I became the demon of the female devil

Chapter 222 The Empress Baby!

"Well……"

Ambiguous sounds echoed in the air.

Chen Mo leaned against the headboard, his breathing slightly rapid, and his expression somewhat distressed.

Although the room was dimly lit, his sharp eyesight allowed him to see the stunning scenery in its entirety.

The Empress's plain long dress had been removed, leaving only a crimson undergarment embroidered with phoenixes and peonies. Through the gaps in the openwork fabric, one could vaguely see her fair and delicate skin, and following her smooth back, one could see the abruptly undulating, rounded contours...

After a long while, the Empress straightened up, raised her hand and slapped him, her watery almond eyes glaring resentfully at Chen Mo.

"You idiot, why aren't you done yet? Are you trying to work me to death?"

"This subordinate didn't mean it..."

"I've got my eye on you!"

"..."

Although Chen Mo was still far from being able to do it, he knew in his heart that this had already crossed the line for the Empress, and pushing her too hard would only backfire.

He didn't insist any further, but reached out and pulled the Empress into his arms, saying softly, "Alright, Your Highness's intentions are appreciated. Let's call it a night. I'll be worried if you get too tired."

"Hmph, at least you still have some conscience." The Empress gave him a playful glare.

Chen Mo wrapped his arms around her slender waist, his fingertips brushing across her flat stomach and circling around her cute navel.

The Empress trembled and said in a trembling voice, "Don't touch me, it itches so much~"

Chen Mo didn't stop, sliding his hand across her smooth, snow-white skin. With each movement, her delicate body trembled even more violently.

Seeing the Empress biting her lower lip and trying her best to remain silent, I couldn't help but find it a little funny.

"Baby, you are so cute."

"Hmm~"

Upon hearing this address, the Empress completely lost her composure, letting out a soft groan and fidgeting restlessly.

"How dare you speak to me like that!"

Chen Mo stroked his chin, pondering, "Your Highness doesn't like this title? Then how about we just call you Chan'er?"

? !
The Empress was stunned for a moment, then stammered, "What did you say? Chan... Chan'er?!"

Chen Mo smiled and said, "I must say, it's actually quite easy to say, Chan'er baby?"

"..."

A blush rose on the Empress's face, burning from her ears all the way to her cheeks.

Since becoming the Crown Princess, few people have dared to call her by her name directly.

Moreover, the name "Chan'er" was only used by her parents when she was a child. Hearing it from Chen Mo's mouth now gave her an indescribable sense of shame, as if ants were crawling all over her body.

"You're just a little brat who hasn't even grown all his hair yet. How dare you be so disrespectful in front of me! Do you believe I'll punish you?" The Empress bared her little tiger teeth, looking fierce.

Chen Mo leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Does Your Highness not know whether this humble servant is a little kid or not? Besides, if we're being honest, Your Highness is the one who hasn't even grown all his hair yet..."

"You little thief, you're really going to die!"

The empress was both ashamed and angry. She reached out and pinched the soft flesh of his waist, twisting it several times.

At this moment, Chen Mo suddenly realized something, frowned, and without saying a word, pressed the Empress down and covered her with the quilt.

"Um?!"

"You little thief, what are you doing?"

The Empress looked nervous, thinking that Chen Mo had lost his temper. She stammered, "You, you mustn't do this. I won't pinch you anymore, okay? I... I'll be like I was just now, alright?"

"Shhh."

Chen Mo pressed his finger against her lips and whispered in her ear, "Keep your voice down, someone's coming."

The Empress paused slightly, then whispered, "Who would be coming at this hour? Lady Sun? Or one of the patrolling palace servants?"

"neither……"

Chen Mo's expression was somewhat strange. "It seems to be Officer Lin."

?

The Empress was puzzled upon hearing this. "Zhu'er? What's she doing here in the middle of the night instead of sleeping..."

Before he could finish speaking, he realized what was happening.

Not to mention Lin Jingzhu, aren't I the same?
"What should we do now?" The Empress was somewhat at a loss. If Lin Jingzhu found out that she and Chen Mo were sleeping in the same bed, her lifelong reputation would be ruined!

"Officer Lin is already outside the door and could come in at any moment."

"It's too late to go out now, Your Highness. You'll have to hide here for the time being..."

Chen Mo felt that this scene looked somewhat familiar.

Lin Jingzhu was not in a clear-headed state last time, which is why she did not notice the Empress's presence.

But this time the situation was different. There were multiple living people in the bed, which she couldn't possibly miss.

Chen Mo pondered for a moment, then took off his concealment ring and put it on the Empress's finger, minimizing her presence.

Then he had her lie down under his lap, their bodies intertwined, and with the blanket covering them, nothing seemed amiss.

crunch--

With a soft sound, the door was slowly pushed open.

Lin Jingzhu's voice then rang out: "Lord Chen, are you asleep?"

I didn't sleep, but Her Majesty the Empress is about to break down... Looking at the Empress, who was both nervous and resentful under the covers, Chen Mo squeezed her toes to comfort her, and then closed his eyes to pretend to sleep.

Lin Jingzhu walked around the screen and came to the bedside.

Chen Mo was lying quietly on the bed, seemingly fast asleep.

"Master Chen..."

Lin Jingzhu bent down and, in the soft moonlight, gazed at that handsome face, her eyes somewhat lost in thought.

The two met because of the Zhou family case and went through life and death many times, unknowingly forming a deep bond... Thinking back to their first meeting, drinking heartily in the rain, a clear smile involuntarily appeared on their lips.

"Back then, I only thought you were a carefree playboy, but I never expected you to be a heart thief."

Lin Jingzhu pinched Chen Mo's nose with her fingers and muttered under her breath, "This constable should arrest you, you thief, lock you in a room, and make you stay with me. You're not allowed to have any contact with other girls..."

"..."

Chen Mo hadn't expected that Officer Lin had such a yandere-like side...

The Empress, hiding under the covers, was plucking his leg hair; clearly, she was about to explode with jealousy… To prevent Lin Jingzhu from saying anything too outrageous and provoking the Empress, he opened his eyes at the opportune moment, cleared his throat, and said:

"Officer Lin..."

? !
Lin Jingzhu was startled. "Lord Chen, you're not asleep?"

"I was asleep, but I vaguely heard someone talking about me, so I woke up again." Chen Mo blinked and said with a smile, "If I'm considered a heart thief, then what crime would it be for Officer Lin to break into someone else's bedroom?"

"..."

Lin Jingzhu's face was flushed.

I never expected that Chen Mo would overhear my rambling.

“Knowing the law and breaking it is an even greater crime. I advise Officer Lin to pull back from the brink and go back to sleep,” Chen Mo said half-jokingly.

"No, it's not easy to have a chance to talk to you alone..." Lin Jingzhu climbed onto the bed and lay down next to him, saying in a coquettish tone, "Anyway, I'm not leaving. If Lord Chen has any objections, then go and report it to the authorities."

Ten, eleven...

Chen Mo felt his leg hair was disappearing rapidly.

He silently shifted his legs and pushed the empress towards the wall to avoid revealing any flaws.

"Ahem, what would you like to talk about, Officer Lin?"

Lin Jingzhu hesitated for a moment, then said softly, "After I left the Chen residence last time, did Madam Chen say anything?"

Chen Mo asked in confusion, "Why do you ask that?"

Lin Jingzhu's lips moved slightly, and she stammered, "After all, what happened last time, I'm worried that Madam Chen will have a problem with me..."

Although Chen Mo publicly expressed her feelings, she knew in her heart that there was still a fundamental difference between herself and Shen Zhixia.

Chen Mo and Shen Zhixia's marriage was arranged by their parents and had a marriage contract written in the form of a golden decree... Moreover, she could tell that He Yuzhi liked Shen Zhixia very much and had almost already accepted her as her daughter-in-law...

She seemed more like a third party who interfered...

"Won't Madam Chen think I'm a promiscuous woman?" Lin Jingzhu asked worriedly, somewhat anxiously. "After all, being caught in bed on my first visit is really indecent..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo felt a sense of foreboding.

Sure enough, the queen's breathing became rapid, and then she bit down on his inner thigh.

"hiss?"

Chen Mo's expression changed slightly, and he shuddered.

Lin Jingzhu also noticed something was wrong and asked curiously, "Lord Chen, what's wrong? And it's not cold outside, why are you still covered with a blanket..."

Seeing that she was about to reach out and pull the blanket off, Chen Mo didn't have time to think and pulled her into his arms, lowering his head to kiss her.

"Well……"

Lin Jingzhu froze, her eyes wide open, unable to react for a moment.

However, under Chen Mo's skillful rhythm, her tense body gradually softened, as if it had transformed into a clear spring.

The atmosphere in the room was quiet.

The Empress was munching on Chen Mo, and Chen Mo was munching on Lin Jingzhu; the three of them achieved a strange balance.

After a long time.

Sensing that Her Majesty the Empress had relented and had calmed down, Chen Mo slowly raised his head.

Lin Jingzhu's chest heaved, her eyes shimmered, and she felt as if all her bones had been removed, leaning limply against his chest.

"Master Chen..."

"I'm completely exhausted again, it feels like I've been given some kind of muscle-relaxing drug..."

"..."

Chen Mo breathed a slight sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He had at least temporarily averted the situation…

"Officer Lin, it's already past midnight. If we wait any longer, it will be dawn. If someone sees you in my room and it gets back to His Highness, it could cause a lot of trouble," Chen Mo said.

Lin Jingzhu knew he had a point; after all, the Empress had always opposed any contact between the two, let alone sharing a bed...

But leaving like this is also a little hard to bear...

She clung to Chen Mo's arm, her eyes pleading, and said, "Just one more quarter of an hour, then I'll go back, okay?"

Since things had come to this point, Chen Mo couldn't refuse... He thought for a moment and said, "Then let me help you exorcise the cold poison while we're at it. The time has come anyway."

To prevent her from saying something she shouldn't...

"it is good."

Lin Jingzhu nodded obediently.

Then she sat up, untied the belt around her waist, and her skirt slowly slid down...

Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, then asked in confusion, "Wait, why are you taking off your clothes?"

Lin Jingzhu's cheeks flushed, and she said in a serious tone, "Wasn't it the same at the Chen residence last time? This way, it would be easier for Lord Chen to treat her."

"...You've really thought of everything."

Chen Mo's lips twitched slightly.

Under the covers, the Empress bit him again...

Lin Jingzhu was wearing a white bodice with cloud patterns outlined in gold and silver thread. Her fair skin was as white as snow, and even in the dim room, it was still dazzlingly white.

Although her figure wasn't as exaggerated as the Queen's, she had an excellent shape, with a rounded and perky curve under the thin fabric.

"Lord Chen, we may begin."

"it is good."

Lin Jingzhu sat cross-legged and began to circulate his internal energy.

Chen Mo placed his palm on the Tianchi acupoint and continuously injected his Qi and blood into it.

As the blood and qi surged through her meridians, the cold toxins were gradually expelled, and a white mist rose from her body.

Feeling the warm, smooth touch of his palm, Chen Mo silently recited the Supreme Purification Mantra, trying his best to suppress the distracting thoughts in his mind.

It would be disastrous if Her Majesty the Empress discovered anything amiss...

Tianchi, Tanzhong, Yutang, Zigong... The large hand moved continuously between the acupoints near the heart meridian, and Lin Jingzhu's body trembled slightly, with a faint blush appearing on her fair face.

"Lord Chen, this is strange..."

"Hang in there, it'll be over soon."

As soon as Chen Mo finished speaking, he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye, and his breathing suddenly became erratic.

Perhaps because she had bathed and changed clothes earlier, Lin Jingzhu was only wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, and was sitting cross-legged, with the fabric dampened by the water vapor...

In the vast expanse of white fog, one could even see clearly...

"A small, narrow path blocked off with smoke?"

The thought flashed through my mind, and the Supreme Purification Mantra was interrupted for a moment.

Meanwhile, the Empress, hiding under the covers, sensed something amiss and grew increasingly annoyed, muttering through gritted teeth:

"That wretched little thief, he actually... he's infuriating me!"

"You bad guy, I'll bite you to death!"

(O_o)？！
Chen Mo suddenly shuddered, his expression turning very strange.

Your Highness, please calm down!
……

……

Prince Yu's Mansion.

In the bedroom, the candlelight was dim.

Chu Heng lay quietly on the bed, his face pale, his eyes closed, still unconscious.

An elderly man with a long beard sat beside him, his eyelids drooping, his fingers resting on his brow, from which a faint, eerie light emanated.

Under the dim light, Chu Heng's injuries healed at a visible speed, and a trace of color returned to his cheeks, but he still did not wake up.

Half an hour later.

The old man stopped, and the light ceased.

The old butler standing to the side asked, "Mr. Fei, how is the young master?"

The Fei family has been practicing medicine for generations, and their business is very large. Nearly 30% of the medical clinics in Kyoto are run by the Fei family.

The old man was Fei Quan, the current head of the Fei family, a third-grade master of medicine. His medical skills had reached a level of perfection, and he was highly respected among the aristocratic families.

The only place that could mobilize him at this hour would be the Prince Yu's residence.

Fei Quan, with his bushy eyebrows and white hair, was remarkably spry and showed no signs of aging. He stroked his beard and pondered, "The young master's injuries are nothing serious and easy to treat, but..."

"But what?" the old butler pressed.

Fei Quan shook his head and sighed, "The problem is that the young master's soul has been severely damaged and can only be slowly treated. But I can't say for sure how well he can recover."

A master of medicine can restore flesh to bones and cure chronic illnesses.

However, the soul is far too complex, and the slightest carelessness can leave behind damage, ranging from memory loss to loss of the five senses, leaving one as ignorant and unfeeling as grass and trees... Even Fei Quan did not have a particularly good solution.

"Fortunately, the Crown Prince's mind is still stable, and there is still a great chance of recovery."

"I will prescribe a formula for daily medicinal baths and fumigation, along with soul energy manipulation. Let's see how effective it is."

Fei Quan took out a jade slip, engraved the prescription and precautions into it, and handed it to the old steward.

The old butler nodded and said, "Thank you for your trouble, Mr. Fei."

"It doesn't matter."

"I shall take my leave now. If there are any developments, please inform the Fei family."

Fei Quan stood up and cupped his hands in greeting.

He never asked how the prince got injured... As a doctor, one should only be responsible for treating injuries and illnesses; asking even one more question could lead to being implicated.

"Sir, let me see you off."

"Stay."

The old steward personally escorted Fei Quan away from the Prince's Mansion.

Standing in front of the gate, gazing at the massive mansion that seemed to lurk like a giant beast in the darkness, Fei Quan frowned slightly, his expression becoming somewhat solemn.

When he received the message, he hadn't expected the prince to be so badly injured.

In this capital city, how many people would dare to beat the crown prince like this?
"The weather in Kyoto is about to change!"

Fei Quan turned and climbed into a sedan chair parked on the street, saying softly, "Let's go back. It seems tonight will be very long..."

……

……

After seeing Fei Quan off, the old steward did not return to the prince's side, but instead walked through the front hall to the backyard.

The Prince Yu's Mansion covers a vast area, with five courtyards in total, connected by covered walkways. The old steward followed the blue brick path, past stacked stones and water features, and arrived at a small archway deep in the back courtyard.

Reaching out to grab the door knocker, a faint red light flashed through the crack in the door.

A moment later, the tightly closed door slowly opened, revealing a deep passageway.

The old butler stepped inside, and the door closed behind him on its own.

There were three forks in the passageway. The old butler walked to the far left one and after walking about several dozen steps, another door appeared in front of him.

The latch was on the outside, and a rusty lock was also hanging there.

He took the key from his sleeve, inserted it into the lock, and gave it a gentle twist.

click-

The door lock opened with a click.

He lifted the latch, pushed open the door, and went inside.

It was pitch black, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face. The old butler lit a red flame at his fingertips, dispelling the surrounding darkness.

The room was completely empty except for a bed in the center, and the air was filled with a damp and rotten smell.

The old steward approached and lifted the curtain.

A gaunt figure lay quietly on the bed, with high cheekbones, sunken eyes, and loose skin that was pale with a bluish-gray tinge, like a piece of rotten wood soaked in rain.

His entire body was tightly bound to the bed by iron chains as thick as an arm. A red bead hung from his chest, spinning around and constantly releasing scarlet dust that circulated with his breathing.

The old steward bowed his head and said, "This old servant greets Your Highness."

The man ignored him, his cloudy eyes devoid of any light.

The old steward seemed used to it all, and continued, "Your Highness, the plan is currently facing obstacles, and the Crown Prince has been injured. The situation is rather dire, so we have no choice but to temporarily borrow Your Highness's Crimson Blood Bead..."

"If Your Highness doesn't speak, then this old servant will take it as your agreement."

He enveloped his palm with his true energy, took the red bead that was suspended in the air, and put it into a wooden box that he had prepared in advance.

Deprived of the support of his vital energy, the man's face became even more withered. His eyes widened suddenly, and he let out a low growl like a wild beast as he began to struggle violently.

wow-

The bed shook violently, accompanied by the clanging sound of metal clashing.

Immediately, the seal characters on the iron chain lit up one by one, and a peaceful and serene atmosphere spread out.

The man's struggles grew weaker and weaker until he finally calmed down completely, his eyes returning to a blank stare at the ceiling.

The old butler bowed closer and whispered:
"Your Highness, rest assured, judging from the current situation, Wu Lie won't be able to hold on for much longer..."

"Things will take a turn for the better then..."

"Please hold on a little longer..."

(End of this chapter)