CHAPTER 451: CHAPTER 184 EMPRESS: SOMEONE ALWAYS WANTS TO STEAL MY MAN!

"..."

The atmosphere in the bedroom fell silent.

Ye Henshui was wearing a white one-piece undergarment, the chest area was propped up high, and the back had a large hollow area, revealing smooth, snow-white skin. Her long legs were wrapped in white stockings, leaving faint indentations at the edges.

Under the reflection of the candlelight, it was like a piece of sheep fat jade, so white it seemed to glow.

Looking at the few girls in front of her, her expression changed from confusion to panic, unconsciously took a step back, and stammered: "Saintess, y-you didn’t say there’d be so many people... Could it be that we’re all practicing together? This, how can this be?!"

Chen Mo: ?

Shen Zhixia and Ling Ningzhi’s faces tightened, and they silently twisted his waist a few times.

Gu Manzhi’s eyelids twitched slightly, she cleared her throat and said: "This is my junior sister, she bought a new piece of clothing to try on, don’t misunderstand... Ahem, junior sister, these two are Miss Shen and Daoist Qingxuan, this should be your first meeting..."

Miss Shen?

Daoist Qingxuan?

Ye Henshui realized the prominent figures were here, her face instantly turned bright red.

"Well, you all chat slowly, I have something else to do, I’ll take my leave first..."

After saying this, she picked up a gray robe and put it on, her figure turning into a shadow as she fled out the window.

Gu Manzhi forced a smile and said: "My junior sister is timid by nature and is afraid of interacting with strangers, I hope you don’t mind her breaches of etiquette."

"Is that so? But she seems to be quite familiar with Brother Chen Mo." Shen Zhixia narrowed her eyes and said lightly: "And what did she mean by practicing together?"

"This..."

Gu Manzhi’s throat moved.

Even though Shen Zhixia’s tone was calm and devoid of any emotion, she still felt an immense pressure and didn’t know how to explain for a moment.

Luckily, Shen Zhixia did not make things too difficult for her, saying: "I came uninvited this time; I hope Miss Gu won’t mind."

"Of course not." Gu Manzhi hurriedly stepped aside and said: "Miss Shen, please enter."

"No need to go in, please arrange another room for us."

Looking at that breathtaking beauty, Shen Zhixia said without a ripple in her expression: "Brother Chen Mo is often busy with work and needs relaxation, so thank you, Miss Gu, for looking after my brother. If there is time in the future, you can visit the Chen Mansion more often."

These words appeared courteous, yet the disparity in their statuses was apparent.

One spoke with the tone of a hostess, while the other sounded like a concubine kept in a hidden abode.

Gu Manzhi naturally heard the underlying meaning, bowed her head slightly, and said: "Miss Shen, you’re too kind; I will certainly pay a visit someday..."

Chen Mo, looking at her pitiful appearance, felt both amused and pained.

This was indeed the first time he’d seen Saintess Gu face such a predicament.

Indeed, under the pressure of a wife, even a seductive demoness must tuck her tail and behave...

...

Gu Manzhi quickly had a room arranged for them.

Since there were too many guests tonight, most of the rooms were occupied, so the three of them had to squeeze into one room temporarily.

Shen Zhixia entered the room, closed the door, and the earlier presence instantly dissipated. Her cheeks puffed out as she questioned: "Brother, tell me the truth, what exactly have you done with that Miss Gu?"

Chen Mo candidly replied: "Actually, nothing much, we just occasionally cooperate to practice together."

Shen Zhixia frowned and said: "If I’m not mistaken, she’s a cultivator, right? What kind of cooperation can she have with a martial artist like you?"

Chen Mo shook his head and said: "Although I am a martial artist, I had some encounters; my body contains Dao Power, which is greatly beneficial to cultivators... Ahem, if you don’t believe me, you can ask Daoist Qingxuan; I’ve practiced with her, too."

? !

Ling Ningzhi, suddenly named, stiffened her expression.

Facing Shen Zhixia’s suspicious gaze, she could only brace herself and say: "Indeed... I have practiced with Mr. Chen; that Mysterious Daoist Rhythm was tremendously helpful to me."

Shen Zhixia’s expression finally softened a bit.

She hugged Chen Mo’s waist, laying her cheek against his chest, and softly said: "Brother canceled the engagement back then, was it because of Miss Gu?"

"Back then it was..."

Chen Mo was just about to explain but was gently interrupted by her, "It’s okay, I’m already aware of Brother’s feelings, I won’t mind if Brother has other women... But I can’t help feeling a bit jealous in my heart, my tone wasn’t good just now, Brother don’t blame me, okay?"

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, then sighed softly.

Lightly stroking her smooth hair, he said: "It’s clearly I who have wronged you; how could I blame you?"

"Brother..."

Watching the two quietly embracing, Ling Ningzhi lightly bit her lip, feeling a little out of place, and she wanted to leave first.

However, she was stopped by Shen Zhixia.

"Daoist, since you’re here, why not practice with Brother? I’m quite curious."

"N-now?" Ling Ningzhi’s face turned a bit red, "Isn’t that a bit inconvenient?"

Shen Zhixia was puzzled: "What’s inconvenient about it?"

"..."

Ling Ningzhi resentfully glared at Chen Mo.

It’s all this big villain’s fault, let’s see how you clean this up!

Chen Mo’s mouth twitched a little, and he said, "Practicing is not something to be taken lightly. I drank a lot today; my mind isn’t very clear. If something goes wrong, it would be terrible."

Shen Zhixia nodded as she heard this, "That sounds reasonable."

"But we can..."

Chen Mo leaned in to Shen Zhixia’s ear and whispered something.

Shen Zhixia’s face immediately blushed, she pinched him in embarrassment.

"I knew Brother had no good intentions!"

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Night was as dark as ink, the moon high in the sky.

Mu Yueyao departed from The Cloudwater Hall, walking into the alleyway, with the nearby buildings alive with the sound of strings and pipes, laughing, and revelry, revealing the height of decadence and luxury.