CHAPTER 710: CHAPTER 268: CHU YANLI FORCES THE MAN TO STAY! EMPRESS BABY HERO MAKES AN ENTRANCE! _2

Chu Yanli stopped speaking further and continued to gulp down drink after drink.

Chen Mo spoke up to remind her, "Your Highness, you’ve had too much to drink."

"This is nothing, just moistening my throat."

The Princess casually wiped the wine from her lips with her sleeve, and with a smile, said, "I heard you have quite the literary talent. Not only can you write books, but you also compose poetry. How did it go... ’My blossoms bloom to slay a hundred flowers’?"

"Though it’s incomplete, it has quite the vigor and speaks to my heart."

"But what does that line ’Raise a drink to the broken spear, and feel slightly sad’ mean? I’ve pondered over it repeatedly but still don’t quite understand."

"..."

You seem to know way too much...

Chen Mo felt awkward and said, "Just random writing, not to be taken seriously."

Chu Yanli earnestly continued, "Then seriously write one for me now, using the contents of this cup as the theme. If you dare to fool me, don’t even think about leaving tonight!"

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Chen Mo’s mouth twitched slightly.

Seeing she didn’t appear to be joking, his head began to ache.

With this woman’s personality, plus the catalyst of alcohol, there’s no telling what she might do.

"If I manage to write it, can I leave?" Chen Mo asked tentatively.

Chu Yanli replied, "Only if it satisfies me."

"Alright, I’ll do my best."

Hake Han was still relentlessly attacking his crotch, and Chen Mo felt his pants were about to be ruined.

He needed to resolve this quickly.

With his left hand pressing down on Hake Han, he dipped his right index finger in wine and, after a brief contemplation, wrote several lines on the table.

"Done."

"So fast? You didn’t just scribble nonsense, did you?"

Chu Yanli furrowed her brows.

The two were sitting facing each other; to see the writing clearly, she got up, moved beside Chen Mo, and leaned down closely.

Her black, glossy hair fell beside her neck, wafting a faint scent of soapwort. Chen Mo inadvertently glanced over, his expression suddenly stiffened.

Because the dress was too loose and lacked the cover of underwear, through the neckline he could clearly see a patch of snowy skin...

Hurriedly, he averted his gaze.

He didn’t expect the Princess to be quite endowed...

Normally she wore the Martial Robe, and it didn’t show; perhaps she bound it up?

"Great ventures arise among us, entering Jianghu, time fleeting by. Imperial ambitions, talked of with laughter, surreal is life...fooled by one drunken night?"

Chu Yanli gazed at the writing on the table, murmuring to herself, her eyes somewhat dazed.

Chen Mo originally considered copying something like "Drink Song," but felt it would be out of place; he didn’t wish to be seen as ruining the Great Yuan poetic scene...

He pondered, then opted for the poem "Life·Jianghu," but only transcribed half, figuring it would suffice for the Princess without being excessive.

"What’s the name of this poem?" Chu Yanli regained her senses and inquired.

"Uh, People in Jianghu," Chen Mo replied offhandedly.

"Good, what a People in Jianghu, I really like it," Chu Yanli nodded.

"Just a clumsy piece, not worth mentioning. As long as Your Highness enjoys it, that’s fine." Chen Mo picked up a cat and stood up, "It’s late now, not convenient for me to stay longer, I’ll take my leave."

As he was about to turn and leave, his body suddenly rose lightly, and he found himself landing on a nearby soft couch.

Before he realized it, Chu Yanli had already swiftly approached, straddling his waist with her legs, her hands on each side of his cheeks, looking down at him.

Chen Mo’s throat moved slightly, "Your Highness, what are you..."

"Don’t be tense, I’m just curious."

"Martial Arts, Array, Alchemy Technique, poetry... mastering all these, no matter how talented, one cannot reach such a level just past twenty."

Chu Yanli squinted her eyes, "Unless beneath this physical shell, another soul is hidden."

Chen Mo’s heart trembled slightly, his expression unchanged, shaking his head, "I don’t understand what Your Highness is saying... Your Highness just promised me that as long as the poem satisfied you, I could leave."

"Indeed, but I didn’t specify when you could leave."

"..."

Chu Yanli’s slender jade fingers grazed his chest, her breath scorching and hot, as if flames danced in her eyes, "To actually carry Dragon Qi without being assimilated, truly intriguing..."

"Chen Mo, how many secrets are you hiding?"

"Your Highness, you’re drunk."

"Hmm, a little, but since I’m already drunk, any antics would be understandable, right?"

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Beside them, Hake Han started grinding his teeth, his differently colored eyes emitting a chilling murderous aura.

Chu Yanli seemed to sense something, shivered, and whispered, "Strange, why does my back feel a bit chilly?"

However, under the influence of alcohol, she didn’t think much further and reached out to untie Chen Mo’s clothes, eager to explore the mystery of this body.

Tap, tap, tap—

At that moment, came the sound of hurried footsteps accompanied by an angry reprimand:

"Chu Yanli, release him now!"

"Hmm?"

Chu Yanli looked up to see two silhouettes standing at the entrance of the inner hall, it was the Empress and Sun Senior Palace Lady.

The Empress was still wearing a thin nightgown, her chest slightly heaving, looking as though she hadn’t had time to change before rushing over.

Following behind was Sun Senior Palace Lady, who upon witnessing the scene, looked somewhat dazed.

The Princess actually on a bed with Chen Mo...

This is too outrageous!

Chu Yanli tilted her head in confusion, "Yuchan, why are you here?"

"Get off him!"

The Empress’s back manifested the Seal Platform’s shadow, blazing golden light surged, directly blasting her away!

Then she quickly approached, inspecting Chen Mo closely to ensure his clothes were intact and unmarred, and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

In midair, Chu Yanli twisted her form, landing steadily on the ground unscathed.