I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon-Chapter 298 - 139: Empress Baby Kisses! Attack of the Little Thief! (6k)_3

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Chen Mo walked out of the Lin Residence.

Thinking of what just happened, he couldn’t help but feel a bit of a headache.

He indeed came to help treat Lin Jingzhu, he just didn’t expect to run into the Empress here... Judging by the Empress’s attitude earlier, she clearly misunderstood.

"The Busty Empress’s heart is even smaller than a needle’s eye, will she set me up behind my back?"

"It’s strange, why is she so against me being with Lin Jingzhu? Is it just to maintain the Imperial Family’s dignity?"

While Chen Mo was pondering, a figure suddenly appeared, blocking his way.

"Sun Senior Palace Lady?"

Chen Mo was slightly taken aback.

Sun Senior Palace Lady, dressed in blue, reached out and said, "Mr. Chen, Her Majesty the Empress requests your presence."

Following the direction of her finger, he saw a black soft palanquin parked in a nearby alley.

"Her Majesty seems to be in a bad mood, I’ve never seen Her Majesty like this before, you’d better be careful..." Sun Senior Palace Lady quietly reminded him.

"...Thank you, Senior Palace Lady, for the advice."

Chen Mo sighed.

He was just worried that the Empress might settle accounts later, but it seems she doesn’t want to wait even a moment.

The two walked to the side of the soft palanquin, and Sun Senior Palace Lady announced, "Your Majesty, Mr. Chen is here."

The Empress’s voice came from inside the palanquin, "Come in and talk."

Sun Senior Palace Lady reached out and opened the palanquin door, "Mr. Chen, please."

If it’s good, it’s not trouble; if it’s trouble, you can’t avoid it... Chen Mo gritted his teeth, lifted his leg, and stepped into the soft palanquin.

Unlike the luxurious and spacious royal palanquin, this soft palanquin was delicate and petite, with simple and unpretentious interior decorations. Bright yellow soft silk chairs lined the sides, and a small sandalwood table was placed in the middle, with nothing else inside.

The Empress was reclining on a chair, her skirt spread out like flowing clouds. Her oval face flushed red, adding a few touches of allure and softness to her exquisite features.

Her eyes, usually clear like mountain springs, were now covered with a hazy layer of mist due to intoxication, revealing traces of laziness and enchantment.

She never touched alcohol, yet drank too much at the Lin Residence. Initially, she felt nothing, but as soon as she stepped into the wind, the drunkenness surged immediately, making her feel as if she was floating on clouds, her consciousness somewhat unclear.

Chen Mo bowed and said, "Your Majesty summoned me, I wonder what orders you have?"

The Empress said coldly, "What does ’lao gong’ that Zhu’er mentioned mean?"

?

Chen Mo did not expect the Empress to ask about this, was taken aback for a moment, and then explained the reason behind it.

Upon hearing that ’lao gong’ referred to the "Labor Palace Acupoint", the Empress seemed to relax a bit, her expression slightly softening. She asked, "Do you remember the promise you made to me?"

Chen Mo nodded and said, "Of course, I remember. There’s nothing between me and Lin Catcher as Your Majesty imagines..."

"I am not talking about that." The Empress interrupted.

Chen Mo puzzledly asked, "Then what is Your Majesty referring to..."

Looking at his bewildered expression, the Empress bit her lip, her expression filled with grievance and a touch of annoyance.

Clearly, this little thief had taken liberties with her multiple times, leaving her in such a disheveled state while claiming she was the most wonderful woman in the world and declaring he would be with her at all costs...

He had tangled her heart into a mess, yet now he was playing dumb?

The Empress’s heart was full of grievances. Fueled by alcohol, she suddenly stood up, came in front of Chen Mo, grabbed his collar, and with the fierceness of a tigress, gritted her teeth and said:

"Chen Mo, do you believe I could kill you right now?!"

"I believe it."

Chen Mo nodded.

He chose to side with Consort Yu, a stance fated to be at odds with the Imperial Family. Sooner or later, conflicts would break out.

Given his actions before, drawing and quartering would not be an exaggeration... He truly couldn’t understand why the Empress tolerated him so much...

You believe?

But the problem is, I don’t even believe it myself...

The Empress’s eyes gathered moisture, and she turned her head, saying, "Get out, I don’t want to see you."

With that, she pushed Chen Mo away.

She was tipsy, her steps a bit unsteady. Chen Mo didn’t move an inch, but she, using too much force, lost control and leaned backward.

"Be careful, Your Majesty!"

Chen Mo reached out to hold the Empress’s slender waist, and the Empress instinctively clung to Chen Mo’s collar, and in that moment, their lips accidentally met.

?!

Both were stunned.

Time seemed to freeze at that instant, the air silent, with only their rapid heartbeats audible.

The Empress’s eyes widened, as if under an immobilization spell, her whole body stiffened, watery eyes filled with shock and panic.

"Mmm Mmm!"

The Empress wanted to say "little thief shut up", but as she opened her cherry lips, her lilac tongue was exposed.

Chen Mo’s mind went blank, yet his body was honest, instinctively continuing forward under muscle memory’s driving.

A warm and domineering aura took over, an electric current swiftly spreading throughout her body from the lips. The Empress’s body trembled, her hands resting on Chen Mo’s chest, wanting to push him away but failing to gather any strength.

Her breath became short and disordered, faint and indistinct moans seeped from her lips, resembling resistance yet also surrender.

In just three breaths, it felt like a century had passed.

Their lips separated, Chen Mo regained his senses, and upon realizing what happened, cold sweat instantly dripped down his back, the chill extending from his spine to the back of his head.

It’s over!

He had kissed the Eastern Palace Empress!

Although it was an accident, the issue was who would listen to his explanation? What if the Empress wanted to silence him?

Chen Mo suppressed his chaotic thoughts, helped the Empress stand upright.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?"

"Mmm..."

The Empress’s cheeks were burning, her legs weak, barely able to stand by leaning against the inner wall of the palanquin.

Chen Mo explained, "Your Majesty, it was an accident, I had no intention of offending..."