I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon

Chapter 790 - 295: Chen Mo’s Sleep-Soothing Service! The Empress Is Missing?

He picked Li Yuan up and sat down by the bed.

"Why not come to my place in the future? Anyway, we have plenty of rooms, and it could be more lively with more people," Chen Mo said softly, holding her slender waist.

"Your place?"

Li Yuan waved her hand repeatedly, "That’s not appropriate. Even if you don’t mind, how would your parents see me?"

"What are you worried about? It’s not like they don’t know about our relationship," Chen Mo said with a bit of amusement.

Li Yuan recalled that day in front of the Sky Scale Guard gates when Chen Mo, in front of Chen Zhuo, declared her as his future wife... Her fair and pretty face blushed with a tinge of red as she bit her lip, shyly saying, "There’s no need. I’m already very content with Mr. Chen having such thoughts..."

Knowing her temperament, Chen Mo didn’t insist.

The two embraced quietly for a long time before Li Yuan spoke, "By the way, what does the Princess mean by all this? I heard she wants you to be her concubine?"

Chen Mo said helplessly, "Now she’s changed her mind, wanting to skip that step and make me the Prince Consort directly."

"Prince Consort?!"

Li Yuan was momentarily stunned.

As the child of a military household, she naturally knew of the Princess’s status in the military and had even once regarded her as a role model to learn from... And now, this female general, who had quelled the Southern Barbarians’ chaos, actually wants to get married?

The key point is...

She’s marrying her man?!

"Did you agree?" Li Yuan asked nervously.

Chen Mo squeezed her cheeks, "How is that possible? Do I look like someone who would do anything for a higher position? But knowing Chu Yanli, she probably won’t give up easily and might pull some stunts..."

Li Yuan fell silent at these words.

Chen Mo wasn’t keen on power, but he was defenseless against beauty.

The Princess, besides being of noble birth, was exceptionally beautiful. If she truly lowered herself to "seduce" him, attacking his weakness, it might only be a matter of time before he succumbed...

"By the way, what kind of people are around Mr. Chen?"

"Even if the Princess comes, she’d have to wait in line."

"Anyway, whoever agrees to me being with Mr. Chen, I’ll support her to be his wife."

As Li Yuan pinched her chin, mulling it over, her body suddenly shivered, she gasped, eyes wide open.

"Mr. Chen?"

Chen Mo said with a mischievous smile, "We still have some time, instead of idling, why not fill a few more notches on the scabbard’s counter."

"W-wait a minute, don’t use your hand..." Li Yuan’s delicate lips parted, biting his shoulder, muttering indistinctly, as the whispers echoed in the quiet bedroom.

...

...

Three quarters after the hour.

The night was heavy, and the personnel from the Water and Fire Departments were already gathered.

Chen Mo stood in front of the government office, hands behind his back, eyeing everyone.

At this time, Li Yuan’s face still carried a fading blush, her eyes filled with some annoyance.

But unlike usual, this time Chen Mo was quite measured, seemingly deliberately helping her practice. Now, not only did she not feel fatigued, but with the help of the Dong Xuanzi Yin Yang Thirty-Six Skills, she was surprisingly in good form.

"As per the earlier allocation, the Fire Department will handle the south and west sides of the Imperial City. The other two directions will be managed by the Water Bureau."

"Form groups of three, patrol within designated areas, and if anything unusual is detected, immediately signal the alarm."

"Everyone stay alert, and don’t let any mistakes happen!"

Chen Mo’s clear voice echoed through the night.

"Yes!"

Everyone responded in unison.

Chen Mo waved his hand, "Move out!"

"Hyah!"

Everyone mounted their horses and galloped toward the Imperial Palace.

Observatory.

The fiftieth floor.

Qi Chengze stood with his hands behind his back, his sky-blue robe flapping in the night breeze.

Standing at the highest point in the Capital City, the entire city seemed like a miniature sand table from here. His gaze pierced through the rolling clouds, locking onto a distant figure galloping on horseback.

"It’s him?"

"Besides having good root bone, there’s nothing particularly special about him, is there?"

"I really don’t understand what’s gotten into Ling Yishan to insist I calculate his life fate..."

Qi Chengze muttered to himself.

On Heavenly Gift Day, at the exact time of Yin, the Monarch would go to the Circular Hill Altar in the southern suburb to perform the sacrificial ceremony.

As per tradition, before leaving the palace, the Astronomical Observatory should first activate the "Heavenly Observation Mirror" to observe the stars, assess omens, and divine fortune.

The Heavenly Observation Mirror possessed supreme power, capable of temporarily dispelling the chaotic fog that obscured a fate, allowing the heavenly secret to be revealed.

Such a significant item must not be moved recklessly. Usually, it is sealed in the Observatory, "charged" by the All Heaven Star Formation, only to be activated during grand ceremonies or in times of national upheaval.

And Ling Yishan’s request was straightforward.

When he used the Heavenly Observation Mirror to discern the heavenly secret, he also wanted to take a look at Chen Mo’s fate.

This wasn’t a difficult task, nor could anyone notice it, so Qi Chengze agreed.

Plus, he was a little curious...

What was so special about this Chen Mo that made Ling Yishan value him so highly?

...

...

Once Chen Mo arranged his men, he and Li Yuan arrived at the southern gate of the Imperial City, dismounted, and waited quietly.

An hour later.

Dong—

The bell tolled.

The vermillion gates slowly opened.

With neatly synchronized footsteps, hundreds of Imperial Army soldiers clad in gold armor emerged from the palace, carrying golden maces to clear the way.

Behind them, black flags fluttered, embroidered with a five-clawed golden dragon, and a luxurious chariot drawn by nine alien dragon steeds rumbled along, followed by several tens of charioteers in front, with a small figure seated beneath a grand canopy at the rear.

The Crown Prince wore an imperial robe with black on top, red below, embroidered with a four-clawed dragon pattern, his waist girded with a jade belt, and wore a Nine-tassel Crown, his small face taut without a hint of emotion.

On both sides of the chariot, two figures rode alongside on horseback with loosened reins.

A burly stature raised the red official robe high, with grizzled whiskers resembling silver needles—none other than Lv Huaiyu, the Secretary, and Crown Prince’s Master.

The other woman had a tall, slender figure, wearing burnished gold armor etched with flowing flames, her waist wrapped in hundred-pleated phoenix tails, with nine plumes on her shoulders and a scarlet cape draped over her.

From afar, she looked like a scorching sun, extraordinarily dazzling in the night.

"Why is that woman here too?!"

Seeing the procession approach, Chen Mo stepped back a few paces, lowering his head, silently praying not to be noticed.

Unfortunately, the very thing he feared happened; the procession stopped right in front of them, and Chu Yanli glanced at him, a clear smile playing at her lips.

"Chen Mo, we meet again so soon."

"Did you miss me after our parting at Changning Pavilion yesterday?"

Her voice rang clear in the silent night sky.

Chen Mo: "..."