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After bidding Esteemed Empress Hui farewell, the journey was quite peaceful. At least they didn't run into any empress delaying them. In less than a quarter of an hour, the carriage had safely stopped in front of the Palace's entrance.

"This humble servant will send young lady here. Young lady, you should enter quickly." Eunuch Zhao said to Qiao Qiao with a calm face.

Still not answering, Qiao Qiao lifted the corner of her skirt and pushed open the tightly shut doors of the palace, walking slowly inside.

At this moment, Yan Mo Chen was sitting alone in the palace hall. His face was cold as he flipped the memorial in his hand. He couldn't help but frown. He heard the sound coming from the door and looked over, but what he saw was …

Her lips were slightly red, and she was wearing a playful pink muslin dress. She had a wide collar, wide sleeves, and a neck that extended to her chest that faintly revealed her fair skin. A wave of blood surged out from Yan Mo Chen's chest, and her body was filled with a majestic aura.

What a wonderful person! "This was simply a combination of a fairy and a witch. It had the face of a fairy and the body of a seductress.

Yan Mo Chen stood up and walked down from the main hall without waiting for Qiao. He carried Qiao on his shoulder and headed straight for the inner hall of the Palace.

Qiao Qiao's heart was still cold. She wanted to see what kind of expression Yan Mo Chen, who was as calm as a mountain, would have once she spoke.

With a 'peng' sound, Yan Mo Chen threw Qiao Qiao's small body onto the bed. He could not help but grimace and curse.

"You sure are impatient." Yan Mo Chen smiled.

Joe kept his mouth shut and did not open his mouth to reply.

"What is it? Your normally eloquent mouth has become so quiet today? " Yan Mo Chen chuckled, his eyebrows raised high, he slowly moved closer, and when his face was only a few centimeters away from Qiao Qiao's, his feather-like eyelashes lightly brushed across Qiao's still delicate skin.

Qiao Qiao still didn't even think as he fiercely bit down on the lower lip that was about to be deeply kissed.

"Hiss ~" Yan Mo Chen was caught off guard and he couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. His lips curled up into an evil smile, "Although it's quieter, it's still that disobedient little wild cat."

Once he said that, he tightly gripped Qiao Qiao's hands, and fiercely spoke into her small, disobedient mouth.

In a split-second, Yan Mo Chen's satisfied face turned purple. The burning sensation in his mouth was unbearable. He pushed Qiao Qiao away and took a few sips from the ground.

"What are you talking about!" Yan Mo Chen said coldly.

"Heh ~" Qiao once again sneered.

"How disgusting." Yan Mo Chen stared at Qiao Qiao with disgust, he flicked his sleeves and left.

Just as he was about to get down from the bed and leave, he saw Yan Mo Chen returning, and beside him were two palace maids.

"Wash this girl clean." he said, his face cold.

"Yes." When the two palace maids received the order, they immediately carried the bathtub into the inner palace.

Qiao Qiao was still staring at the palace maid who moved her hands and feet very quickly. She could not help but turn pale. She thought that Yan Mo Chen had let her go after losing his interest. She did not expect him to let her bathe here!

"How about this, I'll wash myself. All of you go out first." Qiao Qiao still had an extremely awkward expression as he looked at Yan Mo Chen and the two palace maids beside him. He could not help but laugh to himself. Since Yan Mo Chen was so unwilling to let her go, then don't blame her for revealing her final trump card.

"All of you can leave first." Yan Mo Chen waved his hand towards the two palace maids.

Waiting for the two palace maids to leave, Yan Mo Chen did not move at all, but stared at the slightly red face of Qiao who was lying on the bed with interest.

Qiao Qiao glanced over and spoke kindly to Yan Mo Chen, "You might not understand what I mean, but I mean that you should go with them."

"Why?" Yan Mo Chen stood with his hands behind his back.

Why? Could it be that it was logical for a little girl like her to bathe in him, and a man to stand there and watch?

However, under the influence of others, she understood the principle of restraint. Afterwards, she slowly opened her mouth, her voice was extremely soft, as if she was thinking of a reason that could convince him, "Because …"

"It's not the first time I've seen your body. Are you still shy?" Yan Mo Chen looked at the steaming water in the cask with a cold gaze. He could not help but lose his patience. "If you still do not take a bath, I will personally help you."

When Yan Mo Chen said those first words, Qiao Qiao's white face was still so red that he could squeeze out a plate of chili sauce. He was really boasting. Didn't he say that he had seen her once or twice? Wasn't it the same as that night?! Moreover, once the candles were extinguished and the lamps were in the dark, no one could clearly see anything!

"During the Qing Jue Palace period, my cultivation went berserk …" Yan Mo Chen could see what Qiao was still thinking. He could not help but stand behind the wooden barrel and give a faint reminder.

"Ah, I know!" Qiao Qiao was still shocked and immediately interrupted Yan Mo Chen's words, afraid that he would continue speaking and remind her of some embarrassing and infuriating incident. Moreover, she had almost forgotten about that incident, why did this fellow bring it up again!

"Alright, go wash up." Yan Mo Chen calmly raised his hand.

Joe was still frowning, his fingers accidentally touching the mustard in her sleeve.

"What are you waiting for? You really want me to help you? " Yan Mo Chen urged.

"No, yes …" I have a habit before I bathe! " Qiao Qiao suddenly smiled and said to Yan Mo, trying to curry favor with him.

"What habit?" Yan Mo Chen frowned.

"That's right, you have to wipe your body's milk before taking a bath. That's right! "Wiping the body milk." Joe continued to nod, confirming his own nonsense.

"Body milk?" Yan Mo Chen was stunned, he had never heard of such a thing.

"Right, after I rub it on my body, I will be bathing. There will be a unique fragrance on my body, so I …" Qiao Qiao still lowered his head and said with a shy expression.

"Where can I find some body milk?" Yan Mo Chen's attitude towards Qiao Qiao was still filled with impatience, but his tone had a hint of compromise.

"I'll bring it!" Joe still snickered and pulled out the mustard from his sleeve.

Yan Mo Chen, who had never seen a mustard tube before, naturally did not know what Qiao still held in his hand. He actually listened to her words and nodded his head.

"Rub it."

Qiao Qiao was still as happy as a child who had received a toy. After that, he raised his sleeve, squeezed out some mustard, and wiped it on her snow-white skin.

"Hiss ~" Qiao Qiao couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air. The taste of this mustard on her body was a burning pain, but before she could think about it, she had already smeared an entire tube of mustard powder on her arms, neck, and ankles.

"You're done?" Yan Mo Chen glanced at her and asked impatiently.

"Alright, that's good." Qiao Qiao said as he got off the bed, pretending to walk towards the wooden barrel.

"Ah..." Before he could reach the barrel, Qiao Qiao still looked at his arm and shouted loudly. Then, he saw that she seemed to have contracted a strange disease and was continuously grabbing onto his arm.

Yan Mo Chen's cold eyes narrowed and he immediately walked forward. He lifted Qiao Qiao's arm that still could not stand it and saw that her fair and delicate skin was already swollen red. The specks of red light were even more terrifying.

"Someone, summon the imperial physician!"

Qiao Qiao still endured the strange itchiness coming from her body with a pained expression on her face. As Yan Mo Chen hugged her onto the bed, she closed her eyes and sighed in her heart.

It seems like she wasn't able to return to the cold palace previously. She thought that Yan Mo Chen would let her go after sensing the heavy scent in her mouth, but in the end, he still forced her to use his ultimate move …

Not to mention the fact that her entire body was covered with mustard, even a few random sniffs would cause her to sneeze continuously. Today, she was facing Yan Mo Chen with an indomitable mindset, as if she would rather die than bring this mustard that could save her life and destroy it before she left.

"How is it?"

In a daze, Qiao Qiao could still hear Yan Mo Chen's concerned voice beside her. She couldn't help but pout her lips. This cold and ruthless man still cared about her? Could it be that he didn't understand who was responsible for her transformation into her current appearance!?

"Reporting to the emperor, this young lady seems to be allergic to mustard. This old subject will prescribe some medicine for young lady, and after taking it regularly, everything will be fine." The imperial physician rose to his feet and slowly replied.

Mustard allergy? Yan Mo Chen frowned, when did this woman eat the mustard? With a cold and handsome face, he could not help but turn to the guard beside him and say:

"Go check what the food is tonight and what the cold palace has to offer."

"Your Majesty, from what this old official sees, this lady didn't take mustard, but …" The imperial physician was also puzzled. Logically speaking, if one were to take the mustard, it would only result in itching and spots of red pox. However, the swelling all over his body …

"But what?" Yan Mo Chen frowned as he looked impatiently at the imperial physician's face while deep in thought.

"I smeared mustard on my body instead." The imperial physician finally voiced the doubts in his heart.

"What?" Yan Mo Chen was stunned, could it be that the woman said she was going to rub some milk off her body, and she was wiping it with mustard? It seemed like this woman knew that he was allergic to mustard, so she intentionally smeared it on him!

As he thought about it, Yan Mo Chen's eyes turned cold. This woman was willing to make him look like this, but not willing to serve him? Good! He wanted to see how long she could last.

The imperial physician stood at the side and felt the surrounding temperature grow colder and colder. He carefully raised his head to look at Yan Mo Chen's face as his heart trembled uncontrollably …

"All of you, go down." Yan Mo Chen waved his hands and stood beside Qiao Qiao's bed, his hands behind his back, a pensive look in his eyes.