CHAPTER 581: CHAPTER 223: THE EMPRESS’S SCHEMING HAND! THE CURRENT CRIME OF THE EMPRESS!_3

The empress wasn’t angry, she looked at Chen Mo and said accusingly, "Mr. Chen, did you hear? Consort Yu says you are despicable."

Chen Mo: "..."

"I was talking about you!"

Yu Youhan’s expression turned even colder.

Seeing the tension escalating between the two, Chen Mo was anxious but didn’t dare to interrupt.

Finally, he was at a loss, so he quietly reached out and pinched the consort’s smooth curve.

?

Yu Youhan’s body trembled slightly, her eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at Chen Mo.

Though they were standing side by side, and the palace gown covered them, the empress did not notice... but this dog-like lackey’s boldness was too great!

Chen Mo maintained a natural expression, cleared his throat, and said, "Empress’ words are reasonable. As an external minister, it’s indeed inappropriate for me to stay in the palace, I’ll leave later..."

"No way!"

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by both of them in unison.

The empress took two steps forward, speaking solemnly, "You’ve caused such a big mess, Prince Yu Mansion surely won’t let it go easily. If they pull some stunts behind the scenes... it’s safer to stay in the palace."

Yu Youhan said decisively, "Stay in Frozen Sky Palace for a few days, until the matter settles."

The empress raised her eyebrows disapprovingly, "Consort Yu just said I was despicable, how come you’re knowingly offending now?"

Yu Youhan replied coldly, "I’ve always been a ’calamity to the nation, evil concubine’, I don’t care about reputation, unlike you, who boasts about being a model of virtue, but secretly engages in petty tricks..."

"I’m petty?"

"Hmph, do you think I don’t know what you’re up to? Speaking of petty tricks, who can compete with you?!"

The empress gritted her silver teeth, her delicate face filled with anger.

Seeing the two about to fight again, Chen Mo had no choice but to silently increase the pressure...

"Ugh~"

Consort Yu almost let out a muffled hum, a blush spread across her cheeks.

?

The empress looked puzzled.

What, had she enjoyed being scolded?

Chen Mo’s actions became even more audacious, his fingers even... Consort Yu couldn’t hold herself anymore, she grabbed his shoulder and disappeared as if she were an illusion.

Her cold voice echoed in the air:

"I’ll give you three days, if you can’t handle it properly, I’ll deal with it my way."

The empress sneered coldly, "It’s not your place to teach me how to do things!"

There was no response for a while, clearly, the two had left.

The empress’s expression sank slightly, she knew very well Yu Youhan wasn’t just talking.

This demoness could do anything!

"Chu Heng..."

The empress squinted her phoenix eyes, approached the imperial desk, and pulled the nearby bell.

Soon, a female officer entered, bowed, and asked, "What are your orders, Your Highness?"

The empress’s voice was low, "Summon Prime Minister Zhuang Jingming to the palace."

The female officer responded: "Yes."

...

...

Outside Yangxin Palace, Eunuch Jin happened to pass by and saw Senior Palace Lady Sun squatting at the corner of a wall, looking puzzled, "Sun Senior Palace Lady, what are you doing here?"

"Nothing." Sun Senior Palace Lady slowly stood up, saying, "The bricks and stones here are a bit loose, we need to get someone to fix it later."

"Matters like this should be handled by servants, there’s no need for you to bother." Eunuch Jin looked around, lowered his voice, and asked, "Regarding last night, how does Her Highness intend to handle it?"

"Of course, we’ll protect till the end, after all, Her Highness and Chen Mo..."

Sun Senior Palace Lady paused slightly, didn’t continue.

Eunuch Jin sighed in relief, muttered, "Good, as long as Her Highness is willing to intervene, plus the death exemption token, Chen Mo should be fine this time..."

All without noticing Senior Palace Lady Sun’s complicated gaze.

"Chen Mo is a minor issue..."

"Her Highness seems to have a major problem!"

...

...

Frozen Sky Palace.

Chen Mo opened his eyes again, and he was already in the bedroom.

Before he could gather his thoughts, he saw Yu Youhan breathing rapidly, her exquisite jade cheeks flushed.

At the same time, a red silk appeared out of nowhere, wrapping her tightly, suddenly losing her balance, she fell to the ground with a thud.

Thunk——

Her forehead knocked solidly on the floor tiles.

"..."

The air was quiet for a moment.

Chen Mo’s throat moved, "Consort, are you alright?"

"What do you think!"

Yu Youhan bit her lip, glaring at him angrily, "You dare to be reckless in front of the empress, determined to embarrass me?"

When Chen Mo was being mischievous earlier, she faintly felt her wrist burning.

If she had delayed leaving by a step, the consequences would have been unimaginable!

Chen Mo said quietly, "I had no such intention..."

"I think you did it on purpose! Aren’t you going to help me up first?" Yu Youhan said angrily.

"Yes."

Chen Mo then reacted, hurriedly moved forward, wrapped his arms around Yu Youhan, and gently placed her on the bed.

Looking at the red mark on her pale forehead, Chen Mo tenderly blew on it.

"Consort, does it still hurt?"

"Not really."

Feeling uneasy, Yu Youhan turned her head aside, inexplicably recalling the time when Chen Mo applied medicine to her... that was also the turning point where her heart truly changed.

"I should still apply some medicine for you." Chen Mo reached into the Sumeru Bag but didn’t find the ointment.

At this time, Yu Youhan said softly, "In the cabinet beside the bed, in the top drawer."

Chen Mo reached out and opened the drawer, seeing a white porcelain bottle inside, he picked it up and said, "Muscle Relaxing Oil from Herb Hall, this is the ointment I used last time? You’ve kept it all this time?"

"It wasn’t finished, I just put it there casually." Yu Youhan’s eyes wandered, her tone a bit unnatural.

Without thinking much, Chen Mo poured the oil into his palm, rubbed his hands hot, and gently applied it to the swollen area.

A warm sensation spread from the forehead, accompanied by a peculiar throbbing... Yu Youhan’s breath was orchid-like, her chest rising and falling unevenly, her legs rubbing uneasily, her phoenix eyes accumulated a blurry moisture.

"Feels so strange..."

"Consort."

Suddenly, Chen Mo’s actions halted.

"What’s the matter?"

Yu Youhan asked somewhat confused.

Chen Mo held the medicine bottle, looked at her with a serious face.

"The ointment is damp, should I continue applying?"

Yu Youhan: [・_・?]