Upon hearing Huo Wuya's voice, Yu Youhan didn't say much more and turned to leave the room.

Only then did Ji Hongxiu's tense nerves relax a bit. She looked shyly at Chen Mo and whispered, "The Yin God hasn't shared any memories with me yet, so what exactly happened last night?"

The Daoist Venerable has always been thin-skinned. If he knew "he" competed with Yu Youhan last night and even played with the electric pen, wouldn't he want to find a crack to hide in?

Chen Mo didn't say much, picked up a Daoist robe beside him, draped it over her, covering the alluring figure, and softly said, "Don't worry, I know this wasn't your intention. I'll find a way to explain it to the Empress."

"Actually, what Yu Youhan said isn't wrong. Although the Yin God and I have independent consciousness, we're essentially still one entity." Ji Hongxiu shook her head and said, "The sin she committed should be borne by me. If the day comes when Yu Youhan really wants to fight me to death, I will accept it calmly."

Chen Mo hesitated, his expression somewhat odd.

Even if the Empress has a murderous intent, she needs to break free from the red silk's restraints first.

But as the Jade Lock Deep Palace·Spring Dyed Embroidery Couch event progresses, the bond between them only deepens, and the effect of the red silk is gradually strengthening. This day may never come...

"Ahem, let's not talk about this now. There's still someone waiting outside. Let's tidy up and hurry out." Chen Mo casually patted her pert butt, speaking out.

"Mm—"

Ji Hongxiu's body trembled slightly.

The whip marks there hadn't completely faded, still leaving a burning pain.

She gave Chen Mo a shy glare, blushingly saying, "You go out first, I need to change."

"Who are we kidding? It's not like we haven't seen it before..."

"Hurry and go!"

"Alright."

Chen Mo didn't tease her any further, got up, put on his robe, and left the room first.

Ji Hongxiu watched Chen Mo leave, and when the room was left with only her, the blush on her cheeks faded, and her expression turned cold as she softly said, "Stop pretending, I know you're awake."

"Hehe." After a moment, a sneer came: "Little White, listen to my explanation. What happened last night was completely a misunderstanding..."

Ji Hongxiu said directly, "Cut the crap, just synchronize the memories with me."

"Then you must first promise not to get angry..."

"Hesitate any longer, and I'll lock you in the little black room right now!"

"..."

The Yin God hesitated slightly, but obediently let go of its mind.

A series of incredibly real images surged into her mind instantly, with even the senses completely synchronized, almost indistinguishable from personal experience.

Looking at those absurd scenes, Ji Hongxiu clenched her pink fists, her cheeks burning hot.

No wonder Yu Youhan was so angry; it was simply too outrageous!

"You mischievous spirit, I haven't even settled accounts for last time, and now you've done something filthy again!" Ji Hongxiu scolded angrily.

The Yin God plaintively defended, "You can't blame it all on me. It's Chen Mo who insisted on fooling around, even using that strange whip on me, making my heart and mind restless, and I just couldn't control it..."

"Shut up!"

The more Ji Hongxiu listened, the angrier she got, her eyebrows bristling. She raised her hand to her brow, and the voice abruptly stopped.

Then she recited the Heart Clarity Spell softly, taking a deep breath, trying to calm her emotions.

In recent times, she had only fallen asleep twice, and each time there was a "surprise"!

Besides the tangled matter with Yu Youhan, what worried her more was actually her own disciple...

The stubborn Yin God had, in front of everyone, indirectly affirmed its relationship with Chen Mo!

Although it seemed like a slip of the tongue, Qingxuan, with her keen nature, must have already noticed something!

"What if Qingxuan asks about it, how should I explain?"

"As a teacher, fighting with my disciple over a man is certainly disgraceful, but having come to this stage, there's no turning back..."

"I just can't give up on Chen Mo..."

Ji Hongxiu bit her lip gently, her eyes filled with complexity.

The silence in the room was broken by long sighs.

...

...

Outside the courtyard.

Huo Wuya stood alone in front of the door.

After waiting for a moment, the door slowly opened, and when he looked up, his expression momentarily froze.

In the middle of the courtyard, wearing a plain long dress, Yu Youhan sat on a stone seat, her cool and elegant face devoid of any expression.

"Consort Yu is here too?"

"Could it be she stayed with Chen Mo all night?"

Huo Wuya's curiosity about their relationship grew even stronger.

He stepped into the courtyard, approached, and cupped his hands, "Greetings to Her Majesty the Consort."

Yu Youhan seemed oblivious, her gaze not on him at all, with a slight frown as if contemplating something significant.

Huo Wuya felt a bit awkward but dared not disturb her, so he just stood silently by the side.

Soon, Chen Mo and the Daoist Venerable walked out of the room one after the other.

?

Huo Wuya was momentarily stunned before he reacted, realizing the Daoist Venerable was keeping a close eye to prevent Yu Youhan from causing a scene, which made him feel somewhat grateful.

"This junior greets Master Huo." Chen Mo cupped his hands in salute.

Though their relationship had become somewhat tense after yesterday's events, respect was still due since the other party was a major figure in the righteous path.

Huo Wuya maintained his amiable attitude, nodding, "You've been too courteous, young friend. I feel deeply guilty for letting you lapse into danger. I came specifically to discuss compensation..."

At this, Chen Mo felt somewhat uneasy.

No matter how things unfolded, the fact was he gained quite a bit. If he were to accept any "compensation," wouldn't it seem he's taking advantage of the situation?