Inside the bedroom.
Yu Youhan lazily leaned against the headboard, her hair disheveled, her purple iris gown slightly untidy, and a layer of moist gloss coating her lips.
"Dog-like Lackey, you have some nerve to actually dare..."
Once her breath steadied somewhat, her hazy eyes regained a hint of clarity, glaring at Chen Mo with annoyance.
Although the two had shared intimate moments before, this time was different; the red band had not triggered, and it was purely an impulsive urge from within.
Moreover, kissing always carries a distinct meaning.
Isn’t this usually something that only mutually affectionate couples do?
So, what exactly was her relationship with Chen Mo?
"This humble servant deserves to die, please forgive me, Empress!"
Chen Mo said with his head lowered, then shifted his tone: "But speaking of which, it was the Empress who first pushed this humble servant down, and repeatedly claimed to like this humble servant... I’m not a saint, how could I resist?"
"..."
Yu Youhan’s face flushed.
Chen Mo was right, indeed it was she who first lost control...
"So what?" Yu Youhan’s emerald green eyes narrowed slightly, "Do you have any complaints?"
"Of course not." Chen Mo shook his head repeatedly, saying earnestly: "To be pushed down by the Empress is this humble servant’s honor. Anytime the Empress wants to kiss again, this humble servant is at your service..."
"Pah, you want there to be a next time?"
Yu Youhan spat, her face red with a mixture of annoyance and embarrassment.
This guy was speaking nonsense with a straight face again.
Chen Mo smiled without saying a word. Despite the Empress’s tough words now, she still turned soft during the kiss.
This was a major breakthrough, from foot massages to lip-to-lip contact, how far could it be to the formal commencement?
Both had different thoughts, and the atmosphere fell into a brief silence.
"Empress..."
"Hmm?"
Chen Mo curiously asked, "What happened just now? It felt like you were somewhat out of control..."
Yu Youhan’s expression seemed a bit awkward, without answering, she instead asked back, "I wanted to ask you, how did you suddenly break into the Dao Domain?"
Chen Mo looked puzzled and said, "I also don’t know. I just glanced at the red string on your wrist, and then I was pulled into the darkness... You say that place was the Dao Domain?"
"So it really was because of the red band then..."
Yu Youhan’s eyes flickered slightly as she nodded, "It goes by many names, of which the Dao Domain is just one... Tianshu Pavilion calls it ’Taixu Xuan Realm,’ while Wuwan Temple calls it ’Endless Abyss,’ but essentially, they are the same."
"Fundamentally, it should be called ’Chaos.’
Chaos?
Recalling that seemingly universe-like deep space, Chen Mo’s back felt a chill.
Chen Mo blinked and said, "Is it because of the original essence’s aura that the Empress became like that?"
No wonder she seemed like she was intoxicated, clinging to him incessantly... It turns out it’s because of the Dao’s presence on him?
"Actually, not entirely..."
Yu Youhan hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "If it were someone else, it would be different, but because it’s you... I truly can’t help it..."
Chen Mo was momentarily stunned upon hearing her words.
Yu Youhan’s eyes clouded with mist, murmuring, "I don’t know what sin I’ve committed to end up in such a state, practically losing all my dignity... but this feeling isn’t that unpleasant..."
In previous encounters with Chen Mo, she also found herself uncontrollably drawn, but always restrained herself under the guise of cultivation.
For someone of her level to communicate with the core essence of the Dao, an extremely stable Dao Heart is required... and Chen Mo is the sole "flaw" in her heart.
To a certain extent, this has already affected her cultivation, to the extent that even Ji Hongxiu could see it.
Now, this "flaw" has combined with the Dao, making her last psychological defense waver.
The emotions she had suppressed—joy, sourness, resentment—all rushed forth in an instant.
Yu Youhan gazed at the man before her, with a complex and inexplicable expression. He was both her heart’s demon and her nemesis, his every move tugging at her emotions, causing her to sink deeper into the whirlpool of the mortal world...
"Chen Mo..."
"This humble servant is here."
"Do you know what the punishment is for having an affair with the Imperial Concubine?"

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