavilion, Chen Mo, you will have a taste of your own medicine!"

Deng Hongtao picked up the brocade pouch and glanced at it, his expression strange.

This money was being made a little too easily...