I became the demon of the female devil

Chapter 251 Tearing open the Empress's packaging! Xu Qingyi, who dedicated herself to art!
"Torn it all up?"

Chen Mo's throat moved slightly.

Her long, straight legs, like jade pillars, rested on her knees, covered with a layer of black silk as thin as a cicada's wing. A tear was made at the soles of her feet, revealing a patch of fair skin.

Against the backdrop of black stockings, it appeared even more delicate and pink.

"Ahem, shall I make my move then?" Chen Mo asked tentatively.

Yu Youhan turned her head away and said indifferently, "Since it's already broken, I'm too lazy to take it off, so I might as well tear it off."

"it is good."

Chen Mo reached out and hooked the edge of the tear, then gently pulled it open—

tear-

With a soft cracking sound as the silk brocade tore, the opening widened, revealing large patches of skin that gleamed with a lustrous, jade-like sheen.

Chen Mo had seen the Empress's beautiful legs many times, including when she wore stockings of various colors, but he had never had the experience of tearing them apart with his own hands...

It feels like unwrapping a gift, and also carries a thrilling sense of breaking taboos.

Feeling his increasingly rapid breathing, Yu Youhan's ears burned, and she muttered softly, "He's not a child anymore, why is he so excited about tearing a sock?"

Chen Mo shook his head and said, "Your Majesty doesn't understand..."

"I truly don't understand, you actually have such a strange fetish?" Looking at the tattered stockings, Yu Youhan hesitated slightly, biting her lip as she said, "Then remember to bring a few more next time you come..."

"it is good."

Do you want to continue?

"Um……"

"Wait, we don't need to tear this part... Chen, Chen Mo!"

……

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Outside the Cold Cloud Palace.

Xu Qingyi squatted by the pond and sprinkled fish food in her hand, which immediately attracted a group of fish to eat it eagerly.

They quickly finished their food, then gradually dispersed, drifting aimlessly in the water.

She was momentarily lost in thought as she watched this scene.

She felt like a small fish in this pond, seemingly well-fed and clothed, but actually trapped in this pond.

Only when a fish dies will it be fished out, and then new fish will be put in to ensure that the number remains unchanged. This process continues in a never-ending cycle.

The difference is that fish don't think; for them, everything around them is the entirety of the world. But she knows that there are mountains, rivers, lakes, and seas beyond, a much wider world.

This is both a blessing and a curse.

"Strange, why would I have such a thought..."

Xu Qingyi snapped out of her daze and shook her head.

Previously, she only knew how to serve the Empress and had no other thoughts.

But I don't know when it started, I began to feel a bit stifled in the palace and started to yearn for the outside world more and more.

"If I weren't a palace maid, I should already be married and have children by this age, right?"

What kind of person will my husband be?

Xu Qingyi's thoughts began to wander uncontrollably again.

Suddenly, a face flashed through my mind. The face was incredibly handsome, with a mocking smile on its lips. It looked absolutely disgusting.

"Pah, why would I even think of that guy?"

"He bullies me every time we meet. If I really marry him, won't I be bullied by him for the rest of my life?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Even if I, Xu Qingyi, were to die alone, I would never jump from here..."

"Xu Sizheng, what are you muttering to yourself over there?" Suddenly, a familiar male voice came from behind.

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Xu Qingyi shuddered, slipped, and fell into the pool.

Just as she was about to fall into the water, a large hand caught her waist and pulled her back.

Nestled in Chen Mo's arms, Xu Qingyi was still a little dazed.

"Hello, showering is not allowed here," Chen Mo reminded him.

"..."

Xu Qingyi hurriedly stood up, her cheeks slightly flushed.

"when did you come?"

"Just arrived." Chen Mo pinched his chin, his gaze sweeping over her. "I overheard you talking about getting married, growing old alone, and stuff like that... Xu Sizheng, you don't actually have someone you like, do you?"

Xu Qingyi clenched her slender hands together, about to retort, but looking at that handsome face, the words that were about to come out changed their meaning: "So what? What does it have to do with you?"

"Of course it's related," Chen Mo said with a smile. "If you really get married, remember to tell me the date in advance. I have to be there..."

Hearing this, Xu Qingyi felt a strange bitterness in her heart. She turned her head away from him and said coldly, "It's completely unreliable... Besides, even if we really get married, I don't care about your wedding gift money."

"Who said I was going to give you a wedding gift?" Chen Mo waved his hand dismissively. "I'm going to steal the bride!"

Xu Qingyi was stunned for a moment, "Rob-bride?"

Chen Mo said matter-of-factly, "Don't forget, the Crown Prince has already bestowed you upon me, so you're my private property... I'd like to see which fool dares to touch my things?"

"..."

Xu Qingyi stared at him blankly.

The scene of their wedding seemed to appear before her eyes: Chen Mo descending from the sky, tearing off her red veil, and then pulling her hand as they broke through the encirclement.

thump--

My heart skipped a beat.

Then the frequency increased, as if a deer was rushing around in my chest.

"Who's your property? You're so shameless!" she said, her face as red as a ripe tomato.

Chen Mo, far from being ashamed, was actually proud of it, and said with his arms crossed, "You're shameless and never get enough of it. Anyway, you shouldn't have any illusions. You should just face reality sooner rather than later."

"Pooh!"

Xu Qingyi spat, not wanting to pay him any attention, and turned to leave.

He hadn't gone five meters when he stopped, turned around and said, "What are you still standing there for? You promised to come to my place to write your book."

"coming."

Chen Mo's lips curled up, and he followed after him.

The two walked side by side, heading towards the direction of the Imperial Palace.

On the way, Xu Qingyi kept her head down, staring at the tips of her shoes, lost in thought.

Chen Mo sensed the awkward atmosphere and tried to make conversation by saying, "I really envy Xu Sizheng for being able to walk with his head down. I can't do that."

Xu Qingyi asked in confusion, "Why? Did you sleep in the same room and get a stiff neck last night?"

"No," Chen Mo shook his head and said, "It's because I have megalophobia."

?

Xu Qing looked bewildered.

Although I didn't understand what he meant, once the conversation started, my panicked emotions calmed down a bit.

She spoke up, saying, "I heard from the Imperial Household Department that the Crown Prince went to pay his respects to the Empress today, which is quite unusual..."

There are indeed no secrets in the palace; news travels fast... Chen Mo nodded and said, "Yes, that's true. We even played ball together. This visit to see the Empress is also related to this."

Xu Qingyi wanted to ask which ball it was, but she held back.

"What did Her Majesty say?"

"Her Majesty, she..."

Chen Mo recalled Yu Youhan's tattered stockings, her hands clutching her skirt, her wet eyes filled with resentment... The anger in his heart, which had just subsided, began to stir again.

Perhaps because she had come to terms with her own feelings, the Empress became much bolder than before.

She even actively used her legs...

"call……"

Chen Mo took a deep breath, suppressed his distracting thoughts, and shook his head, saying, "It's nothing, he just wants me to keep my distance from the Crown Prince as much as possible."

“Your Majesty is right.” Xu Qingyi agreed wholeheartedly. “Thinking about it carefully, there’s something strange about these meetings with the Crown Prince. Putting aside the will of Qianji Palace for the moment, Grand Tutor Nalu is not someone to be trifled with. You should be careful.”

The two chatted as they passed through the inner court and arrived at the palace.

"Director Xu."

"I have met Director Xu."

The palace servants who passed by bowed their heads in greeting.

However, there was a strange and amused look in their eyes as they looked at the two of them.

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow slightly and whispered, "Xu Sizheng, why do their eyes look so strange..."

Xu Qingyi explained, "The news that the Crown Prince wants to bestow a marriage upon us has already spread throughout the palace. In addition, your staying at my place has attracted the attention of some people with ulterior motives, which will naturally lead to some gossip."

"But if I'm upright, I have nothing to fear. Let them gossip; I don't care anyway..."

Chen Mo smacked his lips.

The two of them slept together last time, and he even pinched her butt... It doesn't seem like her body is quite right?
We arrived at the courtyard.

Xu Qingyi pushed open the door and entered the bedroom, with Chen Mo following behind.

The room was just as clean and tidy as last time, with almost no extra furnishings besides the wardrobe, desk and bed.

On the table was a book with a waterproof leather cover, on which were written the three large characters "Yin Ping Mei".

Chen Mo opened the book and saw that the contents were the five chapters he had written last time. They had been neatly copied and the pages were secured with paper twists and bound with cotton thread.

It's even more exquisite than the books and periodicals published by Wan Juan Lou.

"Did you make this yourself?" Chen Mo asked. "Yes." Xu Qingyi nodded and said, "After all, there's only one copy of the manuscript. I was worried about accidentally damaging it, so I copied it down. This way, it's convenient to refer to it anytime."

"But don't worry, I haven't shown this book to anyone else."

Given the quality of this book, once it gets out of circulation, it will absolutely blow away those sentimental love stories about women's grievances.

Xu Qingyi was unwilling to let such a good thing be buried, but she also felt that Chen Mo might not want to take the limelight, so for now she just kept it for her own collection and did not share it with others.

"It doesn't matter."

Chen Mo didn't take it seriously.

The original work was quite controversial in its previous life. It was a pioneering novel about manners and customs, a remarkable book, but it was stigmatized because of a very small part of its content.

If it could shine brightly in this world, that would be great.

However, Chen Mo only remembered the plot outline and could not recreate the content one-to-one. Not wanting to disgrace the original work, he changed the name without permission.

Chen Mo sat in a chair, while Xu Qingyi spread out Xuan paper and ground ink with her delicate hands.

However, he hesitated to put pen to paper.

Xu Qingyi asked, "Why aren't you writing?"

Chen Mo put down his brush and shook his head, saying, "I have no inspiration, I can't write anything."

Xu Qingyi frowned and said, "You're not trying to fool me again, are you? You promised me this time that you'd write at least five times, and you're not allowed to leave if you miss even one!"

Seeing that she was about to violently urge him to update again, Chen Mo cleared his throat and said, "I'm right here, why would I lie to you? Writing requires inspiration, otherwise even if you force it out, it probably won't be of any quality."

Xu Qingyi thought there was some truth to that.

Literary creation is indeed not a simple matter.

"The first five chapters describe how Dalang was poisoned to death. According to the plot, the next thing to happen is that Ximen bribes the coroner to dispose of the body and then drinks and makes merry with Yinlian... I am good at disposing of bodies, but I lack material for the character of Yinlian."

Chen Mo rested his chin on his hand and pondered for a moment.

Xu Qingyi said helplessly, "Then I can't really go and find you a woman, can I?"

"No need for that," Chen Mo waved his hand and said with a smile, "Isn't there one right here?"

?

off the shelf?
Who is it?

Xu Qingyi looked around blankly, and it took her a long time to realize what was going on.

"You mean, you want me to be Pan Yinlian?!" She pointed to herself, somewhat incredulous.

"To be precise, this is called role-playing," Chen Mo corrected.

"...Do you think I look like a fickle, promiscuous woman who poisoned her husband?" Xu Qingyi said through gritted teeth.

“Art originates from life but transcends it. Xu Sizheng is certainly not that kind of person. He's just trying to inspire me,” Chen Mo said seriously. “However, judging from his appearance alone, he does have a certain charm.”

Although she usually dresses very simply and has a rather aloof temperament, Chen Mo has witnessed the allure beneath that white dress.

She has a full figure, plump and beautiful, and to be honest, she really does have the look of a married woman.

"..."

Xu Qingyi's face flushed red. She wanted to kick this bastard out, but she was also very much looking forward to the subsequent development of the plot.

I was caught in a dilemma and didn't know what to do.

Chen Mo frowned and said, "I said before that this book can't be written for nothing. It's just asking Xu Sizheng to cooperate. It's not an unreasonable request. If he's not willing, then forget it... I'll write the sixth chapter when I have inspiration again."

After saying that, he got up and made a move to leave.

"and many more……"

Xu Qingyi called out to him, hesitated for a moment, and said softly, "Then what should I do?"

Chen Mo forced a smile, took out a set of clothes from his storage ring, and said, "To fit the character, Xu Sizheng should change into this first."

"This is……"

"They're just ordinary clothes; everything is for the purpose of creating art."

"Okay, then turn around and don't peek..."

There was no screen in the room, so Xu Qingyi could only use the wardrobe as a cover.

Chen Mo sat in a chair with his back to her, and there was a rustling sound behind him.

A moment later, a timid voice rang out:

"All right……"

Chen Mo turned his head and was immediately stunned.

Xu Qingyi was wearing a red bellyband, which was stretched high by her plump curves. A ribbon was tied around her flat stomach, revealing her cute and round belly button.

Below was a pair of white knee-length trousers, revealing straight and slender calves. However, the size seemed a bit small, and they were very tight, perfectly outlining the curves of the hips and buttocks. The already thin gauze fabric appeared even more sheer.

You can even see it faintly...

"You call this ordinary clothing? This is way too revealing..."

Noticing Chen Mo's fixed gaze, Xu Qingyi blushed and gently scolded, "What are you looking at?"

"Calligraphy brush... cough cough, I mean, I've already prepared the calligraphy brush, and I'm ready to start creating at any time." Chen Mo tried to look away. Originally, this was just an ordinary set of clothes, but she didn't expect it to look so outrageous on her.

"What should I do next?" Xu Qingyi felt very uncomfortable.

Chen Mo patiently guided him, "Naturally, you should try to fit the character as closely as possible. Imagine yourself as Yinlian and me as Ximen Guanren... When you feel lost, think about what Ms. Pan would do."

What will Ms. Pan do?
With her husband just gone, there's no need to be secretive anymore; she can now indulge in unrestrained passion with her lover...

But I can't really be with him...

Well, since it's just an act, I might as well just go through the motions.

Xu Qingyi bit her lip and walked up to Chen Mo.

After hesitating for a long time, she slowly sat on his lap, hooked her arms around his neck, and said in a hesitant voice, "My lord, is this alright?"

Seeing her stiff body, Chen Mo found it amusing, reached out and put his arm around her waist, pulling her directly into his embrace.

"Ms. Pan isn't as shy as you..."

"I'm not her..."

Xu Qingyi always felt that this guy was taking advantage of her.

But we've come this far, there's no point in being sentimental any longer.

Recalling Yinlian's actions in the previous chapters, her unadorned lips approached Chen Mo's ear and whispered, "My lord, I want it~ I really want the sixth chapter, please write it down for me to see?"

???

Chen Mo's throat bobbed.

He hadn't expected Xu Qingyi to have such a strong comprehension ability, and to be able to apply what she learned to other situations!
Sure enough, those who appear indifferent on the surface are often the opposite of what they seem...

"Do I have any inspiration at all?"

Hsu Ching-yi also got into character, acting coquettishly and softly, her voice so sweet it made your bones melt.

Chen Mo gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, we absolutely must have it!"

He held the beauty in one arm, and began writing furiously with the other.

Xu Qingyi was sitting face to face in his lap, her legs wrapped around his waist, her head resting on his shoulder, and she could clearly feel the outline of his strong muscles.

as well as……

As a loyal reader of "The Palace's Lament," she naturally understood what it meant, and her face grew even hotter.

But she didn't run away; instead, she hugged him even tighter.

"Official..."

……

……

An hour later.

With Xu Qingyi's help, Chen Mo managed to finish writing five chapters, then threw down his brush and fled in panic.

If we continue like this, we might make a mistake!

He just tore the Empress's stockings, and now he's flirting with Xu Sizheng. I feel like I'm going further and further down the path of being a scumbag...

Inside the house.

After Chen Mo left, the air became quiet.

Xu Qingyi sat motionless in the chair, like a statue.

Thinking back on what had just happened, I still felt a sense of unreality... It was as if I were possessed, that I had done something so shameless?

"That's ridiculous!"

Xu Qingyi covered her face, wishing she could disappear into a crack in the ground.

"By the way, I haven't checked how well he wrote it yet. Is he just trying to fool me?"

She steadied herself, picked up the Xuan paper on the table, and began to read it carefully.

The plot flows smoothly, the content is captivating, and it's hard to put down; it's truly a work of art created with care.

"He's quite trustworthy, actually."

At this moment, Xu Qingyi's gaze was fixed on the description of Yinlian's appearance.

As the actress who plays Ms. Pan, this was naturally written based on her image.

Her eyebrows, like willow leaves in early spring, often held a hint of sorrow and melancholy; her face, like peach blossoms in March, concealed a captivating allure. Her slender waist swayed gracefully, exuding a restrained languidness; her delicate lips were enough to entice bees and butterflies into a frenzy.

Her jade-like face is enchanting, flowers seem to speak volumes; her graceful figure exudes fragrance.

Staring blankly at the words on the paper, her face flushed with a mixture of shyness and joy.

"So this is how he sees me?"

(End of this chapter)