I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon-Chapter 276 - 133: People Change, Wife Change! The Empress’s Role Play! (6K)_2

Chapter 276: Chapter 133: People Change, Wife Change! The Empress’s Role Play! (6K)_2

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A quarter of an hour later.

Chen Mo fell into a deep sleep.

Feeling his steady breathing, the Empress gently removed his large hand, lifted her arm, and finally freed herself from this little thief’s embrace.

The tingling sensation had yet to fade, and her legs were still a bit weak.

She stood up, leaning on the bedpost, looking at the man lost in dreamland, her phoenix eyes filled with shame, anger, and annoyance.

Being kind enough to cover him with a quilt almost turned me from a good person into a married woman...

"If it weren’t for your unclear mind, I would’ve punished you properly!"

"Hmm? Wait a minute..."

"I just pretended to be his fiancée. In his muddled state, he must think he was dreaming. What if he asks me to fulfill my promise when he wakes up?"

"Wouldn’t that mean he took advantage of me for nothing?!"

Before taking the stage, she personally promised Chen Mo that if he won the Martial Arts Champion, she would grant him one request.

Originally, she planned to let him press her shoulders like last time and call it a day, but she didn’t expect the battle to be so intense!

This little thief fought so desperately, even at the cost of burning his Essence Blood. If she didn’t give him some reward, he might not let it go...

The Empress rubbed her forehead, feeling more and more at a disadvantage as she thought about it...

"Forget it, I’ll postpone it as long as I can..."

Just as she turned to leave, her gaze fell on the full-length bronze mirror in the corner, and she couldn’t help but stop in her tracks.

In the mirror, the woman’s cheeks were tinged with a drunken blush, as tantalizing as a ripe peach, with eyes like autumn waters rippling with light.

Her hair was slightly disheveled, a few strands falling by her neck, her luxurious palace gown a bit messy, the neckline slightly open, half-concealing and half-revealing, her delicate collarbone and fair, rounded shoulders visible.

Her demeanor carried a mixture of shyness and innocence, yet exuded an enchanting allure.

There wasn’t an ounce of the dignity befitting the Eastern Palace Empress; instead, she more resembled a lovestruck maiden.

The Empress pressed her burning cheeks, her expression complicated and confused, finally ending in a long sigh.

"What a sinful entanglement..."

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The next day, at midday.

Bright sunlight filtered through the window lattice into the room, and Chen Mo gradually woke up, propping himself up on the bed.

Scanning his surroundings, he realized he was lying on a rosewood canopy bed, surrounded by luxurious drapes, his body bare, covered by a small brocade quilt embroidered with flying phoenixes...

"Is this... the Imperial Palace?"

"How did I end up here?"

Chen Mo recalled the events of the previous day.

He was participating in the Heavenly Human Martial Exam, fiercely battling Shi Yun on the stage, tearing apart the Arhat Golden Body, then fell into a coma due to severe exhaustion...

It seemed that the Empress must have brought him back.

"But how come I remember sleeping at the Chen Mansion last night, with Zhixia in my arms... Could it have been a dream? But it felt too real..."

Chen Mo seemed to still feel the sensation lingering in his palm.

Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his brain, interrupting his thoughts, his temple throbbing incessantly.

He sat cross-legged, pointing his five hearts to the sky, and his Divine Sense delved into the Spirit Platform.

The light of the Golden Body Miniature appeared somewhat dim, the black ancient seal on its surface faintly visible.

That bald donkey’s methods were indeed strange, forcing Chen Mo to use "Soul Slash" twice, nearly depleting the Soul Power in the Purple Mansion and inflicting injuries on his Divine Soul.

Fortunately, the Soul Suppressing was protecting his body, so the injuries weren’t severe. With the Mastery of the Supreme Heart-Cleansing Mantra, he estimated about half a month for recovery.

Besides this, his physical body was also in a state of exhaustion.

All three acupoints had exploded simultaneously, unleashing the Qi Blood Power stored within.

Though his strength had significantly increased, it placed a substantial burden on his body.

With his current state, he could maintain a fully opened three-acupoint state for only a quarter of an hour; afterward, he’d be completely drained, easily at the mercy of others.

He wouldn’t easily use it unless at a critical juncture.

"No wonder you’re the first on the Cloud Top Ranking, pushing me to use all my trump cards and still almost losing... Definitely not an ordinary Fourth Rank..."

Chen Mo mused quietly.

The disparity in strength displayed by Shi Yun was enormous.

Compared to the step-by-step miraculous power, with every word becoming reality, the initial attempt to use the soul technique for "hypnosis" seemed disgracefully trivial.

Moreover, his demeanor felt strangely disjointed...

In the original plot, Shi Yun appeared in the mid to late stage, as the head disciple of Wuwan Temple, acclaimed as the most promising genius in five hundred years to achieve the Nirvana Realm.

"The division of cultivation levels in Buddhism is somewhat unique."

"Nirvana signifies the attainment of enlightenment and transcendence, merging with Buddhist teachings, possessing countless manifestations, where even a blade of grass or a tree can be enlightened, and every action embodies compassion."

"His power should surpass that of a Grandmaster, roughly equivalent to the level of the Daoist Venerable of Tianshu Pavilion."

"Wuwan Temple isn’t as simple as it seems, and the creators have planted many foreshadowings, planning a future expansion, but I won’t have the chance to play it..."

Chen Mo shook his head helplessly.

Because he understood the plot, he could rapidly grow stronger; because he grew stronger, his influence on the plot was greater, and because the plot changed so much, the subsequent storyline became increasingly unpredictable...

So, the more he understood the plot, the less he understood it.

However, one thing was certain: Her Majesty the Consort, as the final boss, was definitely a top-tier powerful existence.

Clinging tight to the Empress’s leg was the right move!

Knock knock knock—

At that moment, there was a knock on the door.

Chen Mo spoke up: "Come in."

The door opened, and a palace servant dressed in a green shirt and skirt entered, holding a white porcelain bowl. She approached the bedside and softly said through the curtain: "Mr. Chen, it’s time to take your medicine."