I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon

Chapter 787 - 294: It’s Empress Baby, Not Empress Sister-in-Law! Princess Seeking a Husband?! (Part 3)

The slender neck stretched straight, the crimson spread from the ear to the collarbone, and the rounded voluptuous curves showed slightly urgent undulations.

Lips parted after a long time.

The Empress’ cheeks seemed to have been applied with the finest rouge, her eyes misty, she weakly slapped him, "Always causing trouble, aren’t you afraid someone will see..."

Chen Mo’s lips curled into a smile, and he laughed lightly, "Doesn’t Your Highness understand my feelings? How could I agree to the Princess’ terms?"

"Hmph, as long as you understand."

The Empress nestled in his arms, and sighed softly, "But if Li’er finds out, it’s ultimately a hidden danger, it seems I must find time to talk to her."

Chen Mo shook his head secretly.

From the interactions with Chu Yanli during this period, he felt that this woman was rather stubborn, even if she hit a wall, she wouldn’t turn back.

Trying to persuade her to change her mind was practically impossible.

"But how can I bring myself to talk about this matter?"

The Empress pinched the soft flesh on Chen Mo’s waist angrily, "It’s all your fault! Making me lose face completely. Zhu’er hasn’t been resolved, and now there’s Li’er... How should I conduct myself?"

Looking at the Empress Baby’s worried expression, Chen Mo muttered quietly: "The more there’s to worry, the less it matters; anyway, whether it’s stir-fried or stewed, might as well take care of it all at once..."

"What did you say?!"

"Cough cough, nothing..."

...

...

Outside the Imperial City, the Observatory.

As the tallest building in the Capital City, it has a total of fifty-nine floors, with layered towers arranged charmingly, resembling a Heavenly Ladder piercing the sea of clouds, endless at a glance.

Yet in this heavily guarded forbidden place, there were faint sounds of clinking cups, as if someone was drinking and having fun.

Located on the platform on the fiftieth floor.

Two figures sat on the ground, with a low table between them holding a wine pot, two cups, and a few small dishes.

Ling Yishan still wore coarse linen clothes, his face lined and craggy, looking old and decrepit.

The elderly man opposite him had white hair and youthful features, a celestial demeanor, with a faint silver vertical line on his brow, he was Qi Chengze, the Director of the Astronomical Observatory.

"What a rare guest," Qi Chengze lifted the wine pot and filled the cup in front of Ling Yishan, jokingly said: "You, old fellow, stay in your small courtyard all day, unwilling to come out even if the sky were falling. Why are you interested in coming to me today?"

Ling Yishan raised his finger and tapped the table, saying: "Isn’t it just because I haven’t seen you in a while and miss my old friend?"

"Don’t give me that useless talk."

Qi Chengze rolled his eyes, said irritably: "Do I not know you? Normally, one can’t invite you to anything, suddenly visiting mustn’t be just to drink with me. Speak straightforwardly, don’t beat around the bush."

Ling Yishan drained the wine in his cup and put it down, saying: "Indeed, there’s something... Tomorrow is the Longevity Festival; will His Majesty make an appearance?"

Qi Chengze shook his head, saying: "His Majesty’s health deteriorates day by day, it’s said he can’t even leave his dragon bed. How can he attend the ritual ceremony? It should be handled by the Central Secretariat as in previous years."

Upon hearing this, he was puzzled, asking: "Did you come specifically to inquire about this matter?"

Ling Yishan hesitated slightly and said: "Some time ago, I cast a divination, and the hexagram was somewhat strange, as if someone had obscured the Heavenly Secret, hence the unease in my heart."

"Obscured the Heavenly Secret?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Chengze’s smile faded, his expression turned serious.

A brilliant light flashed past the silver line on his brow, his pupils gradually became mercury-colored, and he looked up at the clear azure sky, fierce gaze seemingly able to penetrate the void.

After a long while, he withdrew his sight, and his eyes returned to normal.

"Stars hidden and shining, atmospheric confusion, indeed unclear, but fate is unpredictable, an occasional mist obscuring vision is normal."

"Especially in today’s situation, where cause and effect are entangled, who can predict what will happen in the future?"

The art of divination is not omnipotent, nor is it prophecy.

It is merely selecting the path with the highest probability among countless trajectories.

The more variables present now, the more obscure the fate becomes; even for a Great Power of divination, calculating what will specifically occur is impossible.

Ling Yishan raised an eyebrow and asked: "Are you sure it’s not man-made?"

"Not certain," Qi Chengze stroked his beard, saying: "But in all of Jiu Zhou, very few possess such skills; could it possibly be the Daoist Venerable of the Tianshu Pavilion?"

"If it truly were her, I might not worry so much..."

"Cough cough!"

While speaking, Ling Yishan suddenly began a violent coughing fit.

His chest resembled a worn-out bellows, and there was a hint of red at his lips.

Seeing his gray and dismal complexion, Qi Chengze’s expression shifted slightly, and he asked solemnly: "Your condition has worsened again?"

After a moment, Ling Yishan calmed down, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said calmly: "The Eightfold Exorcism Array has just made a breakthrough; it cannot encounter any hiccup, expending some strength is necessary."

"Don’t you value your life?!"

Qi Chengze’s brows furrowed tightly, "Your lifespan already is nearly depleted, yet for the sake of looking at a hexagram, you forcibly used the Origin?"

"Precisely, since I can’t survive many more years, it’s better to expend my lifespan on the critical point." Ling Yishan dismissed it, "Having endured the torment of the Dao Lock all these years, I’ve long lived enough; there are only two matters I find concerning."

"One is my granddaughter, and the other is the Eightfold Exorcism Array."

"Currently, both matters are connected to one person..."

"Oh?" Qi Chengze’s eyes flickered, "So you’ve found a successor? Who’s so unlucky?"

"..."

Ling Yishan’s eye twitched slightly and said: "That is why I have come to you for an additional reason, tomorrow during the observance, I want you to help me..."

The voice gradually became muddled, as if shrouded in mist.

Qi Chengze pondered, saying: "You know, this is against the rules."

Ling Yishan said solemnly: "Qi, I have not asked anything of anyone in my life."

"Fine, fine, who am I to be soft-hearted." Qi Chengze waved his hand, saying: "But to clarify beforehand, regardless of whether it can be seen clearly, I will only glance..."

"That is sufficient."

Ling Yishan smiled brightly, raised his wine cup, "Let’s drink, let’s drink."

Qi Chengze snorted coldly, "Old bastard..."