I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon novel Chapter 651

Chapter 651: Chapter 248: The Out-of-Control Yu Youhan! Empress, You’re So Sweet!

The two walked in the opposite direction of Frozen Sky Palace.

Xu Qingyi kept quiet with a stern face throughout the journey, clearly sulking.

Chen Mo wanted to take out the token to ease the awkward atmosphere, but hesitated a bit and decided against it.

After what happened at the palace chambers last time, and the novel update he promised her hasn’t been done... stirring her up now would really be asking for trouble.

"Cough, cough, indeed, things have been a bit hectic lately... But Director Xu, rest assured, my integrity is sturdier than Bao Heng’s silver notes. I guarantee it won’t end in an incomplete eunuch-like ending," Chen Mo patted his chest, vowing confidently.

Xu Qingyi cast him a glance.

Although unsure about the connection between writing books and eunuchs, she roughly understood his meaning.

"I know you’re busy, but if you can’t fulfill something, then don’t promise it lightly," she muttered, biting her lip.

The higher the expectation, the greater the disappointment.

To her, aside from carrying out the Empress’s missions, most of her time was confining within this deep palace.

Reading was one of her few options to kill time for entertainment.

Ever since reading that "Silver Bottle Plum," other books, including the previously beloved "Deep Palace Resentment," no longer caught her interest. The wait for an update each day was as unbearable as a hundred claws scrabbling...

"You... can’t just churn out more? Always leaving people hanging," Xu Qingyi lamented in a wistful tone.

?

Chen Mo found her words a bit odd... He pondered and then said, "How about this, since I have time today, after presenting my report to the Empress, I’ll come over and write five more Chapters for you..."

"Really?!"

Xu Qingyi’s eyes lit up.

Her previous words about locking Chen Mo in the Quiet Room were merely out of pique.

After all, the Sky Scale Guard’s work is busy and can’t waste his time over trivial matters...

"Of course." Chen Mo stroked his chin, considering, "But speaking of it, I can’t write the book for nothing, right? Writing just for love isn’t a long-term plan."

Xu Qingyi waved generously, "Whatever you need just say; do you want Silver or a magical treasure?"

Chen Mo laughed, shaking his head, "Do you think I’m lacking in those things? I’ll think it over, but certainly something within Director Xu’s capability."

Xu Qingyi furrowed her brows slightly.

For some reason, she felt inexplicably uneasy.

It seemed like she was digging a hole for herself...

"Oh, the Crown Prince’s idea to marry us was discovered by the Empress," Xu Qingyi suddenly voiced as they walked along the palace path.

"Hmm?"

Chen Mo was momentarily stunned.

Then he realized, no wonder the Empress unexpectedly visited last time and deliberately brought pounds of tea leaves, turns out she was jealous again...

"So, what did you say to the Empress?"

"I said that was just the Crown Prince’s joke, nothing to take seriously."

"Alright."

Chen Mo nodded slightly, without saying much.

The entire area includes the main hall, inner hall, and east-west auxiliary halls, covering nearly five acres, not including the outer gardens and pavilions.

The east auxiliary hall is meant for close maidservants to temporarily stay, equipped with a dining room, storage room, and dressing pavilion, while the west auxiliary hall is where the Imperial Consort typically cultivates and trains. Except for Xu Qingyi, no one else is allowed to enter.

Chen Mo arrived at the Quiet Room door of the west auxiliary hall and knocked on the door.

Knock knock knock—

"Consort, are you inside?"

After a while, no one responded.

He tentatively pushed open the door.

The room inside was neat and simple, lacking any furniture or decoration.

A mat was placed by the wall, and a figure clothed in purple sat cross-legged.

Yu Youhan at the moment had her eyes closed, the five hearts towards heaven, wearing an elongated dress trailing on the floor, akin to a solitary blooming mandala flower.

"Indeed, cultivating."

Chen Mo dared not disturb her and silently stood aside.

Gazing at the serene, perfect face, he momentarily lost himself in thought.

The beauties around him were all earthly exceptional, with no less than three among the top ten on the Rouge List.

But only the Imperial Consort, even after all this time, every meeting still left him feeling amazed.

Blush flowing like clouds, icy skin gleaming, with a slanting nine-phoenix hairpin in cloud-like bun, the eye’s end marked with a touch of vermilion like red plum on snow, adding three parts of chilling beauty.