I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon

Chapter 1263 - 482: Three Women Gather! Brought a Princess Home! (Part 2)

Because he may very well be a figure from the same era as No Desire Buddha!

"Huff—"

At this moment, Chu Yanli staggered slightly.

The light of the Heavenly Observation Mirror flickered uncertainly, and the darkness spread again.

"I can’t hold on any longer, give me the thing first." Chu Yanli said urgently.

Chen Mo handed the Image Stone back to her, and she raised her hand to throw it into the vortex, which then sealed shut completely and returned to its original inconspicuous appearance.

"Remember, once you’ve left the Observatory, don’t mention this to anyone. Although Wu Lie is missing, his spies are scattered in every shadow in the Capital City, any movement might bring unexpected changes..."

Chu Yanli’s chest heaved, her long dress soaked with sweat.

Her body had not recovered initially, and after enduring for so long, she was severely exhausted.

Seeing her unsteady stance, Chen Mo reached out to support her and said, "I’ll escort you back to the palace first."

Chu Yanli bit her lip and said, "The palace is too cold and deserted, I don’t want to go back..."

Chen Mo frowned slightly. Wasn’t this woman the one who preferred solitude, with not a single palace attendant around her on ordinary days? Why the sudden change?

"Should I have Lu Shuangge take you to Lu Mansion for a night’s stay?"

"No, just seeing that old fool Lv Huaiyu annoys me. If it weren’t for his inaction, the Xu Family would not have fallen back then..."

"What should we do then?"

"How about... going to your place?"

???

Chen Mo looked puzzled, "What did you say? To my place?"

Chu Yanli’s cheeks subtly flushed as she said, "We’ve known each other for so long, and have been through life and death together, can’t I visit your place? Isn’t that being a bit stingy?"

Chen Mo furrowed his brow and said, "It’s not about being stingy or not, you are, after all, a princess. How does it look to go to a foreign minister’s house in the middle of the night?"

Chu Yanli said softly, "Now you’re talking about rules. What were you thinking when you slept with the Empress?"

"..."

Chen Mo’s mouth twitched, "Is that even the same thing?"

"Why isn’t it the same?" Chu Yanli muttered discontentedly, "You sleep with the Emperor’s wife whenever you feel like it, but when it’s the Emperor’s sister, you’re all about propriety and keeping distances? Isn’t that double standards?"

Helplessly, Chen Mo rubbed his brow.

Although he knew this reasoning was flawed, he found himself momentarily unable to refute it.

Seeing him silent, Chu Yanli’s expression turned somewhat lonely, she broke free from his grasp, and said coldly, "Forget it, you go ahead, don’t mind me."

"Then I’ll call Lu Shuangge to come over."

Chen Mo hadn’t walked more than two steps when he heard a "thud" behind him; turning, he saw Chu Yanli had fallen to the ground.

"Stop pretending, such tricks won’t work on me..."

"Hey, that’s enough, I’m really leaving now?"

He waited for a while but there was no movement.

He saw her eyes closed tightly, her breathing weak, seemingly truly passed out.

Chen Mo approached and carefully checked her condition, finding golden scales spreading across her collarbone again, severe internal damage, internal meridians tangled into a mess, and her Primordial Qi almost completely drained.

With such injuries, anyone else would have been dead.

Chu Yanli managed to endure till now, never uttering a word; she could be recognized as the legendary Blood Locking King.

"Forget it, let’s consider it for the Empress’s sake."

After hesitating for a moment, Chen Mo decided to lift her up by the waist and walked toward the entrance.

As he opened the bronze door, Lu Shuangge, stationed outside, was stunned upon witnessing this.

"Mr. Chen, what is this... what happened to Her Highness?!"

Chen Mo replied in a deep voice, "Her body has long been overwhelmed by Dragon Qi and is now on the verge of collapsing; if not treated immediately, she could die at any moment."

Lu Shuangge immediately turned pale with fright.

She knew the Princess’s health was poor, but she hadn’t imagined it was critically severe!

"How about calling the hospital director, Li Yuanshi from the Imperial Hospital?"

"It’s of no use, even a Medical Saint would be helpless against Dragon Qi."

Chen Mo said, "But you needn’t worry too much, I have the means to heal her, I’ll take her to Chen Mansion for recovery treatment first, and inform you once her condition stabilizes."

In a panic, Lu Shuangge nodded instinctively, "Then please, Mr. Chen, ensure Her Highness’s safety!"

"Rest assured, wait for my news." With those words, Chen Mo’s form disappeared suddenly.

Silence returned to the atmosphere.

A moment later, Lu Shuangge regained her senses.

"Wait a moment, where did Mr. Chen just say he was taking Her Highness the Princess?"

"The Chen Mansion?!"

...

...

Ming’an Street, Chen Mansion.

The side room was brightly lit, and He Yuzhi sat on the bed, holding Shen Zhixia with her left hand and Ling Ningzhi with her right. She spoke with a beaming smile, "I’ve been thinking about you two every day recently, especially Zhixia. It’s been so long since we last met, I’ve missed you dearly. Why not just stay in the Capital City this time?"

Shen Zhixia bit her lip and softly said, "I miss Auntie too."

After Huo Wuya returned from Qing Province, she left the sect and returned to the Capital City.

Ostensibly, it was to assist the court with new research, but in reality, it was to allow her to focus on her relationship with Chen Mo.

After all, Chen Mo had inherited the legacy of the Martial Saint Mountain’s founder. Staying by his side wouldn’t hinder her cultivation and would help forge closer ties between them. Why not?

"By the way, why hasn’t my brother returned yet?" Shen Zhixia blinked and asked.

She had arrived in the Capital City early that morning, first visiting her parents at the Shen Family, and then coming to the Chen Mansion by midday. She hadn’t seen any sign of Chen Mo since.

Ling Ningzhi was also puzzled and said, "Mr. Chen and I returned together, and we were supposed to meet at the Chen Mansion today."

He Yuzhi’s expression became slightly unnatural. She didn’t need to guess to know that Chen Mo was likely in the palace, either accompanying the Empress or with Consort Yu...

"Ahem." He Yuzhi cleared her throat and said, "He’s probably gone to the palace to report on official business. After all, there have been so many happenings on the trip south... At the latest, he’ll be back by tomorrow morning. You two can stay at the mansion tonight, and we’ll chat intimately."

Ling Ningzhi and Shen Zhixia exchanged a glance and didn’t refuse.

"Then we’ll intrude."

"We’ll listen to Auntie."

He Yuzhi’s eyes scrutinized Shen Zhixia. After observing for a moment, she said with an implication, "Zhixia, you must have met up with Chen Mo when he went to Qing Province, right?"

"Yes." Shen Zhixia nodded and said, "My brother ascended the mountain gate, and many events transpired..."

Upon hearing about Chen Mo violently beating Zi Wenzhong, draining the Sword Qi from the Sword Washing Pool, acquiring the Holy Sect’s founder’s legacy, smashing Qiyun Peak with a punch, and even becoming an Honored Guest Elder of both Martial Saint Mountain and Tianshu Pavilion...

He Yuzhi’s head buzzed, struggling to digest it all for a long while.

"How does this kid manage to cause such a stir wherever he goes?!"

After a long pause, she regained her composure and candidly asked, "So, have the two of you... been together already?"

Shen Zhixia’s cheeks flushed, knowing she couldn’t hide such matters from He Yuzhi’s sharp eyes, she mumbled, "It was my decision. You can’t blame my brother. I know he’s set to participate in the Princess’s suitor selection. Marriage seems unlikely, so I gave myself to him. I’ll only have him as my man in this lifetime."

He Yuzhi glanced at Ling Ningzhi, "And you, Qingxuan..."

Ling Ningzhi lowered her head shyly, replying, "It’s the same for me."

"..."

He Yuzhi was left speechless.

For a moment, she couldn’t decide whether to scold Chen Mo for being fickle or to marval at his good fortune.

These two women were impeccable in looks, status, strength, and character, admired by countless righteous Fairies in the Jianghu. Yet, they were both utterly devoted to that scoundrel.

However, to have such excellent daughters-in-law, she was genuinely happy in her heart.

"As for the Princess, you don’t have to worry. The so-called selection of a Prince Consort is likely just for show." He Yuzhi said, naturally having her reasons. The Empress was not going to let Chen Mo marry the Princess.

Swoosh—

There seemed to be a sound of wind passing outside the door.

He Yuzhi, sensing something, let out a cold smile.

"Perfect timing for that brat to come back! Bullying Zhixia like that, let’s see how I deal with you!"

She rolled up her sleeves and stood, heading out of the bedroom.

Shen Zhixia and Ling Ningzhi, not knowing what to make of it, hurriedly followed her.

Arriving at the East Wing, He Yuzhi pushed open the door with a bang, bursting in angrily, "You rebel son, get out here... huh?"

Her words were cut short.

They saw Chen Mo sitting on the bed, holding a woman in a red dress, his hand pressing against her chest, with a purple glow emanating from his palm.

The air fell deadly silent as they stared at each other wide-eyed.

"Mom? Zhixia? Zhi’er?" Chen Mo said blankly, "Why are you here?"

"How dare you ask?!" He Yuzhi gritted her teeth, icy and cutting, "First, explain to me, where did you pick up this enchantress?"

Chen Mo shook his head and said, "She’s not an enchantress..."

"Dare to retort!"

"She’s Chu Yanli."

"..."