I became the demon of the female devil

Chapter 293 Re-entering the Palace! Your Highness, please have some self-respect!

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Chen Mo suddenly looked up.

There was not a trace of confusion in those white eyes; instead, they revealed indifference and amusement as they looked down at him from above.

"You seem quite interested in me?"

"What a coincidence, me too..."

Not only his demeanor, but his tone of voice also changed, becoming low and oppressive. Although his appearance remained the same, he seemed like a completely different person!
"You're not Chu Heng, who are you?!"

Chen Mo took a step back and placed his palm on the hilt of the knife.

Seeing his tense expression, Chu Heng's lips curled up, and he slowly leaned forward.

"Although I was prepared, I never expected that you could actually do this."

"As the saying goes, a bowstring is bound to break when fully drawn, and a sword is bound to chip when sharpened. Everything in excess is as bad as deficiency. Be careful not to get yourself into trouble..."

Chen Mo frowned. "Are you Prince Yu?"

"It doesn't matter who I am."

Chu Heng chuckled and said, "Who you are is what matters most."

Just as Chen Mo was about to say something, suddenly, "Chu Heng's" expression changed slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"who?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body began to tremble violently, his expression shifted constantly, his pale eyes were bloodshot, and the veins on his neck bulged.

It looks like a struggle for control of the body.

Three breaths later, Chu Heng regained his composure.

Her eyelids drooped as she looked at Chen Mo, her gaze shifting from indifference to curiosity, as if she were admiring an incomparably precious work of art.

Then he opened his mouth, as if to say something.

But the voice was muffled and unclear, accompanied by strange, uneven tones, sounding like some kind of ancient incantation, which sent chills down one's spine.

"Something's wrong!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Chen Mo drew his Jade Shattering Blade and slashed directly at Chu Heng's neck!
Although taking action at this critical juncture might lead to serious trouble, he trusted his intuition; Chu Heng was in extreme danger at this moment! He had to strike first!
Swah——

The blade's energy swept past without any obstruction.

Heads flew high into the air, and blood gushed out like a fountain!

His head slammed to the ground with a thud, rolling several times, but his lips continued to move, and his pale blue eyes stared at him without blinking.

"Whoever it is, die!"

Chen Mo did not hold back; the silver dust dissipated and exploded with a bang!
The blazing flames engulfed the head and torso, turning them to ashes in the sweltering heat, and the strange incantation abruptly ceased at that moment.

"Ugh……"

A faint sigh could be heard in the air.

A deep voice echoed in my ear, its gender indiscernible: "I know you have many questions and uncertainties... Soon, when we meet, all your questions will be answered..."

Meet?

Chen Mo felt a tightness in his scalp.

What the hell is going on?!

This is the Imperial Prison, not even a fly could get in. How could someone control Chu Heng right under his nose? And two of them at that!

"Master Chen..."

"Master Chen?"

A voice called out.

Chen Mo suddenly came to his senses and saw Yu Dian standing beside him, looking at him with a puzzled expression.

"Lord Chen, are you alright? I've called you several times but you haven't responded..."

?

Chen Mo turned his head and looked over, then stopped and froze.

Chu Heng remained hanging on the rack, not beheaded, nor were there any raging flames. Throughout the entire ordeal, his sword was never drawn.

Looking into those empty eyes, still in a hypnotic state, it was as if everything just now was just an illusion.

"Impossible, it looks so real..." Chen Mo muttered to himself.

"What did you say?" Yu Dian was even more confused.

Chen Mo did not answer, and quickly walked to the table.

Pick up the recording stone, immerse yourself in it, and review the content you just recorded.

The scene flashed before his eyes, and at first everything seemed normal, matching his memories...

When he finally asked who wanted to kill Chu Heng, his body suddenly froze, and he stood motionless for a full half-incense stick's time.

"So, when I used my supernatural powers to control Chu Heng, some force pulled me into an illusion through his eyes?"

"What method is this?"

"Who is this person? Could they have been hiding inside Chu Heng all along?!"

Chen Mo's throat was a little dry, and a layer of cold sweat seeped out from his back.

I took a deep breath and forced myself to calm down.

One thing is certain at present:
The opponent's strength far exceeded his expectations. Whether he continued the interrogation or took direct action, it could lead to disaster!

"Lock Chu Heng in the Black Prison. No one is allowed to release him without my permission!" Chen Mo said in a deep voice.

The Black Prison is located at the deepest part of the dungeon. All the walls are made of demon-slaying stone. It is a place where one can only enter and not leave, and it is dark and sunless. It is the most strictly guarded place in the Imperial Prison, and only extremely dangerous criminals are imprisoned there.

Logically speaking, given Chu Heng's strength, he shouldn't be so cautious.

However, seeing Chen Mo's solemn expression, Yu Dian realized something was wrong. He did not question it and nodded, saying, "This subordinate will make the arrangements immediately."

After saying that, he raised his hand to signal, and two jailers dragged Chu Heng, who had already fallen into a coma, out.

After settling Chu Heng in, Chen Mo did not delay. He took the recording stone and left the prison, heading straight for the palace.

What just happened was no illusion. The best way to find out what really happened is to search the soul directly!

Chen Mo's first thought was of the Imperial Concubine, but he quickly abandoned the idea.

After all, Chu Heng's identity is special. If the Empress were to take action, it could very well result in a backlash against the nation's fate, and all the previous plans would be in vain.

But besides the Empress, who else could possess such methods? And dare to target members of the imperial family?

A figure appeared in Chen Mo's mind:
Princess Chu Yanli!
……

……

After entering the palace gates, we followed the palace path to the inner court.

Gazing at the winding red palace walls and the palace with its upturned eaves, Chen Mo hesitated for a moment before stepping inside.

Although he had given the princess a good beating last time, leaving her with a swollen bottom, that could only be considered self-defense at best... Now that we have serious business to discuss, I think the other party can distinguish between what is important and what is urgent.

Changning Pavilion remained deserted, and the empty courtyard appeared somewhat desolate.

Chen Mo walked through the courtyard and into the palace. Standing in the center of the main hall, he announced loudly, "Your Highness, I have important business to discuss with you!"

The sound echoed in the empty hall, but no one responded for a long time.

"Not here?"

Chen Mo frowned slightly and walked towards the inner hall.

All was quiet except for the echoing sound of footsteps.

He searched the area thoroughly but didn't see Chu Yanli. Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly heard a faint sound, as if someone was whispering. Following the sound, he arrived at the door of a bedroom.

He raised his hand and knocked, asking, "Your Highness, are you inside?"

There was no response for a moment.

"If you don't speak, may I just come in?"

Chen Mo reached out and pushed open the door, peering inside.

As soon as I opened the door, I was hit by a pungent smell of alcohol. The room was a mess, with empty wine jars piled up like a small mountain on the floor.

"Is he drunk?"

Chen Mo entered the room and walked around the screen.

Upon seeing the scene before him, he was stunned and stood there dumbfounded.

Chu Yanli lay on the bed, her clothes disheveled, revealing large expanses of her fair and delicate skin. Her right side was covered in golden scales, and through the glass-like scales, a seal could be clearly seen hanging inside her chest.

The seal emitted wisps of golden light, clinging to the meridians like roots, its tendrils deeply embedded within.

"It just had an attack a few days ago, how did it turn into this again?"

"Isn't this recurrence a bit too frequent?"

At this moment, Chu Yanli's eyes were closed, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and she was making indistinct moans. She looked to be in very bad condition.

Reason told Chen Mo that it was best not to meddle in other people's business.

If anything goes wrong, he might be dragged into it, which would be a truly undeserved disaster.

Just then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the blood-stained patch on his clothes. He carefully reached out and parted it, his expression momentarily stunned.

Above her chest, a piece of the neatly arranged scales was missing, as if it had been ripped off, and blood was constantly seeping from the wound, a shocking sight.

"so……"

"Did she become like this because she plucked a dragon scale for me?"

Chen Mo didn't understand why Chu Yanli would do this, but the facts were right in front of him. After a slight hesitation, he sighed helplessly, "Oh well, what can I do when I'm in this situation?"

He reached out and touched his forehead; it was burning hot, and the situation was worse than he had imagined.

Based on the previous experience, we should suppress the mutation first, otherwise we cannot use the life essence to heal the wounds.

Chen Mo activated the dragon energy within his dantian, and a wisp of purple light escaped from his fingertips, then continued to spread, enveloping Chu Yanli entirely.

Under the suppression of Ziji Qianyuan, the seal in her chest became flickering, the tightly wrapped tentacles loosened a bit, and the golden scales gradually disappeared.

Chu Yanli's tightly furrowed brows relaxed, and her breathing became calm and even.

Even after the alienation faded, the wound on his chest remained, so deep that the bone was visible, making it even more conspicuous against his fair skin.

"I really don't understand what's going on in this woman's head?"

As Chen Mo muttered to himself, he injected vital essence into Chu Yanli's body.

The wound healed very slowly, which shows how much damage removing the dragon scales had caused her.

"Um……"

Chu Yanli gave a soft snort.

In a hazy state, she felt a cool breeze, like rain falling on the desert, irrigating the parched land.

After calming down, her muddled mind regained a sliver of clarity, but the throbbing pain in her chest became even more pronounced, and she instinctively searched for the source of the coolness...

?

Chen Mo looked completely bewildered.

Before he could react, Chu Yanli grabbed his large hand and placed it inside her clothes—

"It hurts! Can you rub it for me?"

"..."

Delicate and lustrous, plump and upright.

Feeling the clear touch from his palm, Chen Mo's throat tightened.

Last time it was spanking, this time it's palm slapping. Why does this process feel so familiar?
It must be admitted that although this princess has a rather unpleasant personality, her figure is indeed top-notch. If one had to give a rating, she would be somewhere between a mature woman and an older sister figure...

A young, mature woman?
Chen Mo shook his head vigorously, trying to clear his mind of his complicated thoughts.

Now is not the time to be distracted. Once this woman wakes up, I'm afraid I won't be able to explain myself.

He tried to pull his hand back, but Chu Yanli held on tightly, refusing to let go no matter what.

Left with no other choice, Chen Mo could only grab it with all his might—

"Hmm~"

Chu Yanli shuddered and slowly opened her eyes.

Chen Mo withdrew his arm, sat up straight, and said calmly, "Your Highness, you're awake?"

"Who?!"

Her expression changed, and she abruptly stood up. Only after realizing it was Chen Mo did she breathe a sigh of relief.

"Why are you here?"

"I heard noises inside, but you didn't respond when I called you, so I took the liberty of coming in to check..." Chen Mo looked away, cleared his throat, and said, "Your Highness, you should tidy your clothes first."

Chu Yanli looked down.

Only then did she notice that her clothes were open, revealing a large expanse of white skin.

Noticing that the wound on his chest had healed seven or eight tenths, his eyes trembled slightly. He reached up and pulled up his collar, saying in a calm tone, "You were the one who helped me suppress the mutation just now? Didn't you say you weren't interested in me? Why are you meddling in other people's business?"

Chu Yanli glanced at him. "Could it be that you've changed your mind?"

Chen Mo shook his head and said, "It was just a small thing... Your Highness's condition is probably related to the dragon scale that Miss Lü sent, right?"

“There is indeed a connection.” Chu Yanli nodded and said, “These scales are formed from the fusion of dragon energy and my body, containing the original dragon nature. Forcibly pulling them out is equivalent to cutting off a piece of my soul.”

"I just didn't expect it to be this serious, probably because the injuries haven't fully healed..."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo's expression became slightly unnatural.

He really went a bit too far last time...

"Since it's such an important thing, why did Your Highness give it to me?" Chen Mo asked.

Chu Yanli said, "Chu Heng has been detained until now, and neither Qianji Palace nor Yuwang Mansion has made any move. This is obviously very abnormal."

“I have a strong feeling that something big is going to happen in the city soon, and you are at the center of the storm. It’s always good to have more means of self-defense.”

She blinked and said with a smile, "So, aren't you touched by how much I care about you?"

"..."

Chen Mo's eyelids twitched. "Ahem, Your Highness, please have some self-respect."

"Tch, how boring." Chu Yanli's smile vanished, and she snorted coldly. "You don't come here without a reason. Tell me, what brings you here?"

"When I interrogated Chu Heng today, some strange things happened..."

Chen Mo took out a recording stone, infused it with his true essence, and projected the image into the air. "Your Highness, please take a look first."

Chu Yanli watched the recording carefully and asked in confusion, "Is there something wrong?"

Chen Mo replayed the scene and then froze at the moment when he asked, "Who wants to kill you?" Chu Heng's eyes turned completely white. Although it only lasted for a moment, it was still recorded.

Then he recounted everything that had just happened in detail.

Chu Yanli's expression grew increasingly solemn. Looking into those white eyes, she said in a deep voice, "This is enough to prove that what you experienced was not an illusion. Chu Heng is indeed acting strangely... I think I know why Qianji Palace is so quiet."

(End of this chapter)