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Did the ointnt get damp?
Yu Youhan looked puzzled, sohow feeling the comnt sounded a bit odd.
"There’s no need to apply it. Just untie the red rope, and I’ll be fine."
"Yes."
Chen Mo placed the ointnt on the bedside table, then reached out to grope around her delicate body.
Yu Youhan’s body trembled slightly, and a hint of crimson appeared on her jade-like cheeks as she said angrily, "What are you groping for?"
Chen Mo looked innocent and said, "I’m trying to find the knot; otherwise, how can I untie it... It’s strange, why can’t I find the end of the rope this ti?"
He ticulously searched around but didn’t see any loose end, the entire red rope seed to be connected in a continuous loop, leaving him with no way to start.
Seeing this, Yu Youhan also grew nervous.
"Impossible, there were knots the previous tis; try looking carefully again..."
Despite her words, she felt a bit uncertain inside.
She had already noticed that the way the red rope was tied varied each ti — sotis it was a bow, sotis a figure-eight knot, and the position was not always the sa... What if there really was no clasp this ti?
Could it be that she would remain bound like this forever?!
Chen Mo’s fingers glided along the red rope, inch by inch across her skin.
Yu Youhan’s breath grew more rapid, her fair skin blushing faintly, the pink hue climbed up her slender neck to her collarbone, then spread across her body...
But this ti she did not stop him, instead biting her lips to withstand it.
Finally, near the huantiao acupuncture point at the base of her thigh, Chen Mo’s movents paused, his fingers gently pinched, feeling a rough texture.
He saw that the red rope had a slight bulge in the middle, as if the two ends had been lted and bonded together.
"But how should this be separated?"
Chen Mo pulled forcefully only to find it was unseparable; even Sword Qi couldn’t cut through it.
"Do I have to use fire?"
He activated the teor Departing Fire, a silver fla blossod at his fingertip, testing the weld point.
As expected, the knot began to slowly lt, but at the sa ti, the red rope tightened sharply, deeply embedding into her snowy legs, leaving distinct marks on her long, beautiful legs.
"Mm..."
Yu Youhan’s body tensed, a suppressed moan slipped from her sandalwood lips.
"Wait... it’s so hot..."
For so reason, although Chen Mo had controlled the fire very well, not touching her at all, the scorching heat spread along the red rope throughout her body.
Fine beads of sweat appeared on her jade-like forehead, her entire body was drenched in fragrant sweat, the soaked purple iris dress clung tightly to her body, and through the thin fabric, even the black underwear and that bit of fairness could be seen...
Seeing the empress in distress, Chen Mo could only temporarily stop.
As a result, the recently lted part quickly closed up, soon returning to its original state.
"Empress, it seems you’ll have to endure a bit; it must be burned through in one go."
"Let catch my breath first..."
Yu Youhan’s gentle chest heaved as she spoke weakly.
Seeing this, Chen Mo didn’t rush, got up to lean against the bedhead, allowing her to snuggle by his side and slowly transmitted a strand of Primordial Qi to her.
Their Dao Power originally shared origin, and under Chen Mo’s soothing, Yu Youhan’s breathing gradually cald down.
"You’re really tornting to death..."
Yu Youhan glanced at him, saying softly, "You’re teasing so much at Yangxin Palace, just because I expressed so heartache for the Empress, right? All the while, I was worried for you, now I realize I shouldn’t have ddled..."
Perhaps because her Dao Power was sealed, the empress appeared less formidable and dignified, resembling a resentful young woman.
Chen Mo gently hooked her delicate hand, shaking head, "You misunderstood, Empress, I just don’t want to see conflict between you and the Empress. After all, your grand plan isn’t complete; any risk can’t be afforded."
Yu Youhan was silent for a mont before saying, "How likely do you think success is in this matter?"
According to the "dream" prophecy, her eventual rise failed; surrounded and attacked by many, she ended up dead and her Dao extinguished... Although she never believed in fate, Chen Mo’s appearance sowhat validated the prophecy’s truth.
Chen Mo bluntly said, "It seems slim."
Though the factional struggle within the court appeared intense, it was just minor scuffles. The old caucus of the Three Departnts and Six Ministries had yet to intervene, firmly controlling the key departnts like Personnel, Revenue, Military, and Justice.
Even when the Imperial Consort Faction recently gained power, it didn’t genuinely shake the foundation of the Six Ministries.
Moreover, with the Crown Prince established, the Qing Palace firm, plus the Empress regent holding the reins of governance, aspiring to ascend the Nine Golden Steps with rely the title of Imperial Concubine is akin to reaching the heavens.
Yu Youhan gave him a sidelong look, "Since you know hope is slim, why stick with ? Aren’t you afraid of being buried with ?"
"Of course I’m afraid," Chen Mo candidly replied, "In a chaotic world chasing grand ambitions is akin to dancing on knife’s edge, a single mishap leads to eternal damnation, I still wish to live a few more years."
Yu Youhan turned her head lightly, "It’s not too late to regret now, after all, the Empress favors you, your future career path would be unimpeded, no need to take this risk with ..."
"I haven’t finished."
Chen Mo seriously said, "I’m afraid of death, but I’m even more afraid of losing you. No matter what you want to do, I’ll always stay by your side."
Gazing into those star-like deep eyes, Yu Youhan’s heart inexplicably sped up, coldly huffing, "Who wants you by my side, I don’t care."
Chen Mo smiled, "It’s enough if I care for you, Empress."
"Nonsense again..."
Yu Youhan snorted, her ears burning slightly.
Chen Mo was already accustod to the empress’s tsundere deanor.
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