Dong dong dong—
Chen Mo knocked on the door again and waited for a mont, but there was still no response.
"It seems there’s truly no one..."
Just as he was about to turn and leave, there was a sudden soft creak, and the door opened a crack, revealing black-and-white eyes peering at him.
"Mr. Chen."
"Commander Ye?"
Chen Mo asked in confusion, "You were inside? Why did it take so long to open the door?"
"I was a bit fatigued just now and took a nap," Ye Zi’e said, blinking her eyes as she asked, "Did you need anything from ?"
Without giving it much thought, Chen Mo said, "About the Southern Border matter, though the higher-ups haven’t urged us, it’s not good to delay for too long. We might as well accomplish it swiftly."
Surprisingly, Ye Zi’e didn’t resist. She nodded and said, "Mr. Chen’s words are reasonable. Let’s proceed as you say."
"Shall we prepare and set off tomorrow?"
"All according to your arrangent."
"Alright."
Seeing her cooperate so willingly, Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief and, with a smile, said, "Then I won’t disturb Commander Ye’s rest anymore. Goodbye."
"Farewell." Ye Zi’e watched him depart until he disappeared around the stairway corner, then gently closed the door and returned to the study.
A figure in a plain long dress sat in a chair, legs crossed, with a languid expression, and said, "Apart from work, you two didn’t exchange a word of drivel. What is it, does my presence here hinder your developing any rapport?"
Ye Zi’e hurriedly bowed and said, "I and Mr. Chen are rely colleagues, without a trace of other thoughts!"
"As long as you’re aware, rember, I never give a second chance," said Yu Youhan calmly.
"I will rember Her Majesty’s teachings!" Ye Zi’e hesitated for a mont and then softly asked, "Empress, are you really going to travel with us?"
"Do you have any objections?" Yu Youhan raised an eyebrow.
"No, no objections; it’s an honor for ." Ye Zi’e waved her hands repeatedly, explaining, "It’s just that the journey south is long and exhausting. There might be lapses in taking care of you. As the Empress is of noble stature, should there be any harm to her beauty, I could never atone..."
"I don’t need you to take care of . Just keep your mouth shut and don’t reveal my identity," Yu Youhan replied.
This ti, Chen Mo is heading south, and she plans to sneak along.
It’s not a whimsical decision but one made after thorough consideration.
Wei Xuan wouldn’t issue such orders without reason. It’s certainly at the Emperor’s behest, though the purpose remains unclear; it’s apparent that it’s directed at Chen Mo.
Perhaps it’s to send him away; maybe there are ambushes set up along the way—it’s uncertain. Especially since Chen Mo’s displayed talents and strength are already enough to affect the situation.
No one can ignore a Grandmaster skilled in Daoist and Martial Dual Cultivation, especially since this is far from his limit!
For Yu Youhan, there’s concern about a repeat of the previous Southern Border incident, and personally overseeing Chen Mo to prevent any blunders.
While he mingled with other won outside, she endured the tornt alone in the palace. If seen by the Empress or others, it could cause significant embarrassnt!
Recalling the events of yesterday, Qing Bi’s eyes flashed with a hint of grievance and resentnt.
Since arriving in the Capital City so many years ago, she had never suffered such humiliation—being spanked by that Busty Empress!
"This isn’t over!"
"Once we return from the Southern Border, he must give an explanation!"
Ye Zi’e stood beside her, feeling waves of cold brushing against her, her hairs standing on end, worried she had spoken wrongly and displeased Her Majesty.
"Empress?"
The air was quiet, without a response for a long ti.
She cautiously lifted her head to look, finding the study empty, Her Majesty gone without her noticing.
"Whew—"
Ye Zi’e breathed a sigh of relief, her back soaked with cold sweat.
With hands braced on the desk, she slumped into a chair, kneading her brow, her expression filled with worry.
"Taking Imperial Consort with us to the Southern Border?"
"Isn’t that too absurd..."
...
...
After leaving Qilin Pavilion, Chen Mo didn’t head directly back to the Governnt but walked southwest along the palace wall.
The area within a radius of ten or so miles belonged to Imperial City territory, heavily guarded, with a wide moat isolating the entire palace complex from the outside, except for two buildings adjoining the Imperial City—Qilin Pavilion and the Observatory.
Previously, from Liu Miaozhi’s words, Chen Mo learned that the Xu Family’s downfall had hidden truths, and he also saw the "map" stabbed into his back.
What Chu Heng has painstakingly searched for might be hidden within the Observatory.
Chen Mo had been attentive to this and wanted to find an opportunity to visit.
After solving the chessboard at the Demon Suppression Departnt last ti, Qi Chengze gave Chen Mo a token and promised he could co to the Observatory if needed, but Chen Mo refrained from making a rash visit to avoid arousing suspicion.
This ti, leaving the Capital City, with uncertainty as to when he might return, he planned to probe the Director’s stance, hoping to uncover so useful clues.
Approaching the towering building from afar, two guards dressed in black suddenly appeared, blocking his path, and coldly said:
"State land; no trespassing!"
Chen Mo presented the token to them, "I’ve co to see the Director. Can you report this?"
Seeing the engraved "Impermanence" on it, their expressions changed, and they quickly stepped aside, bowing, "Forgive us, please proceed, the Director is expecting you."
"Hmpf, it seems this token carries quite so weight..."
Chen Mo muttered softly.
The Director is a Master of Divination, capable of foreseeing heavenly secrets—anticipating his visit was natural.
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