Chapter 874 - 880: Chen Mo: Happy Once Again

Chen Mo embraced the two Empresses on either side, striding quickly to the red lacquered divan carved with dragons and phoenixes.

Liang Ji’s exquisite face was already flushed like inebriation. Sensing the divan close by, she raised her phoenix eyebrows, her beautiful eyes full of shame and annoyance, scolding, "Are you crazy?"

The sides of Zhao Yushu’s fragrant and fair cheeks similarly reflected her embarrassment and annoyance, as she struggled slightly.

Without finishing his sentence, Chen Mo tilted his head and sealed Liang Ji’s plump, moist lips. Her face burned like fire, and she kept hitting Chen Mo’s shoulders, but he remained indifferent.

To better execute his intentions, Chen Mo first released Zhao Yushu. After taking his fill, he leaned to Liang Ji’s ear and whispered, "Doesn’t Yo-Yo like this?"

Without waiting for Liang Ji’s answer, amid her startled cry, Chen Mo gently laid her down on the divan.

At this moment, Liang Ji’s exquisite and charming figure struggled even more. Despite her magnificent face being overwhelmed with embarrassment and irritation, with her shoulders pinned by Chen Mo, she could only kick helplessly with her small feet.

This actually made things easier for Chen Mo, as Liang Ji had already kicked off her embroidered shoes without him needing to do it.

"Get off me." Liang Ji looked at Zhao Yushu, who appeared at a loss beside her, her heart pounding with inexplicable fear as she continued to struggle fiercely.

But just as she spoke, the young man in the emperor’s robe leaned in, tightly embracing her curvaceous waist.

Liang Ji’s face was burning hot; knowing she couldn’t change the situation, she stopped struggling, turned her head to the side, raised her hand, and closed her eyes, using her hand to shield them.

The night stretched long, but Chen Mo wasn’t in a hurry. Seeing the beauty had surrendered, he got up, grabbed one of Liang Ji’s slender legs, and deftly removed her white silk socks.

Liang Ji’s legs were straight and fair, soft and tender.

As the silk socks slid off, the sight of her delicate and alabaster feet, like tender bamboo shoots, created a sensuous impact that was utterly captivating.

"Why are you still frozen there? Come over," Chen Mo remembered something and glanced back at Zhao Yushu.

At this moment, Zhao Yushu’s cheeks were already burning, flushed like fire. As Chen Mo looked at her, an inexplicable rush spread through her limbs, leaving her in a state of flustered vulnerability.

Her expression faltered as she didn’t respond to Chen Mo’s words, or perhaps her mind couldn’t process his command, stalling.

In the next moment, she found herself lying beside Liang Ji without knowing how, with only fragmented memories flashing before her eyes.

Liang Ji, turning her head to Zhao Yushu’s side, just slightly parted her fingers from covering her eyes as that moment when her tiny toes were teased.

Then she witnessed Zhao Yushu, face blushing, removing her shoes and lying down beside her without any resistance, just following Chen Mo’s direction.

"This is too easy to bully. No wonder after Duke Menghe abandoned her, her first thought was to drown herself in the river," Liang Ji silently mocked to herself.

Why, even I feel tempted to bully her a little.

As Liang Ji muttered to herself, a warm breath approached her, and her lips were covered again by Chen Mo’s.

Liang Ji couldn’t help but shiver inwardly.

This man, why does he like kissing her mouth so much?

Doesn’t he find it tiring?

Chen Mo reached to undo the thin belt at her waist, pulled it lightly away, and cast it behind him, as Liang Ji let out a soft hum, not refusing him.

Soon after, Liang Ji found herself almost entirely undressed.

Most crucially, Chen Mo suddenly removed the hand shielding her eyes, leaving her no time to close them. Her beautiful eyes half-opened, looking at the young man in the emperor’s robe with her heart filled with shyness.

"Yo-Yo is truly adorable," Chen Mo said, chuckling as he gently caressed Liang Ji’s cheek.

"Do you want to die..." Liang Ji desired to bite Chen Mo; this man had just touched her foot and now was caressing her face. Although it was her body, it felt somewhat strange to her heart.

However, no sooner had she spoken than her lips were sealed once more by the young man.

Liang Ji: "..."

She felt her lips would swell from all the kissing.

Liang Ji ceased resisting her feelings, intertwining her fingers with Chen Mo’s, responding to his fervent kiss.

Meanwhile, Zhao Yushu, whose mind was no longer stalled, despite trying hard not to look, couldn’t help her peripheral vision from taking in the scene beside her. Her cheeks reddened with a rosy blush, flushed like intoxication.

At this moment, her mind was a tangled mess.

Before being divorced by Duke Menghe, even when their relationship was intimate, they were courteous as guests, although Duke Menghe had a few concubines beside her, he never let her share serving him with them.

Duke Menghe’s actions, meant as a display of respect and love for Zhao Yushu, were appreciated by her, but as time passed, a sense of something missing lingered unnoticed even by her.

Yet now, she felt a surge of inexplicable restlessness within her.

It was a rebellion against societal norms, a desire to try new things, to rebel.

Nonetheless, she would never acknowledge or admit such feelings.

Amid her chaotic thoughts, she caught a glimpse of Liang Ji from the corner of her eye...

Zhao Yushu’s mind was suddenly overwhelmed with a "boom," her fragrant and tender body relaxing uncontrollably, like a dam breached...

Seeing this, Chen Mo couldn’t help but pause, his expression full of surprise as he looked at Zhao Yushu.

This is just too...

Liang Ji noticed Chen Mo taking a break from his work, casting a look at the young man in the emperor’s robe, and seeing his eyes on Zhao Yushu, she followed his gaze.

Then, her expression matched Chen Mo’s.

Noticing their gaze, Zhao Yushu felt as heated as a boiling kettle, blushing from head to toe, shrieked, and wrapped herself entirely in the nearby quilt, even covering her head.

It’s over, it’s over.

I’ll truly have no face to see anyone ever again.

Her heart was filled with untold embarrassment.

To have lost herself at such a moment...

Chen Mo chuckled, shaking his head, knowing it wasn’t time to be distracted, refocusing on his task at hand.

No idea how much time passed.

Chen Mo tightly embraced Liang Ji’s voluptuous figure, gazing at her elegant and radiant face, kissing her once more.

Liang Ji gently circled her arms around Chen Mo’s neck, responding, her side-swept hair clinging sweatily to her cheeks, her eyelashes trembling slightly.