I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon novel Chapter 657

Chapter 657: Chapter 249: The Empress’s Intent! Brand-New Skin Unlocked! _3

Prophetic words?

"I still remember the previous introduction."

"Long night gazing at the cosmos, the Emperor Star hangs far in the Frozen Sky. Rise and fall, who dares ask? Only high above the moon bends like a bow."

"The Emperor Star, is it referring to the Seven Dragon Constellations?"

"As for the ’hangs far in Frozen Sky’... It’s because I came to Frozen Sky Palace that I could refine the Dragon Qi within the ruins’ dust, and the constellations between the Spirit Platform underwent mutation because of it..."

"Could this really be fate?"

"What do ’Tribulation Fire burns the palace’ and ’history hides the bones’ mean?"

Chen Mo stared at the words before him, lost in thought for a time.

He always felt there were crucial messages hidden within the poem...

"Ahem, what are you thinking about?"

At this moment, a languid voice sounded.

Chen Mo came back to his senses and turned his head, only to find that Yu Youhan had returned without him knowing.

She had changed into a plain long dress, her black hair cascading down like a waterfall, resting on her shoulders and still carrying a hint of moist mist. She sat by the bed, legs crossed, revealing perfect ankles and arches.

They appeared as though carved from jade, without a single flaw to be found.

"Nothing, just daydreaming." Chen Mo smiled and said, "You finished bathing, Empress?"

"...Hmm."

Yu Youhan’s gaze was somewhat errant as she gently responded.

"By the way, I prepared a gift for you, Empress." Chen Mo took out a black dress from the Heavenly Profound Ring, "This is a dress I custom-made just for you, would you like to try it on?"

"What are you scheming up again..."

Yu Youhan shot him a glare but did not refuse, reaching out to accept it.

Then, a mist spread, obscuring the view, something Chen Mo had grown accustomed to as her unique mode of concealment.

Roughly an incense stick’s time later, the mist finally dispersed.

Chen Mo moved his throat, his gaze instantly fixed.

"Empress..."

"You call this thing a dress?!"

Yu Youhan’s cheeks were slightly red, and her expression was somewhat unnatural.

She was wearing a black dress, clinging closely to her shape, outlining her curves exquisitely.

The top reached down to the armpits, with only two straps hanging on the shoulders, exposing her fragrant shoulders, collarbone, and a deep gorge.

The skirt was cut too high, revealing her two long legs unmistakably, and she even paired it with black stockings, the delicate texture adding a lustrous sheen to the skin, lending it an enigmatic beauty.

"Too low above, too short below, truly indecent..."

Yu Youhan initially intended to change back, but upon seeing Chen Mo’s admiring gaze, hesitated for a moment and sat down again.

"Indeed, only you, Empress, can pull off such a regal look!" Chen Mo sincerely praised, "I won’t be putting this dress on display at Jinxiu Workshop, it’s meant only for you, Empress."

Yu Youhan’s eyes flashed with a trace of pleased bashfulness, holding her arms over her chest, coldly snorting, "In the future, focus less on these useless things, concentrate on your cultivation, or how long will it take you to break through to the first rank?"

"Empress’s words are a lesson."

Chen Mo readily agreed while pondering when to make a stepmother dress for the Empress...

"If what you saw is true, then the characters on the Crown Prince’s body are surely artificially placed... Perhaps they’re a sort of Protective Talisman."

Artificial?

Chen Mo pondered over this.

Though the script served a protective role, it was far from simple.

A curse, blood patterns, an array, a Princely Heir plotting to overthrow the regime, and a Crown Prince who rarely leaves the palace... Piecing together the collected information, a faint outline emerged in his mind...

Thud—

Lost in thought, Chen Mo ended up tearing his hand on the stocking.

"Sorry, I..."

Before he could finish, he fell speechless.

The Empress was sitting on the bed, her exquisite leg resting on his knee, her already short skirt slightly raised, following the straight long leg upwards...

?

Since when did the Empress and Director Xu share similar tastes?

Yu Youhan noticed his gaze, and her heart trembled.

Yet she didn’t kick him away like usual, instead placing her other leg over as well, turning her ornate head away, ears flushed, "If you’re going to press, press properly, why tear my stockings?"

With difficulty, Chen Mo swallowed, "I slipped..."

"Then tear them off entirely, they look odd."

"Hmm... hmm?!"