I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon-Chapter 1018 - 378: The Rice Is Cooked, the Empress’s Resolve! Chaotic Scene Descends! (Part 2)
On the bed, the Empress had taken off her robe, wearing only a thin gauze dress.
Her long legs were like straight jade chopsticks, her arms around Chen Mo’s waist, her small head resting on his broad chest, eyes shimmering with rippling light.
The saying goes, absence makes the heart grow fonder.
Chen Mo had been away from the Capital City for some time. Reunited after a long separation, the Empress’s suppressed longing was about to overflow. Savoring the familiar scent, she wished she could merge herself into his body.
"So you mean..."
"His Highness asked Zhong Lihe to protect me in secret, but he unexpectedly discovered your presence, so he reported it back to the Capital City."
"And you were worried that Her Majesty the Consort would whisk me away, so you traveled all the way to the Southern Border?"
Chen Mo finally managed to sort out the whole process.
"That’s basically it." The Empress poked his chest with her finger, whispering, "When I heard about this, I even thought you were eloping with Yu Youhan, abandoning me..."
Slap—
Just as she finished speaking, the crisp sound of a slap was heard.
Chen Mo’s large hand smacked the moon, the gauze dress wrinkled, water rippled, and layer upon layer of ripples spread out.
"Hmm~"
The Empress trembled slightly and reproachfully said, "Why did you hit me?"
"Shouldn’t I have?" Chen Mo said, half angry and half amused, "We’ve known each other for so long, don’t you know what kind of person I am, Your Highness? How could I leave you and disappear without a word?"
"Of course I know you wouldn’t, but Yu Youhan is another matter."
The Empress bit her lip and said, "You are inherently blessed with Dragon Qi and have a special bond with her. If she were to force you to choose, you might be in a difficult position, right?"
To oversee the country as a woman, to pull the Great Yuan from the brink of collapse, and to manage the state efficiently over the years, leading to a steady rise in national strength and a return to the peak...
How could the Empress be a fool?
She saw a lot of things but chose not to speak about them.
Chen Mo was silent for a moment, then spoke, "There are many things that can’t be explained in a few words, but there is one thing you can be assured of, Your Highness, no matter what happens, I won’t leave you."
"No one can separate us, not Her Majesty the Consort, nor the current Holy Emperor."
"Is this true?" The Empress blinked her almond eyes.
"Truer than gold." Chen Mo said seriously.
Her Majesty the Consort’s position in his heart would never waver.
But that doesn’t mean he would abandon others because of this.
Empress Baby, Chong’er, Saintess Gu, Shuishui, Daoist Venerable... each one is important to him, and has become an inseparable part of his life. It might sound shameless to say so, but it’s the truth in his heart.
Only children make choices; Mr. Chen wants them all!
As for how to make these ladies coexist peacefully, that’s another problem.
The best way is certainly to choose a "main wife" to keep the house in order.
But choosing who is a difficult issue. This person must have high prestige, and must convince the others to accept willingly.
The Empress, who oversees the Six Palaces, is naturally suitable by profession, with quite rich management experience, but the Empress would certainly be unwilling.
On the other hand, if it’s Her Majesty the Consort, no one would dare to object, but her methods are too tough, resorting to family rules at the slightest disagreement, possibly leading to her having the Empress and the Daoist Venerable each receiving a spanking every day...
"What am I thinking..."
Chen Mo snapped back to reality, laughed at himself, and thought, "The idea isn’t even concrete yet, I’m acting like I’m the Emperor."
"Little Thief."
"What’s up?"
Chen Mo looked up and saw the Empress shyly watching him.
Her pretty face blushing, her pink lips gently pouting, almost like wanting to openly write "I want a kiss" with big letters.
He naturally no longer restrained himself, wrapped his arm around her waist, and leaned down to kiss her red lips.
"Mmm—"
The Empress moaned softly, leaning against his chest, as if her body wanted to melt away.
The intense and aggressive masculine aura continuously assailed her nerves, her mind gradually blank, consciousness felt as light as if stepping on clouds.
Perhaps because of not seeing each other for a long time, a nameless feeling quietly arose—
"Wait a moment!"
The Empress suddenly opened her eyes wide and pushed Chen Mo away.
Her abundant figure heaving with her rapid breathing, setting off breathtaking curves.
"What’s wrong?" Chen Mo asked in confusion.
"No, nothing, just a little out of breath."
The Empress sat with her legs together, curled up by her side, her palm pressed against the triangular zone, her head lowered, ears burning hot.
Of course, she was too embarrassed to say that she wanted to pee after being kissed by him...
Chen Mo, without thinking much, twirled a strand of her hair around his finger and asked, "By the way, Your Highness hasn’t answered me yet. What did you and Her Majesty the Consort talk about when you met?"
The Empress hesitated for a moment, "If I tell you, you must promise not to get angry."
Intrigued, Chen Mo nodded, "I promise I won’t get angry."
"I said I wanted to compete fairly with Yu Youhan."
"Compete for what?"
"Lady Chen..."
(O_o)??
Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, doubting if he had heard something wrong.
The Empress reached under the pillow, pulled out a wooden box, and when she opened it, a yellow silk paper lay quietly inside.
"Here, take a look for yourself."
Chen Mo reached out to take it, unfolded it for a quick glance, and his brows knitted even tighter.
"...Not worthy of the position, ashamed to the people... wishing for the rest of life to be spent with the green lamp and ancient Buddha..."
"Is this an edict of self-blame?"
The Empress gently brushed away the hair by her ear and softly said, "I know in my heart that as long as I remain in this palace, it’s impossible to be with you openly. If so, then being the Empress is not worth it."
"Staying in the palace all day handling state affairs, watching the two factions scheming and undermining each other, I’ve long been weary of it. It would be a relief to be rid of this identity completely, but I have to arrange everything properly first."
"Just now you promised with your own mouth. You must not disdain me then."
"Otherwise, I will resent you for my whole life..."
Looking at her delicate, jade-like face, Chen Mo was at a loss for words.
The greatest debt to repay is the beauty’s favor.
While he was still hesitating how to handle the relationships, the Empress had already made her decision. For the sake of being with him, she was willing to engage in self-sabotage, disregarding her status, reputation, and purity!
"Your Highness..."
"Alright, alright, don’t feel any pressure."
The Empress waved her hand, her tone relaxed, "Who can predict the future? Maybe when you ascend... ahem, by then this edict may not even be needed."
Suddenly, she felt light as her whole body was lifted, and she was laid on the bed.
Immediately, a pair of large hands crept up along her waist, the sensation prickling like an electric current.
The Empress quivered and said, "Little thief?"
Chen Mo chuckled, "Wanting to marry into the Chen Family isn’t that simple. A thorough investigation to know each other well is a must."
"Investigate what..."
The Empress hadn’t finished her sentence before she realized what he meant, her face flushing instantaneously red.
Though their relationship was extremely intimate, they had never crossed the final boundary, not that she was opposed to it, on the contrary, she was subtly looking forward to it.
But in any case, such things should happen only after the marriage, right?
Just as she was about to refuse, the indifferent gaze of Yu Youhan flashed in her mind.
Looking down at her, full of disdain and contempt, as if not considering her a rival at all.
"I won’t lose to her!"
"At most, I’ll turn the raw rice into cooked rice, let’s see what she has to compete with me then!"
The Empress took a deep breath, resolved, she reached out to untie the silk ribbon at her waist, the gauzy skirt falling away, revealing smooth, milky white skin.
The rosy brocade camisole with high, round lines exuded a voluptuous charm, while her waist was thin, and her flat stomach had no excess flesh, the curves sculpted like a masterpiece of nature.
"We, we can start the investigation, but keep it quiet, be careful not to be discovered..." the Empress murmured, turning her head away, not daring to meet his eyes.
Chen Mo had mentioned it casually, not expecting her to take it seriously.
Swallowing, his heart began to race uncontrollably.
As he was about to untie the camisole, suddenly, a cold and piercing voice reached his ears:
"Jiang Yuchan, is this what you call fair competition?"
?!
Both froze, turning their heads in unison.
Standing in the room was a person who had appeared at some point, leaning against the screen, arms crossed, eyes gleaming with a sharp, stern light.
"Empress?!"
