Chapter 625: Chapter 627: Coming to Find the Palace Master, to Pass This Long Night
Moreover, the events of that year had passed, and Mo Chen wasn’t soone heartless, he didn’t hold such a strong dislike for Tao Yao.
To be honest, he had quite a favorable opinion of Tao Yao; her talent was comndable, she cultivated rapidly, and what’s more, she worked industriously, having cared for them silently for so long, he had always been grateful to her.
Seeing that her master wasn’t angry, Yue Ling imdiately nodded with a smile, saying, “Master, you can rest assured, I will never dare to deceive you like this again.”
Mo Chen smiled, saying nothing more.
Yue Ling, in high spirits, packed up her things and left. When she returned to the kitchen, she couldn’t find Tao Yao, nor was she in her own room.
She had wanted to share the good news with her, but where had she gone?
Well, she might as well head back for now and tell her the next ti they t.
…
The moonlight was cold as water, covering the entire Huan Yue Palace in a layer of pale silvery gray, hazy and beautiful.
A slender figure darted into Mo Chen’s sleeping chamber and gently pushed open the door of his room.
Mo Chen had not been sleeping, he had sensed soone entering his sleeping chamber long before.
Seeing who it was, he showed no sign of surprise, as if he had known it would be her.
Sitting at his desk, he slowly set down the book in his hand, eting her peach blossom eyes and asked faintly, “What brings you here so late?”
Tao Yao closed the door behind her and walked toward him with a coquettish smile, her voice soft and tender,
“Of course, it’s to visit the Palace Master. It’s such a long, lonely night, and I can’t sleep alone, so I thought I might as well spend so ti reminiscing with the Palace Master to while away these endless hours.”
Her words carried a note of frivolity and a subtle seduction.
After hearing her, Mo Chen, although expressionless, his gaze turned cold.
“Tao Yao, I thought that after sixty years, you might have changed.”
Tao Yao sat down beside him, her body leaning gently against his, and the scent of peach blossoms suddenly enveloped him.
Covering her mouth with a light laugh, every move she made was filled with allure.
“The Palace Master is right, I have indeed changed.” Her hand rested on Mo Chen’s shoulder, caressing it lightly, slowly.
Mo Chen let out a faint smile, but it was tinged with coldness, with scorn.
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