I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon

Chapter 634 - 242: This pancake is poisoned! Zhixia breaks down! (Thanks to the alliance leader "A Boiled Eggz"!)

Half an hour ago.

Watching the backs of Chen Mo and Qin Shu as they left, Li Yuan frowned slightly.

What respectable woman would dress so flamboyantly to deliver pastries to a stranger and even feed him personally?

Anyone with eyes could see something was off. This Madam Yan was clearly without scruples to save her son.

"Mr. Chen is sharp-eyed and surely won’t take the bait easily."

"The reason he took her to the Imperial Prison should be to extract more useful information..."

Li Yuan quietly reassured herself.

However, after waiting for nearly a quarter of an hour, the two still hadn’t returned, and she couldn’t help but feel a bit uneasy.

Although, given her understanding of Chen Mo, he might not fancy Qin Shu, but what if he wanted a change in taste?

After all, Qin Shu’s appearance and demeanor were above average, and as Yan Peizhi’s legitimate wife, the added effect of her special status would certainly bring a sense of revenge and the thrill of breaking taboos...

Pa, pa—

Li Yuan clapped her cheeks lightly, telling herself to stop overthinking.

"Mr. Chen is not that kind of person..."

"Brother isn’t what kind of person?"

At that moment, a crisp voice sounded.

Li Yuan turned her head to see Shen Zhixia standing at the door with her hands behind her back, her black hair styled in a smooth bun, and her goose-yellow long skirt fluttering in the wind, revealing a section of her fair, crystalline calf. She exuded a youthful, sweet aura.

"Miss Shen, why are you here?" Li Yuan was momentarily stunned.

"I had nothing to do today, so I thought I’d come see Brother Chen Mo," Shen Zhixia said, tilting her head. "Just now, it sounded like Households Commander Li was talking to herself. What’s going on with brother?"

"Ahem, nothing," Li Yuan looked a bit uneasy and said, "Mr. Chen went to the Imperial Prison and it will be a while before he’s back."

"Oh, alright then." Shen Zhixia nodded and didn’t ask further.

"May I wait here for a while?"

"Of course you may, please have a seat, Miss Shen."

"Thank you."

Shen Zhixia gathered her skirt and sat on the chair, looking very dignified and serene.

Li Yuan brewed her a cup of tea and said with a smile, "We haven’t seen each other in a while. If I’m not mistaken, the last time was when the new examination just opened, and you came with Daoist Qingxuan."

"That’s correct." Shen Zhixia nodded as she picked up a teacup, "I’m embarrassed to say, it almost delayed your and brother’s work."

"You’re too kind, Miss Shen." Faced with the fiancée of Chen Mo, Li Yuan always felt a bit nervous. Was this the bloodline pressure of the Chen Family’s wife?

Inside the hall, the atmosphere was quiet.

Shen Zhixia took small sips of tea, leaving a light lip print on the edge of the white porcelain cup.

In fact, she had a reason for coming over this time.

Ever since Chen Mo returned, she felt the atmosphere at the Chen Mansion had become peculiar, especially He Yuzhi, who sighed all day long and looked at her with a hint of sympathy and guilt.

And Daoist Qingxuan always seemed preoccupied, yet whenever she asked, he’d be evasive and unwilling to clarify.

This left Shen Zhixia feeling a bit uneasy.

So she decided to take advantage of Chen Mo being on duty to come over and get to the bottom of it.

Gurgle~

At this moment, a soft sound broke the quiet atmosphere.

?

Li Yuan looked at Shen Zhixia with some confusion.

Shen Zhixia’s face flushed slightly as she placed a hand over her belly.

Oh no, she had hurried out and forgotten to bring something to eat...

"Miss Shen, are you feeling hungry?" Li Yuan realized, a smile tugging at her lips as she brought over a food box with Eight Treasures Cake on the table. "There’s some food here, have a little to tide you over."

"Th-thank you, but no need."

Shen Zhixia still wanted to maintain some dignity as the wife, but the enticing aroma only intensified her hunger, and her stomach growled again.

In the end, she blushed and picked up a piece of cake, taking a small bite.

"Mmm~"

Shen Zhixia’s eyes lit up, and she praised, "Where did you buy this cake from? It’s quite good! The sweetness is just right, and it’s baked perfectly, plus it has a hint of herbal fragrance..."

Li Yuan shook her head and said, "It was given to Mr. Chen by Madam Yan, who said she made it herself."

"Madam Yan?" Shen Zhixia blinked and said with cake still in her mouth, "The Yan from the Ministry of Criminal Justice? Why would she give Brother Chen Mo something to eat?"

Li Yuan spread her hands and explained, "A few days ago, Mr. Chen arrested the Yan Family’s son. She’s probably trying to curry favor, asking him to show leniency."

Shen Zhixia asked in confusion, "But even if the Yan Family wanted to bribe, they should be sending silver, right? Who sends Eight Treasures Cake? Could there be silver notes hidden inside?"

Yet after breaking several pieces open, there was nothing inside.

Li Yuan bit her lip, remaining silent.

Having enforced the law with the Sky Scale Guard for years, she had seen this kind of situation many times. Her eyes were particularly sharp... Madam Yan’s intent was not in the cake. It appeared she sent pastries, but she was actually sending herself...

And Chen Mo had not returned for so long, most likely because he already...

With this thought, she felt increasingly melancholic and picked up another piece of Eight Treasures Cake, biting it vigorously.

To be fair, it really was quite delicious...

Both of them were martial artists with good appetites, and they quickly devoured most of the entire plate of pastries.

Yet for some reason, the more they ate, the more intoxicated they felt, their faces flushed as if drunk.

Under the influence of the "Eight Treasures Cake," Shen Zhixia felt a bit dizzy, and without thinking, she leaned in close to Li Yuan’s ear and asked, "Households Commander Li, do you and brother often smooch at the office?"

Li Yuan asked with puzzlement, "What does ’smooch’ mean?"

"It means kissing!"

"...No, we haven’t."

"Really?"

Shen Zhixia eyed her, "I’m telling you, I’m very smart, you can’t fool me."