The night is as dark as ink, without stars or moon.
Tiandu City is engulfed in heavy rain, and the lights of thousands of hos seem sowhat dim and gloomy.
Chen Mo leans against the wall, raindrops falling like threads along the eaves.
Once the black sedan had left, his figure leapt up, treading on rooftops, following Zhou Jing’an from a distance.
Though he was quite curious about the person in the sedan, his keen spiritual sense slled a hint of danger, and he did not act rashly, still prioritizing the mission given by the Empress.
[Her Majesty has heard so rumors, the Zhou Family might be mining veins secretly outside the Capital City, you go and take a look, better if you could obtain evidence.]
Great Yuan has very strict managent over mining veins, whether it is common tal or rare spirit ore, both are jointly controlled by the Ministry of Construction and the tallurgy Departnt; unauthorized mining is tantamount to a cri of treason.
If he could find even a tiny clue, it would definitely cause significant damage to the Zhou Family!
And today’s events made Chen Mo sense sothing unusual, whether it’s related to the secret mining or not, Zhou Jing’an is definitely plotting sothing.
He followed all the way to East City, where Zhou Jing’an entered a three-section large residence.
Chen Mo stood in the shadows at the corner of a street alley, compressing his divine sense into a fine thread, skimming along the cracks in the wall, entering the Zhou Mansion.
With the experience from last ti, he was extra cautious, always ready to cut off his divine sense and escape.
Fortunately, the defenses of the Zhou Mansion were far less strict than those of the Imperial Palace, and he did not alert any masters along the way.
Wandering to the depths of the mansion, avoiding several strong presences, after a long search, he finally heard Zhou Jing’an’s voice near the window of a bedroom.
His divine sense slipped through the window lattice, and the scene before him almost made him lose his composure.
He saw the bed shaking violently, with Zhou Jing’an and a woman dressed in black, who strikingly resembled a mber of the Sky Scale Guard, engaging in strenuous activity.
"Kneel down! I want you to kneel down!"
"You wretch, you dare to humiliate because you have a Gold Token?"
"You want to write a morial to bite back at ? I’ll make you write, I’ll make you write... Write, then!"
Chen Mo: "..."
Spiritual Victory thod, huh? And they’re even into role-playing...
In his entire life, Chen Mo never thought he would beco the "female lead".
As Zhou Jing’an’s breathing beca more rapid and his pace quickened, Chen Mo really couldn’t bring himself to watch, and left the room.
After wandering around the Zhou Mansion for a while, marking a few peculiarly auras in his mind, he then lay in hiding, patiently waiting.
...
Bang!—Bang! Bang!
Until the third watch gong sound rang out, there was still no commotion in the Zhou Mansion.
Inside the bedroom, the breathing was even, and Zhou Jing’an, who had "taken his revenge and redressed his grievances", had already fallen into deep sleep.
"It seems there’s nothing to find tonight."
"Recently the city is on edge, he will beco more cautious."
"What needs to be done now is to keep an eye on him, waiting for him to slip up..."
Chen Mo retracted his divine sense, vaulting into the air, with a light tap on the eaves, he soared away like a hawk.
...
Imperial Music Bureau, Qingya House.
Inside the tavern, guests fill the seats, dancing girls move gracefully, fluttering and dancing.
A woman clad in a light pink gauzy dress sits on the stage, her slender fingers gently strumming the strings of a lute, producing a lodious and secluded sound, like a high mountain and flowing water, enchanting the listeners.
After the piece finished, they remained imrsed in the aftertaste, unable to co back to their senses for a long ti.
Clap, clap—
A long while later, applause broke out, gradually growing more enthusiastic.
"Excellent! An outstanding performance of Spring Courtyard Moon, truly enthralling, portraying a woman’s boudoir grievances to the fullest extent!"
"My eyes couldn’t help but moisten as I listened."
"Miss Yu’er’s piano skill has improved a lot!"
"Even compared to Gu Manzhi, her piano skill is probably not far off, right?"
The guests let out bursts of admiration, with never-ending praise filling the air.
Yu’er rose to her feet, curtsied gracefully, and then turned to walk into the inner room.
The little maid following her frowned and complained, "Can’t you practice the piano properly? I always have to control it for you; it’s really tiring."
Yu’er made a pitiful face, "I’m just not smart, I can’t learn it~"
To her, handling everyday social interactions was manageable, but playing the piano was too difficult.
"I’ve been using too much energy lately, my body is almost at its limit."
Yu’er stretched out her left hand, where a faint black line was visible at her fingertips, "Counting the days, it should be about ti; could our master have forgotten about us?"
The maid glared at her, "Make it clear, I am your master! Your life was given by !"
Yu’er pouted, "But without the master’s Vitality Essence, my body would have decayed long ago..."
"..."
The little maid was too angry to speak.
Perhaps due to the effects of the Vitality Essence, this creature was becoming more rebellious, even learning to talk back now!
Upon pushing open the door and entering the bedroom, they both were stunned.
They saw the window wide open, with a man in black sitting at the table, pouring tea for himself.
"This tea is not very good, too low grade..."
"Master!"
Yu’er looked thrilled, and she dashed over with such haste that her embroidered shoes flew off, and she plunged barefooted into Chen Mo’s embrace.
Chen Mo grabbed her arm and threw her out of the window.
Splash!
Outside, there was a pool, and Yu’er fell into the pool, getting soaked through.
"Wuwuwu, master is so an~"
Chen Mo frowned slightly, "How did she turn out like this?"
The little maid sat opposite him, shaking her head, "This remnant soul might not be quite right in the head..."
During their conversation, a flash of green light passed over her brow, and her features blurred montarily, revealing that stunning and unparalleled face.
"Has the Princely Heir been up to anything recently?" asked Chen Mo.
Gu Manzhi nodded, "The day before yesterday, soone was sent to find Yu’er, telling her to diligently practice her Charming Skill, to ensure she keeps you firmly tied to her."
Chen Mo curiously inquired, "Charming Skill?"
"I took a brief look, and it is a Cultivation Technique of yin and yang union, a technique for the bedroom; it doesn’t require a cultivation foundation, even ordinary people can practice it." Gu Manzhi’s face was slightly unnatural.
That "Cultivation Technique" she had glanced at, where various moves were described in extre detail: goat against the tree, phoenix’s travel through the elixir-points, monkey’s embrace of the tree...
There were even accompanying illustrations; it was utterly outrageous!
"What have you been up to lately? It seems like the Princely Heir is taking you more seriously now," said Gu Manzhi.
"Recently?"
Chen Mow’s gaze flickered slightly.
Could the Demon Clan’s affairs also be related to the Princely Heir?
Recalling the mysterious black palanquin, he pondered silently.
"By the way, how many people can your paper dolls control at the sa ti?" inquired Chen Mo.
Gu Manzhi replied, "If it’s just basic syncing of information, about ten or so; but for fine control, two is already the limit."
Her eyes blinked, "Why, do you need my help?"
Chen Mo nodded, "I’m secretly monitoring soone, and I might not be able to handle it on my own."
Gu Manzhi’s eyes narrowed with a smile, "Why should I help you? After all, we’re still enemies."
"Naturally, I won’t ask for your help for free; we’ll trade fairly. If you help tail him, I can help you retrieve the ’Azure Darkness Seal’," said Chen Mo.
Upon hearing this, Gu Manzhi stood up abruptly, her eyes wide, and her chest heaving.
"Azure Darkness Seal?!"
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