"Hmm..."
The air was filled with ambiguous sounds.
Chen Mo leaned against the headboard, breathing sowhat rapid, with an expression of mild distress.
Although the room was dimly lit, with his eyesight, the breathtaking scenery was still fully discernible.
The Empress’s simple long dress had already slipped off, leaving only a set of crimson underwear embroidered with a phoenix threading through peonies. The gaps in the lace faintly revealed her fair, tender skin, and following the smooth spine, one could see the abruptly curving rounded silhouette...
After a long while, the Empress straightened up, raised her hand, and tapped it, her moist apricot eyes glaring resentfully at Chen Mo.
"You rascal, why aren’t you done yet? Do you have to wear out completely?"
"It was not intentional on my part..."
"I think it was quite deliberate on your part!"
"..."
Chen Mo, though still far from finished, knew in his heart that this was already pushing the Empress’s limits, and pressing too hard would only backfire.
He no longer insisted, pulling the Empress into his embrace, softly saying, "Alright, Your Highness’s intentions have been felt, let’s stop here for tonight. If you get too exhausted, I would feel distressed as well."
"Hmph, I suppose you have a bit of conscience left." The Empress gave him a graceful sidelong glance.
Chen Mo’s hand wrapped around her slender waist, his fingertips grazing over her flat belly, lingering around the cute navel.
The Empress’s body shuddered slightly, her voice trembling as she said, "Stop it, it’s ticklish~"
Chen Mo did not cease, his hand gliding over the smooth skin, causing her delicate body to tremble even more violently with his movents.
Watching her biting her lower lip, struggling to hold back her voice, he couldn’t help but find it amusing.
"Sweetheart, you’re really so cute."
"Mmm~"
Hearing this address, the Empress could no longer hold it in, letting out a soft hum, her body restlessly squirming.
"Presumptuous, you must not speak to like that."
Chen Mo, holding her chin, pondered, "Does Your Highness dislike that na? How about we call you Chan’er instead."
?!
The Empress was startled, stamring, "What did you say? Chan, Chan’er?!"
Chen Mo smiled, "Don’t say that, it actually rolls off the tongue quite nicely, Chan’er, my dear?"
"..."
A blush blood on her face, creeping from her earlobes to her cheeks.
Since becoming the Eastern Palace Empress, few dared to address her by na.
Moreover, the na "Chan’er" was one her parents used to call her when she was a child. Now, hearing it from Chen Mo’s lips, she felt an indescribable sense of sha, as if ants were crawling all over her body.
"Just a brat who hasn’t fully grown, being so impudent in front of . Do you believe I won’t punish you?" The Empress bared her little tiger teeth, looking fiercely indignant.
Chen Mo leaned close to her ear, speaking softly, "Whether or not I’m a brat, doesn’t Your Highness know clearly? Besides, if we’re being honest, it’s Your Highness who hasn’t fully grown yet..."
"You little thief, you’re going to be the death of !"
The Empress, both ashad and annoyed, pinched the soft flesh at his waist, twisting it several tis.
At this mont, Chen Mo suddenly sensed sothing, furrowed his brow, and without a word, pressed the Empress under him, covering her with the quilt.
"Hmm?!"
"Little thief, what are you going to do?"
The Empress looked tense, thinking Chen Mo might be overco with animalistic desire, her tone stumbling, "You, you stop ssing around, if I stop pinching you, will that be okay? I’ll... I’ll do as before, alright?"
"Shh."
Chen Mo placed a finger on her lips, whispering, "Keep quiet, soone’s coming."
The Empress was slightly stunned, whispering, "Who would co at this hour? Sun Senior Palace Lady? Or so patrolling Palace Attendant?"
"None of them..."
Chen Mo’s expression was a bit strange, "It seems to be Lin Catcher."
?
The Empress looked puzzled upon hearing this, "Jingzhu? Why is she here in the middle of the night without sleeping...?"
Before she could finish the sentence, she realized it herself.
Let alone Lin Jingzhu, wasn’t she doing the sa thing?
"So what do we do now?" The Empress felt a bit at a loss. If Lin Jingzhu discovered her and Chen Mo in bed together, her reputation would be utterly ruined!
"Lin Catcher is already outside the door, she could co in at any mont."
"It’s too late to leave now, Your Highness will have to hide here for now..."
Chen Mo found the situation sowhat familiar.
Last ti, Lin Jingzhu wasn’t sober, so she didn’t notice the Empress’s presence.
But this ti, the circumstances were different. An extra living person under the covers couldn’t possibly escape her notice.
Chen Mo thought for a mont, removed the Concealing Ring, and placed it on the Empress’s finger to minimize her presence.
He then had her lie beneath his legs, their bodies crisscrossing, and with the cover of the quilt, nothing seed amiss.
Squeak—
The room door was slowly pushed open with a soft creak.
Lin Jingzhu’s voice followed, "Mr. Chen, are you asleep?"
Well, I’m not asleep, but Her Majesty the Empress is almost dreaming... Seeing the Empress tense and resentful under the quilt, Chen Mo gently pinched her toes in comfort, then closed his eyes, pretending to sleep.
Lin Jingzhu stepped around the screen and ca to the bedside.
She saw Chen Mo quietly lying on the bed, seemingly deep in sleep.
"Mr. Chen..."
Lin Jingzhu crouched down, and under the faint moonlight, her eyes appeared sowhat lost as she gazed at his handso face.
The two t because of the Zhou Family Case, and through many life-and-death experiences, they had unknowingly ford a deep bond... Recalling their first eting, drinking happily in the rain, she couldn’t help but raise a clear curve at the corners of her mouth.
"I used to think you were just an uninhibited playboy, but it turns out you’re a heart thief."
Lin Jingzhu playfully pinched Chen Mo’s nose, murmuring softly, "I should have caught this thief, locked you in a room, so you could only be with , and not interact with other girls..."
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