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Qiao Qiao's lips continued to curve as she walked towards Yu Hui. Her lips parted slightly, "You're wrong. The one you lost isn't me, nor is it them. It's you."

Yu Zihui secretly lowered his eyebrows, as if he was thinking about what Qiao still said. Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and snickered, echoing the words, "Perhaps, you're right."

"Empress, are you alright?" Qingwu and Xiu Luan looked at the wound on Qiao Qiao's neck with concern.

"It's fine. Push her down. The guards are in the Huijie Palace. Don't let her seek her death." Qiao Qiao still coldly raised his eyebrows and ordered Qingwu.

"Yes, this servant understands." As Qingwu responded, she pulled Yu Zihui, who had a sneer on his face, up, then turned to Qiao Qiao and asked in concern, "Your servant will send someone to call an imperial physician for esteemed wangfei?"

"No need, I'll deal with this minor injury myself." Joe answered with his still dim, downcast brows.

"Alright, the Empress should rest well." After saying that, Qingwu and Xiu Luan left with Yu Zihui, heading towards the Huijie Palace.

Qiao Qiao sat on the edge of the bed with a cold expression. Although Yu Ziyi wanted to poison her, he was not going to die. Moreover, when she and Yan Mo Chen arrived at Spirit Mountain, Yu Zihui would still be of use …

It was getting late in the night, and Joe still had a worried look on his face. Somehow, he wished that the play with Yu Zihui could continue. She was at a loss for what to do now that the scene had suddenly come to an end.

His thoughts were so deep that Joe did not even notice that there was someone at his side.

"Why don't you use an imperial physician to look at your injuries?" Yan Mo Chen frowned slightly as he held the Gold Sore Medicine and bandages in his hands. He spoke to Qiao Qiao while applying the medicine.

Qiao Qiao's eyes still flashed. With a calm tone, he said: "You've come. Didn't Qingwu say that you wouldn't be able to busy yourself with work tonight?"

"If I don't come over, are you going to let this blood flow?" There was a hint of anger in Yan Mo Chen's eyes. He lifted his hand to stroke Qiao's neck, which was still dripping with blood, and asked lovingly, "Does it hurt?"

Qiao Qiao's eyes were still moving slightly. When he heard Yan Mo Chen's gentle voice, his tone became soft and he said, "It doesn't hurt."

"Why didn't you dodge?" Yan Mo Chen asked as he raised his eyebrows doubtfully.

Qiao Qiao's face remained frozen. This fellow really thought that she was foolish, why didn't she avoid him when she was able to?

"I even thought that you, a woman, would be invulnerable to swords!" Perhaps Yan Mo Chen saw what Qiao was still thinking, and he sneered at her with a cold expression.

"Are you mocking me …" Joe's brows remained bowed, and he looked with slight annoyance at his handsome face, which was full of ill intentions.

"I didn't." Yan Mo Chen's mouth twitched, he used his hand to carefully wipe off the blood on Qiao Qiao's neck, his eyes filled with anger, "Why didn't you kill her?"

"I …"

"Considering your sisterhood, you can't do it?" Yan Mo Chen slightly raised his brows, interrupting Qiao Qiao's explanation.

"No." Qiao Qiao still shook his head. "In a few days, we will head to Spirit Mountain. We must bring her along."

"Take her?" Yan Mo Chen asked as he raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"Un, Spirit Mountain's terrain is dangerous, and the owner of the mountain is the old man with a strange technique." Un, Spirit Mountain's terrain is dangerous, and the master of the mountain is the old man with a strange technique.

Qiao Qiao still frowned slightly. Her words sounded very reasonable, but she was still able to console Yan Mo Chen.

In truth, her heart was very soft, simple and kind. She did not want to admit that Yu Hui was her enemy, and she did not want to hurt him at all, so that was why she found all kinds of results to persuade him to let her live …

"What are you laughing at?" Qiao Qiao's face still had a hint of guilt, but he tried his best to conceal it.

"It's nothing. Rene, let's go tomorrow." Yan Mo Chen's tone was gentle as he carefully bandaged Qiao Qiao's wound. His doting hands continued to stroke his hair that was as black as ink.

"Tomorrow? Why are you in such a hurry? " Qiao Qiao was still slightly taken aback. Normally, Mo Chen would wait for her to recover before leaving. Why did he have to make such a hasty decision? Could it be … Something big had happened in the imperial court?

"Don't you want to?" Yan Mo Chen raised his eyebrows and smiled warmly, hiding the trace of fatigue between his brows.

Qiao Qiao was still frowning. It seemed that something big had happened in the hall, or else Yan Mo Chen would not be so tired.

"Are you tired? Let's start tomorrow. Let's rest early today. " Since he wasn't willing to say it, she wouldn't pursue the matter further. The way the two of them get along was always, even if you don't want to say it, I understand …

"Alright." Yan Mo Chen nodded his head happily, then turned around and pulled Qiao Qiao into his embrace again. There was a hard object on his waist that had a huge erection.

Qiao still blushed slightly. He buried his head into Yan Mo Chen's chest but he still said softly, "No way …" "He …" As she spoke, she pointed at her slightly bulging belly.

Yan Mo Chen's face was filled with joy. Looking at how Qiao Qiao was still such a little woman, he did not look like he had ever seen her before. However, this look was quite tempting …

"What if I don't?" He stroked his body, his chin was already close to the tip of Qiao Qiao's nose as he jokingly said.

"No, I really can't …" Qiao Qiao's delicate body could not help but retract. She was afraid that Yan Mo Chen would ignore the baby in her womb and act recklessly.

"But …" I can't help it. " Seeing that Qiao Qiao was still so serious, Yan Mo Chen could not help but smile. This was the first time he felt that teasing this little woman was such a pleasant thing.

"How about you take care of it yourself?"

His expression was extremely serious, and his tone did not sound like he was joking at all. However, his words that seemed to be even more considerate of Yan Mo Chen caused his face to immediately turn red, and a mouthful of blood seeped out from his chest, forcefully suppressing it back into his stomach.

Yan Mo Chen couldn't help but frown. He really didn't know who this woman learned all these filthy thoughts from. She could even say such words.

"Don't learn from those people outside in the future!" There was a hint of anger on Yan Mo Chen's face, but he was too embarrassed to say it out loud, so he could only speak bitterly.

Qiao Qiao could not help but pout his lips. He did not expect Yan Mo Chen to look like a cold, cold, and shrewd man, but deep down, he was actually a pure, innocent man. He could not even accept a few words of ridicule.

"Did you hear that!?" Yan Mo Chen saw that Qiao Qiao's thoughts were still flying, he could not help but cold his face, he raised his decibels and shouted at her.

Qiao Qiao's body still slightly stiffened, then he burst out laughing as he replied repeatedly.

Yan Mo Chen then put away his cold face and put on a warm look. He carefully placed Qiao Qiao on the bed and said to her gently, "You sleep first, I'll go out for a walk."

"Aren't you going to sleep with me?" Qiao Qiao raised his brows as he asked, "It's already late, why are you going out to wander around?"

Yan Mo did not look happy. He stared at Qiao Qiao's belly which was still protruding high and said, "In order not to hurt him …"

Qiao Qiao's face was still red. She naturally understood what Yan Mo Chen meant. She could not help but stick out her tongue and wave at him, "Then, quickly go."

Yan Mo Chen was filled with hatred as he turned around and walked out of the palace. After taking a few steps, he stopped and turned around. Ignoring Qiao Qiao's still shocked eyes, he walked up and stood before him.

"You … "What?" Qiao Qiao's voice was still trembling slightly. Looking at the handsome face that was almost within reach, her slightly curled eyelashes kept blinking.

Yan Mo Chen's warm breath sprayed on Qiao Qiao's face. His lips trembled and with a wave of his hand, he tightly attached himself to the back of Qiao Qiao's head. His soft lips were attached to her lips, and when his lips touched her, it was as though thousands of sparks were ignited.

"Mmm mmm …" Qiao Qiao's eyes that were still filled with shock grew bigger and bigger. She kept pushing it away, afraid that Yan Mo Chen would not be able to hold it in anymore.

It was just that the kiss did not show any sign of ending under Joe's continued refusal, but instead became deeper and thicker.

Thus, she gave up on this pointless struggle. After all, refusing was no good, so she might as well enjoy it. However, this fellow's lips were indeed soft and sweet, like cotton candy …

Feeling Yan Mo Chen intentionally avoiding her protruding stomach, she laughed in her heart. It seemed that this fellow was impulsive, so he had some sense of propriety. At the very least, she was not afraid that he would lose control of her and force her …

Without enough time for her to think, the deeper the kiss went, the more it forced her back into reality.

The kiss was tranquil and cool, warm as fire, dark as the sky and earth.

It was only when Qiao Qiao was almost out of breath that Yan Mo Chen let go of the back of her head.

Their eyes met, their faces red.

"I …" "I'm going out for a walk …"

Yan Mo Chen stuttered as he immediately turned around and walked out. However, he was secretly angry in his heart, he did not expect that before he left, he had almost lost control of himself, almost injuring their child.

He could not help but grin, he did not expect that his resistance towards Ran Er was getting lower and lower. He just did not know, tonight with such a majestic appearance, would he be destined to stay up all night …