I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon

Chapter 670 - 254: Madam’s Fantasy! Chen Mo, stop pretending, you definitely like me!_2

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Inside the bedroom.

Qin Shu leaned lazily on a reclining chair, flipping through a stack of manuscripts in her hand.

As she looked at the characters on the rice paper, her legs unconsciously rubbed together, her pearly teeth biting her lips, and a faint blush emerged on her fair cheeks.

"This book..."

"Could it really be him who wrote it?"

At the last tea party, she overheard a conversation between He Yuzhi and Lady Jin Yun. Though it was only a few words, she still guessed something—

The person called "Whip Hero" was clearly closely connected to the Chen Family.

Reflecting on the previous rumors from the street, combining the masculine, tall figure and veiled appearance... various traits, a bold hypothesis appeared in her mind.

Could this Young Master Whip actually be Chen Mo!

This idea emerged and became unstoppable.

After the tea party ended, she immediately sent someone to investigate information related to "Whip Hero," hoping to find some clues.

However, before confirming this person’s identity, there was an unexpected discovery... Recently, someone has been submitting works to several bookstores in the city under the pseudonym "Whip Hero."

The work is titled "Silver Bottle Plum," a popular story depicting world affairs.

It is said that every bookshop owner who read it was astonished, and immediately decided to publish it.

However, due to its limited content, only the first ten Chapters are currently available, so it’s only being published in installments, with profits split according to sales.

It takes some time to print the books, and they have not officially gone on sale yet, but Qin Shu managed to get a hand-copied version.

"The Price Stabilization Bureau has explicit regulations against counterfeits and pirating related to ’Whip Hero’, underwear is one, and books are too."

"Then this book is very likely to be written by him personally."

Looking at the detailed descriptions of the interactions between Yinlian and Lord Ximen in the book, Qin Shu’s face became even more flushed.

For example, in the fourth Chapter:

[Intertwined mandarin ducks frolic in the water, paired phoenixes interweave among flowers. Joyful branches grow together, sweet unity forms common bonds. One tightly presses rosy lips, another leans diagonally with powdered cheeks. Silk stockings lifted high, revealing two crescent moons on the shoulders; gold hairpins falling sideways, piling a cloud on the pillow edge...]

This inevitably made her think of herself.

In the book, Dalang has a brother, Yan Peizhi also has a brother, Yinlian drugged Dalang, and she also handed over evidence of Yan Peizhi’s crimes.

Moreover, the portrayal of Yinlian’s image includes both unsatisfied emotional needs and the struggle between desire and reason... to some extent, it reflects her psychological activities.

Everything fits.

This Miss Pan might really be based on her as a prototype...

Then who is Chen Mo?

Lord Ximen?

"Despising secondhand goods verbally, but secretly playing with someone else’s wife in his books?"

"This guy is really a hypocrite!"

Qin Shu’s eyes glistened as she muttered softly.

For some reason, her heart was beating "thump, thump," incessantly.

According to the book’s description, Miss Pan was exceedingly beautiful, and even Lord Ximen, an experienced old hand in romance, upon seeing her for the first time was "instantly melted by half..."

"So, in his eyes, I am still quite charming~"

Qin Shu turned her head and looked toward the nearby vanity mirror.

The mirror reflected her delicate face, red lips and white teeth, alluring eyes like silk, eyes filled with hazy mist.

Crunch—

Suddenly, the door to the room was pushed open.

Qin Shu instinctively hid the manuscript under her, and raised her eyes to see her maid walking in hastily.

"Why didn’t you knock before coming in?" Qin Shu frowned and said, "Do you not understand any manners?"

"Forgive me, madam." The maid closed the door tightly and whispered, "The Sky Scale Guard has sent people again, right now they have surrounded the Yan Residence completely!"

Qin Shu was not surprised by this.

When she handed over the evidence to Chen Mo, she had already predicted that this day would come.

"Has he come?" Qin Shu asked.

"Who?" The maid asked in confusion.

"Who else, of course, Chen Mo."

"Oh, he’s here, he’s leading them, now he’s sitting in the yard basking in the sun... oh, madam?"

Before the maid finished speaking, Qin Shu had already stood up.

She went to the mirror, carefully tidied her dress and touched up her lipstick, then turned and stepped out of the room.

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The specifications of the Yan Residence were similar to the Chen Mansion.

Three entrances and three exits, past the blue brick shadow wall and front courtyard well, through the three-room Chuihua Gate, arriving at the main courtyard.

The ground paved with square bricks, clean as a whistle, nearby was a rockery made of Taihu stones, with trickling water meandering through, finally converging in a clear pool below.

At this moment, the spacious courtyard appeared slightly crowded.

A group dressed in black robes seemed like overcast clouds, enclosing the hall tightly, the atmosphere cold and murderous.

And the guards in the residence having learned from previous lessons, could only stand far away, not daring to step forward to block.

Chen Mo sat boldly in the stone chair in the courtyard, his fingers rhythmically tapping on the table.

"After all this time, no one has come out; truly, no sense of hospitality..." Chen Mo said lazily, "Commander Li, remind Lord Yan that we have arrived."

"Yes."

Li Yuan’s Stray Blade suddenly unsheathed, fiery blade light surged like wave after wave!

The ground paved with blue bricks was torn by the blade light, plowing a deep trench that rapidly extended towards the hall!

Boom!

A cloud of dust rose, shaking the entire hall as if an earthquake had struck!

Yan Peizhi just reached the door, a blade light grazed past his body, slicing the "Shide Hall" plaque hanging on the back wall into two halves!

The plaque fell down, almost hitting Feng Jinyu on the head, startling him into a sweat.

Yan Peizhi clenched his jaw, his face turning increasingly grim.