I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon-Chapter 85 - 68: The Empress’s Thoughts! The Imperial Consort is Very Angry! (4K)_2

Chapter 85: Chapter 68: The Empress’s Thoughts! The Imperial Consort is Very Angry! (4K)_2

At this moment, Li Yuanshi pondered before continuing: "Hundred Households Chen is strong and vigorous, with boundless Qi-Blood, but his Primordial Yang is stable and unspent, at least he hasn’t had marital relations for half a year. Such self-control is truly astonishing."

"However, in Martial Arts cultivation, harmony between yin and yang is essential. Excessive suppression is actually not good—it’s easy to... well, get burned up inside."

Empress and Lin Jingzhu’s faces flickered with confusion.

Turning her thoughts back, Empress quietly nodded in agreement, "Indeed, maintaining purity and being strict with oneself, unlike other playboys indulgent in pleasure, he is material for great things."

Her opinion of Chen Mo rose even higher in her heart.

Lin Jingzhu’s cheeks reddened slightly, murmuring to herself, "This man always likes to go to the Imperial Music Bureau; could it be just to enjoy the music? He doesn’t seem to be that decent..."

Xuanqing Pool.

Warm spring water gushed out from the Phoenix Mouth, and the steam in the pool was dense.

Empress slipped out of her Palace Gown, laying it on the folding screen, and stepped into the pool with her long legs.

The huge Chest shook the water, creating ripples that trembled slightly, offering a striking visual impact.

Lately, the court has been in constant turmoil, with memorials piling up like mountains. She hasn’t had a proper rest for several days, and now that Chen Mo was still unconscious, she could finally steal some leisure time.

Splash—

Suddenly, there was a sound of someone entering the water from the edge of the pool.

Moments later, a figure emerged from behind and gently wrapped around her slender waist.

"Beautiful lady, guess who I am?"

"How brazen, you girl, you’re getting bolder."

Empress softly chided, but her eyes were full of mirth.

She had watched Lin Jingzhu grow up, and their relationship was very deep; they used to sleep together often.

However, ever since this girl joined Six Gates, she was busy with official duties all day and rarely had time to accompany her, making the place feel even colder and lonelier deep within the high palace walls.

"Wow, little auntie, your figure is getting better and better."

Lin Jingzhu supported the heavy Chest, clicking her tongue in admiration, "Must be several pounds now, right?"

Empress felt a tingling sensation all over her body and playfully slapped her hand away, "Don’t touch randomly."

"Then you can also touch mine."

Lin Jingzhu puffed out her chest, still as carefree as ever.

"..."

Empress helplessly shook her head, there was no way to discipline her.

The two of them stuck close to each other, one youthful and vibrant, the other mature and beautiful, looking like two beauties blossoming together, making the surrounding palace even brighter.

Compared to Empress’s voluptuous tenderness, Lin Jingzhu’s body was more compact, her skin ice-cold and pale, resembling icy jade. Water droplets rolled off her skin without leaving a trace.

"Jingzhu, how is your health lately?"

Feeling the cool temperature from behind, even while soaked in the warm spring, it didn’t warm her, so Empress frowned and asked.

Lin Jingzhu smiled and said, "Much better, with the suppression of the Nine Revolutions Ice Soul Technique, at least I can control the Chill Toxin and not freeze myself to death."

Empress sighed.

Lin Jingzhu had a unique constitution, with innate Chill Toxin hidden in her marrow, causing sporadic outbreaks that several times nearly cost her life.

Even Li Yuanshi could not find a cure.

Fortunately, Martial Arts Champion Xue Jushan took a liking and transmitted to her the Nine Revolutions Ice Soul Technique, which was a perfect fit for her constitution, allowing her to progress by leaps and bounds.

But at its core, it was just temporary suppression, not a solution to the problem.

"Let’s not talk about this. Little aunt, let me give you a massage."

The two moved to the edge of the pool.

Empress lay down on the Jade Platform, her huge Chest pressed into a semi-arc.

Lin Jingzhu’s fingertips exuded frost, pressing on Empress’s white jade-like back, the alternating sensations of cold and heat involuntarily made Empress shudder.

"Shh, who did you learn this from?"

"Self-taught."

The cold air continuously stimulated the acupoints, almost making Empress moan aloud. Her cheeks flushed with a faint rosiness, and in order to distract herself, she asked:

"Jingzhu, what do you think of Chen Mo?"

Lin Jingzhu contemplated for a moment and replied, "His strength is beyond doubt, hard to find an equal among his peers, with meticulous thoughts and decisive methods, he is a talent worth nurturing."

Empress nodded, then asked, "What about assigning him to the palace, what do you think?"

Lin Jingzhu was startled, "Little aunt, you want to castrate him?"

"..."

Empress said irritably, "I mean, to make him an Imperial Guard."

This was also a path for military officers to rise through the ranks. If he could advance to the position of Chief Commander, holding the second rank, he would be one of her truly trusted courtiers.

Moreover, keeping Chen Mo by her side would mean a greater chance of winning him over.

Lin Jingzhu fell into a moment of contemplation, then said, "It could work, but with his capabilities, serving as an Imperial Guard is a bit of an undersell..."

"That’s true."

Empress of course understood this reasoning.

Although Chen Mo had tremendous potential, he still needed experience; forcibly keeping him by her side would only snuff out his talent.

"Jingzhu is of a similar age to him, and your relationship seems not bad."

"The two are considered quite a good match. If Zhu’er is interested, I could arrange it. Then we would all be one family, and even Yu Youhan would have to stand aside, wouldn’t he?"

"But it seems like Chen Mo has a fiancée already..."

The Empress pondered in her heart.

Suddenly, her expression changed, and she scolded with a blushing face: "Where are you touching?"

Lin Jingzhu said in surprise: "Aunt, you’re also completely naked..."

"Shut up!"

...

Chen Mo slowly came to his senses.

What appeared before his eyes was a canopy surrounded by embroidered silk curtains, with dragons and phoenixes woven in gold and silver threads. The bed was exceptionally spacious, enough to sleep five or six people without feeling cramped.

"Where am I?"

Chen Mo sat up, his head in a daze.

He rubbed his brow, and his memory gradually returned: entering the palace, having a meal, the white Chest...

!!!

"I saw the Empress completely naked, and then I fainted?"

Chen Mo’s face changed colors.

He took a deep breath and steadied his mind.

From the current situation, it seems the Empress hasn’t realized it; otherwise, he wouldn’t be lying in bed but in the Heavenly Prison.

Lifting the curtains, he saw himself in a luxurious bedroom. There was a copper furnace on a small table beside him, with the scent of burning incense quietly rising, calming the spirit, alleviating the throbbing pain at his temples somewhat.

Chen Mo left the room and entered the front hall.

Upon a long table, documents were piled like mountains, and the Empress was immersed in reviewing them.

Instead of a palace gown, she had changed into a plain red outfit. Her smooth, satin-like hair was simply tied with a phoenix hairpin, with a strand falling beside her pellucid earlobe.

Less imperial and dignified, more composed and serene, she gave off the air of a dignified housewife.

Before Chen Mo could speak, the Empress said indifferently: "Awake?"

"My overstepping was unintentional, I beg Your Highness’s forgiveness."

Chen Mo bowed his head.

"Your Divine Soul is severely depleted; you need to rest and recuperate for a few days, so refrain from going to the Government for now."

"Drink that bowl of medicine."

The Empress, without lifting her head from the documents, instructed.

Chen Mo saw a bowl of steaming medicine on the table.

His Soul Power was drained, and he could not use the Golden Eyes of Truth; hesitating slightly, he still went over and picked up the bowl.

If the Empress wanted to harm him, she wouldn’t have to wait until now.

He drank it in one gulp.

The moment the medicine went down his throat, its power quickly dispersed. His head cleared instantly, and mighty Soul Power continuously surged into his Spirit Platform.

The previously depleted Soul Power was replenished by more than half in an instant!

"Medicine that can replenish Divine Soul is extremely precious; the value of this bowl of medicine might not be less than that of a Green Origin Pill."

Chen Mo set down the bowl and bowed deeply: "Thank you for Your Highness’s grace."

The Empress waved her hand and said, "It’s getting late; you should go."

"I take my leave."

Chen Mo responded, turning to exit.

He was a little puzzled in his heart; was the reward for entering the palace just that meal?

Having fainted halfway through the meal, he felt like it was a loss...

The Empress lifted her head, her gaze passing over the mountains of documents and landing on that departing silhouette.

Until the silhouette completely disappeared, she lowered her head and continued reviewing, her figure seeming somewhat solitary in the vast and empty palace hall.

...

As soon as Chen Mo stepped out of the palace, Eunuch Jin emerged from nowhere.

"Hundred Households Chen, follow me."

"Thank you, Eunuch."

Chen Mo thought he was being led out.

The two followed the pebble-paved path.

Seeing the increasingly towering palace walls, Chen Mo questioned: "Eunuch, this doesn’t seem to be the way out of the palace, is it?"

Eunuch Jin smiled and said: "You’re eager to leave before receiving your reward, Hundred Households Chen?"

Chen Mo became curious, "What has Her Highness rewarded me with?"

"You’ll know soon enough."

Eunuch Jin was not forthcoming.

After walking for nearly half an hour, they arrived at a huge building.

A pair of black-armored Imperial Guards stood motionless as statues in front of the tightly closed dark gates.

The plaque above the gate was inscribed with three powerful and majestic characters:

Heavenly Armory!