Upon hearing this, Chen Mo’s expression froze instantly, and his face changed slightly as he said, "Consort Yu? When did you run into her, and who else was there?"

"It was just this morning when I went out with Zhen’Er, Miaozhen, and Prince De Ning," Ye Wanqiu replied truthfully.

Hearing this, Chen Mo asked again, "Did Zhen’Er and the others know about you guys?"

Ye Wanqiu shook her head and said, "When we met, both of us were quite surprised. Strangely, just as we were about to reveal each other’s identities, we both stopped. It seems Consort Yu was also brought out of the palace by someone..."

Saying this, Ye Wanqiu looked at Chen Mo with some concern, "Master, now that Consort Yu knows I’m not dead, what if she accidentally tells someone, what should we do?"

After all, there were conflicts between us, although they were resolved, and we even shared a bed. But women are unpredictable, and our relationship isn’t that close like sisters, which worries Ye Wanqiu a bit.

Chen Mo gently stroked Ye Wanqiu’s silky hair, "Don’t worry, even if she tells someone, it doesn’t matter. Now I have the ability to protect you all."

After all, Bianliang already had rumors about me and the Empress.

The matter with Ye Wanqiu seems trivial in comparison.

Moreover, Consort Yu wasn’t openly leaving the palace, so she probably wouldn’t dare to speak carelessly.

Of course, Chen Mo’s words were meant just to reassure Ye Wanqiu.

If it really gets exposed, it would still be troublesome.

Holding to the idea that less trouble is better than more, Chen Mo leaned down to kiss Ye Wanqiu on the forehead and smiled, "How about this, I have some connections with Quan Qiyang, and Consort Yu is his sister. I suppose her leaving the palace has something to do with Quan Qiyang. I’ll talk to him tomorrow and resolve this matter."

Ye Wanqiu nodded, then looked up again, "Master, I have a gift for you."

"What is it?"

"You... close your eyes first!" Ye Wanqiu said blushing, as this was her first time giving someone a gift. The previous sachet was something Chen Mo had asked for.

Chen Mo obediently closed his eyes without using Celestial Perception to peek.

Soon, he caught a whiff of an enchanting fragrance wafting into his nostrils.

"Alright, you can open your eyes now," Ye Wanqiu said softly, like pearls falling on a jade plate.

Chen Mo gently opened his eyes and saw Ye Wanqiu holding a green sachet, embroidered with mandarin ducks on its surface.

"Here," Ye Wanqiu handed the sachet to Chen Mo.

"Didn’t you give me a sachet before?" Chen Mo asked as he took a closer look.

"That’s... that’s not the same. Flip it over and see."

"Hmm?"

Chen Mo paused, flipped the sachet, and found the other side intricately embroidered with the word "Mo."

"So beautiful," Chen Mo praised, then took a deep sniff at his nose.

"As long as you like it." Seeing that Chen Mo liked it, Ye Wanqiu felt happy, as her efforts weren’t in vain.

"I love it," Chen Mo said, looking into Ye Wanqiu’s eyes, before replying, "But why do I smell two scents on this sachet?"

Ye Wanqiu froze for a moment, "No, I... I only put one."

"No, there’s definitely two," Chen Mo suddenly leaned close to Ye Wanqiu’s ear and whispered.

When she heard the word "two," Ye Wanqiu’s face flushed red because this sachet indeed came from her bosom. She huffed, "You... if you continue to say such things, I... I’ll ignore you."

Shifting from "I" to "this concubine" clearly suggested a seductive intent. Chen Mo’s gaze heated up, playfully saying, "Whether it’s nonsense, let me check, hehe."

"Don’t... come closer, if you come closer, I’ll call out..."

"Go ahead, even if you scream until your throat is hoarse, no one will come to save you." Chen Mo scooped up Ye Wanqiu horizontally, deciding to take a proper rest tomorrow.

"Knock, knock..."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, and the already dazed Ye Wanqiu instantly sobered up, hurrying to get out of Chen Mo’s arms.

Chen Mo activated the Ancient Heavy Pupils to take a look and found that it was Zhao Jiangning. He then picked Ye Wanqiu back up, laid her on the bedding, removed her embroidered shoes, and said, "Come in."

Zhao Jiangning pushed the door open and entered, carrying a small bundle, surprised to see Ye Wanqiu on the bed.

Someone had beaten her to it.

"Sister Wanqiu, you’re here! Then I’ll be off." Saying this, Zhao Jiangning intended to sneak away.

However, Chen Mo merely waved his hand lightly behind him, and the door closed with a bang.

"Master, you..." Zhao Jiangning panicked.

If it were Luo Zhen or Xu Miaozhen on the bed instead of Ye Wanqiu, Zhao Jiangning wouldn’t have been this flustered.

But knowing Ye Wanqiu’s identity made Zhao Jiangning feel awkward every time she saw her, let alone in this situation.

"You’re already here,"

Chen Mo turned and approached Zhao Jiangning, also lifting her up horizontally. The bundle in her hand fell to the ground.

Chen Mo placed her beside Ye Wanqiu.

At this point, both started to resist.

Ye Wanqiu wanted to get up but was pressed down by Chen Mo, her mouth blocked, and under Chen Mo’s invasion, her gaze turned dreamy like a spring.

Zhao Jiangning tried to seize the opportunity to run but was pulled back by Chen Mo and received a smack on her bottom.

This made Zhao Jiangning dare not run, obediently watching Chen Mo tease Ye Wanqiu.

Moments later, Zhao Jiangning got up to close the window and latch the door, picking up the fallen bundle. She walked over to Chen Mo and opened it, whispering, "Master, I bought you a gift... Ah ah..."

Just as she finished speaking, Zhao Jiangning was pulled onto the bed by Chen Mo and placed atop Ye Wanqiu, scattering the bundle’s contents on the floor.

Chen Mo ignored that and had Ye Wanqiu embrace Zhao Jiangning.

...

...

In the rustling, the lamp burned out at some point, and the strange sounds continued until dawn.

...

"So, how do I look?"

Chen Mo changed into the robe Zhao Jiangning gave him and spun around in front of the two women.

Chen Mo, with his handsome face, sword-shaped eyebrows, and starry eyes, wore a dark round-neck brocade robe with hidden patterns. The dark gold bracelet on his wrist and the tiger’s mouth on his belt gave him an extraordinary look, while the sachet hanging at his waist added to his charm.

"Master looks good in anything," Zhao Jiangning said affectionately.

Ye Wanqiu nodded in agreement.

It seemed that the two had just gotten up to help Chen Mo dress, wearing only white undergarments with disheveled hair. However, their natural beauty made them appear even purer in this unwashed state.

The perfect collarbone and white curve seemed deliberately exposed to Chen Mo’s eyes.

But Chen Mo no longer had the intention to savor further and instead picked up the Jade Bottle from the table, planning to inquire about the Blood Particle details with Xiao Jiu.