Yu Youhan’s cheeks flushed crimson, her eyes rippling with emotion. Forcing down her shyness, her vermilion lips exhaled orchid-scented breath. "No time like the present. Let’s settle this regret today."
Real Dual Cultivation?
Chen Mo’s heart pounded wildly, almost about to leap out of his chest!
He had been looking forward to this day for so long. It was rare for the Empress to take the initiative like this—on any other day he would’ve pounced on her without a second thought!
But the last shred of reason still kept him from acting rashly.
No matter how strong the Empress was, she herself was still a maiden untouched by any man.
Which woman would be willing to hand over her first time so carelessly? And in a cold, deathly-silent tomb at that?
When it came down to it, she was doing this to help him leave this place, that was why she chose to make such a sacrifice.
Leaving aside that Chen Mo couldn’t bear it in his heart—if something really did happen, once the Empress learned that he had already found "outside help," who knew how she would react...
Seeing the Empress already pressing herself against him, Chen Mo snapped awake in an instant and hastily wrapped his arms around her waist.
"Wait..."
"What’s wrong?" Yu Youhan blinked her dewy eyes at him.
Chen Mo forced down the restless flame in his chest, his palm sliding along her curves as he said, "No rush. You have to start with the appetizer before the main course. Let’s take it slow..."
Yu Youhan’s body trembled lightly, and she whispered, "Mm... I’ll listen to you..."
...
...
No one knew how much time had passed.
An ambiguous, hazy mood filled the underground palace.
Yu Youhan leaned back against a stone pillar, her robes laid beneath her.
Her tender breasts rose and fell, her breathing ragged. Her skin glowed with a rosy flush, sweat-dampened strands of hair clinging to the side of her neck.
"Just when are you going to be done with this appetizer? If this keeps up, I’ll have no strength left..." Yu Youhan’s voice was slightly trembling.
Chen Mo shook his head. "No rush. Haste makes waste. Only slow work produces fine goods."
"..."
Yu Youhan had long seen that Chen Mo was stubbornly restraining himself, not wanting to leave her with a bad memory.
A softness welled up in her heart. She wrapped her arms around Chen Mo’s neck, her Qing Bi eyes fixed on him as she said earnestly, "You don’t need to worry so much. I’m willing. No matter where we are, as long as that person is you, it’s enough."
Chen Mo was silent for a moment, then said, "Empress, actually there’s something I need to tell you..."
Rumble—
Before the words left his mouth, the entire underground palace suddenly began to shake.
...
Tiandu City, Imperial Palace.
Dawn’s light was faint; the palace lamps had yet to be extinguished.
In Zhao Hua Palace, the Empress sat rigidly, having remained unmoving for the entire night.
She clutched a gold hairpin tightly in her hand, her eyes empty and lifeless, no one knew what she was thinking.
Tap, tap, tap—
Just then, footsteps sounded as Sun Senior Palace Lady walked in.
"Your Highness..."
The Empress lifted her eyes, her voice hoarse. "Any news?"
Sun Senior Palace Lady said helplessly, "The Princess is still leading men in the search. For now, there’s been no sign of Mr. Chen."
The faint light that had just risen in the Empress’s eyes was once again snuffed out. It was as if all life had drained from her. Numbly, she said, "All right, I understand."
Sun Senior Palace Lady hesitated, then said, "It’s almost the hour for morning court. The ministers are all waiting outside Fengtian Gate. You haven’t closed your eyes all night. Why don’t we cancel today’s audience?"
"No need." The Empress rose slowly, her tone low. "All the more at a time like this, I must hold on. When that little thief comes back, I can’t leave him with a mess. Even if he doesn’t come back, I will see our unfinished tasks completed!"
"Prepare the carriage. To the Golden Throne Hall!"

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