CHAPTER 589: CHAPTER 226: MR. CHEN’S LITERARY ATTAINMENTS! SLEEPING WITH DIRECTOR XU! _2

"But this time, I really didn’t think it through."

"Once you choose to strike, it should be a one-hit kill, otherwise the consequences will be endless..."

"..."

Chen Zhuo’s temples throbbed.

This mother and son have one temper more fiery than the other, they simply don’t understand what it means to prioritize the big picture.

"Do you really think Prince Yu is that easy to deal with?"

"Back then, he almost ascended to the throne!"

"Even though he failed in the end, he still managed to stay securely in the Capital City, which says a lot... A dead camel is still bigger than a horse, if the Six Ministries and Cabinet join forces, then it would really be troublesome..."

Looking at Chen Zhuo’s worried expression, He Yuzhi didn’t seem concerned, "Relax, Mo’er has people looking out for him; the Empress and the Empress certainly won’t sit idly by."

No need to mention the Empress, she’s always valued Chen Mo greatly.

Since the Empress has already sent Lady Jin Yun to propose marriage, would she really sit back and let her nephew-in-law be dismissed from office?

Chen Zhuo was not optimistic about this and sighed.

"Though the Empress is overseeing from behind the curtain and presiding over the Eastern Royal Palace, after all, this world still bears the surname Chu..."

Knock, knock, knock—

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Chen Zhuo said.

Chen Fu pushed open the door and walked in, "Sir, someone from the palace came just now, delivering something."

"What is it?" Chen Zhuo frowned slightly.

Chen Fu stepped forward and presented a wooden box, "That female officer said you’d know once you see it."

Chen Zhuo reached out to take it, and as soon as he touched it, a beam of light flashed across the box, as if some restriction was lifted.

He opened the lid and saw it was filled with various documents and letters.

Picking one out at random, he unfolded it and was instantly stunned.

"This is..."

...

...

Royal Palace, armpit courtyard Palace Chambers.

In the depths of the courtyard, the sound of reading echoed through the rooms.

"Mr. Chen’s eyes filled with tender affection as he looked at Xu You, his fingertips gliding over her fair and delicate skin..."

"Miss You’s cheeks flushed with a captivating red, her vermilion lips parted slightly, and she breathed like a fragrant orchid, ’Lord, I want...’"

Chen Mo leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and perused the book in his hand, reading aloud, "Miss You lay back facing upward, her knees bent and raised to her chest, Mr. Chen knelt between her legs..."

"Stop, stop reading!"

Xu Qingyi’s face was so flushed it seemed like it could drip blood.

She stepped forward quickly, wanting to snatch the book away, but Chen Mo raised his right hand, making her grab at air, and she ended up straight into Chen Mo’s arms.

Chen Mo took advantage of the situation, wrapped his arm around her slender waist, and raised his eyebrows, "What does Miss Xu mean by this? Do you actually want to practice it?"

"What nonsense are you talking!"

Xu Qingyi was both shy and annoyed, unable to break free for a moment, she directly bit his shoulder.

"Again?"

"Are you a puppy?"

Xu Qingyi’s little strength was like a tickle to Chen Mo, instead, it stirred a bit of fire in his heart.

"Mmm!"

Xu Qingyi bit harder, refusing to let go.

Slap—

Chen Mo raised his hand and slapped.

Through the thin dress, he could clearly feel the moist wobble, elastic like jelly...

"Hmm~"

Xu Qingyi let out a muffled sound, as if suddenly drained of her strength, she lay limply on his shoulder.

Her vermilion lips exhaled orchid-like breaths, brushing his neck, making Chen Mo inexplicably think of the scenes in the book...

"You keep bullying me, I’m going to tell the Empress..." Xu Qingyi bit her lip, her cheeks radiant.

Empress?

She herself sprayed perfume, can she still care about you?

Chen Mo shook his head and said, "It was Director Xu herself who lunged into my arms, I was merely defending myself."

Xu Qingyi said angrily, "If you hadn’t insisted on taking my book?"

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows, "Now you admit the book is yours?"

Xu Qingyi: "..."

Chen Mo flipped through the book "Deep Courtyard Resentment", shook his head, and said, "But speaking of which, the quality of this book is really average, the plot and setting are clichéd, the writing is mediocre, it’s just the various positions are quite abundant... Good as a smut read, but really not nutritious."

Upon hearing this, Xu Qingyi was somewhat indignant, "This is a Ten Thousand Books Building production, it took the Capital City by storm for a time, there are countless people in the palace secretly reading it!"

Thinking of the Empress and Empress secretly reading smut, Chen Mo shook his head and said, "It seems you all haven’t seen much of the world, time to give you a classic to be truly shocked by."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and patted his hip. "Go, get me paper and a pen."

Xu Qingyi rolled her eyes at him playfully, but still stood up as instructed, spread the rice paper on the table, and began grinding the ink beside him.

Chen Mo sat in front of the table, picked up the brush, and started writing:

Mo’er’s academic performance is not very satisfactory...

Cough, cough, made a mistake.

He replaced it with a new sheet, pondered for a moment, and then wrote down three large characters: Silver Bottle Plum.

At first, Xu Qingyi watched with an amused expression. After all, what could a martial artist like Chen Mo possibly write? Especially in a script that required such a high level of literary skill...

However, very soon, her gaze was transfixed, and the hand grinding the ink froze in place.

"A beauty in her twenties is as soft as dough, wields a sword at her waist to strike down a fool. Although no heads fall to the ground, secretly your marrow dries out..."

"Is this guy serious?"

Chen Mo had read this book in a past life.

Although it was listed as a forbidden book for a small amount of explicit content, in reality, its literary value was extremely high. Calling it a masterpiece of realism wouldn’t be an exaggeration. It painstakingly exposed humanity and the dark side of society through the perspective of common folk.

Even the revered classic, ’The Dream of the Red Chamber’, shows traces of this extraordinary book.

However, since the entire book was hundreds of thousands of words long, he only remembered the general plot, so he condensed the narrative, retelling it with concise language.

Feeling it was somewhat insulting to the classic, he changed one character in the title.

"Falling flowers willingly follow flowing water, but the water is heartless and longs for falling flowers..."

As Chen Mo wrote, Xu Qingyi read along.

Both of them became absorbed, unaware that dusk was already approaching.

Pa—

Chen Mo finished writing the fifth Chapter, tossed the brush aside, and stretched his shoulders and neck.

Xu Qingyi, still wanting more, said, "Why did you stop? This Wu Dalang was poisoned; his brother will definitely seek revenge, right?"

"To know what happens next, please stay tuned for the next episode." Chen Mo shook his head and sighed, "I’ve been writing for so long, and not even a cup of tea, truly heartwarming..."

"Alright, alright, I’ll brew it for you, okay?"

Xu Qingyi carefully collected the pages filled with writing and asked, "What tea do you want? I have Cloud Nest Green Luo and Snow Ridge Cold Fragrance."

Chen Mo blinked, "Do you have Snow from Nai Tea?"

Xu Qingyi: "?"

"Never mind, no tea for now, come here and massage my shoulders." Chen Mo said.

"You sure have a lot of demands..."

Xu Qingyi couldn’t help but roll her eyes at him again.

Yet, to see the continuation, she obediently came over to massage Chen Mo’s shoulders.

Chen Mo leaned back comfortably, his head resting right at a soft spot.

This massage girl even comes with a built-in pillow...

Xu Qingyi’s cheeks blushed, but she didn’t push him away, murmuring, "Truly a pervert, writing stories seducing decent women, utterly reprehensible..."

"Art comes from life, all thanks to Director Xu for the inspiration," Chen Mo beamed.

"Pfft..."

Xu Qingyi scoffed, not continuing the conversation. She glanced at the sky outside and asked, "It’s about to be 7 p.m. now, where are you planning to sleep tonight?"

Chen Mo shrugged and said, "I have nowhere else to go, so I’ll have to make do here for the night."

Xu Qingyi was taken aback by his words, "H-here with me?!"

"What else? I certainly can’t go and sleep with the Empress, can I?" Chen Mo said self-righteously.

Considering what happened during the day, the Empress would definitely be too embarrassed to see him now, going there would be asking for trouble.

And he dared not go to the Empress either, fearing that the two would fight upon discovery...

After weighing his options, Xu Qingyi’s place seemed the safest.

Xu Qingyi’s throat moved, her voice dry as she said, "But there’s only one bed here. If you sleep here, where will I sleep?"

"I see your bed is quite big, why not squeeze in? I don’t mind, at least." Chen Mo looked up at her and reminded, "But don’t make any unbecoming moves on me. Agreeing to sleep together doesn’t mean agreeing for you to sleep on me..."

"..."

Xu Qingyi’s head started to ache.

How could there be someone so shameless in the world?

...

...

The next day, at 5 a.m.

As the first light of dawn broke, civil and military officials were already gathered in front of the Golden Water Bridge.

The two sides remained distinctly divided.

On the left stood the officials group dominated by the Imperial Examination Hall and the Assistant faction, while on the right stood the power group led by the Six Ministries.

However, unlike before, the atmosphere on the officials’ side was noticeably low, while the ministers of the Six Ministries looked excited. Pairs of eyes fixed intently on the upright figure standing with hands clasped behind his back, like vultures smelling the scent of carrion.

A grand spectacle was about to unfold...

The Chen Family was doomed!