Chen Mo's mind went blank, as if a sword appeared before him, approaching extremely slowly, yet his whole body was frozen, unable to evade.
He didn't even have the courage to dodge, only able to watch helplessly as the sword aimed at him.
The next moment, the imagined death didn't come; instead, a terrifying sword intent filled his mind, carrying the aura of destruction and slaughter.
However, this destruction and slaughter didn't directly bring blood, but behind it was an endless blood light.
"Hey, what's wrong with you? Did you really understand the sword intent?" Seeing Chen Mo in a daze, Zhao Fujin gently patted Chen Mo's shoulder.
At the moment Chen Mo turned his head, Zhao Fujin's eyes narrowed as she sensed a terrifying sword intent descending. Although it disappeared in an instant, she clearly captured it.
"Did he... really understand it? Can't be real, right?" This time, it was Zhao Fujin's turn to be dumbfounded, but her expression quickly resumed to normal.
"Your Highness is joking." Chen Mo bowed and chuckled.
"You have a big secret on you." Zhao Fujin stared intently into Chen Mo's eyes.
Upon hearing this, Chen Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he immediately said, "I don't understand what Your Highness is talking about."
"Don't worry, I'll keep it a secret for you, you can tell me." Zhao Fujin said somewhat excitedly.
Chen Mo squinted his eyes: "I don't know what Your Highness means by this."
"So stingy, if you're not going to say it, then fine, really boring. Remember, next time when going out of the palace, remember to take me with you." Zhao Fujin said.
"If there's a chance, I will." Chen Mo replied respectfully, and with that, he once again turned and touched, not the stone platform this time, but the statue itself.
[Ding! Golden Talent expanded!]
Chen Mo's eyes lit up.
...
Chen Mo first followed Zhao Fujin to the Fengyang Pavilion, where she used xuan paper to make rubbings of the text on the Bronze Small Bell, intending to ask about it at the Imperial College tomorrow, and then she gave him the technique of the Object Manipulation Skill.
Subsequently, Chen Mo, holding the Bronze Small Bell, returned to Weiyang Palace.
Just arriving at the main gate of Weiyang Palace, he was blocked by Wang Ying, who said angrily: "Little Chen! You're finished."
Chen Mo's expression changed, and he tightened his grip on the Bronze Small Bell in his sleeve.
"Little Chen, you're daring, actually taking Fujin out of the palace. The Empress found out and told me to have you see her as soon as you return. Little Chen, you're done for." Wang Ying said, waving the Duster at Chen Mo.
To be honest, hearing this, Chen Mo's legs felt weak; indeed, the incident was discovered, secretly taking Fujin out of the palace, this is a serious crime.
Who isn't afraid of death?
Chen Mo swallowed hard.
He doesn't even know how he ended up walking to the Empress's bedroom.
Palace Maid Cai'Er lifted the beaded curtain, allowing Chen Mo inside, then Cai'Er went to wait in the outer hall.
Upon entering, Chen Mo heard a sharp shout: "Little Hongzi, do you understand your crime?"
Chen Mo raised his eyes slightly and saw a beautiful woman reclining leisurely on the Phoenix Couch, although her clothing was loose and extremely proper, it wrapped around a delicate and graceful figure, exuding charm.
Her beautiful eyes were long and narrow, her face enchanting yet suppressed by a noble and dignified aura, presenting a budding feeling.
Chen Mo immediately knelt down and trembled as he said: "Your servant understands the crime!"
"Understand the crime? If it weren't for me having Wang Ying call you here, perhaps you wouldn't even plan to confess to me, right?" Xiao Yunxi's voice was momentarily cold, then she said: "Do you think you can hide it from me? You must know, in this vast Imperial City, if I want to know something, there's nothing I can't find out..."
"Your servant does not dare." Chen Mo replied in fear.
"Do not dare, what do you not dare? At the moment you took Fujin out of the palace, did you not consider the consequences?" Xiao Yunxi coldly said.
"Yes..." Chen Mo originally intended to say it was Zhao Fujin who threatened him to take her out of the palace, but he thought they were mother and daughter, saying this would offend both.
"What is it? Speak." Xiao Yunxi frowned, her eyes filled with killing intent.
"It's... your servant's fault, no matter how Empress wants to punish, your servant accepts it." Chen Mo said.
"Why? Do you feel wronged?"
"No."
"Good that you don't." Xiao Yunxi's icy tone suddenly softened a little, and she berated: "Recently, there are rebel forces moving in Bianliang City, if something happened to Fujin, could you bear the responsibility?"
"Your servant accepts the punishment."
"Punishment is inevitable; however, considering this is your first offense and nothing happened to Fujin, I'll spare your life."
As she spoke, Xiao Yunxi's tone turned cold again, and she said: "Wang Ying."
"Your servant is here." Wang Ying was waiting just outside the hall, and upon hearing Xiao Yunxi's words, he bent over and quickly walked inside.
"Take Little Hongzi and flog him a hundred times." Xiao Yunxi said.
"Yes." Wang Ying hurriedly called for two eunuchs to drag Chen Mo away when Xiao Yunxi added, "He still needs to cook for me."
Wang Ying paused, being Xiao Yunxi's close eunuch, naturally understood the meaning of her words, and felt surprised.
Chen Hong actually took Fujin out of the palace.
In theory, even if he doesn't die, he should be skinned alive by the punishment.
Yet it was just a hundred flogging.
Moreover, the meaning behind these words was clearly not to flog too hard, not the kind that keeps him bedridden.
"Yes." Wang Ying nodded.
"Leave now." Xiao Yunxi waved her hand.
...
Soon.
Chen Mo's wailing echoed in Weiyang Palace.
This wasn't Chen Mo pretending.
The blows were truly painful.
After a hundred lashes.
The robes at the position of Chen Mo's buttocks were stained red with fresh blood.
...
Meanwhile.
Elsewhere.
The night was deep.
In a large mansion in Bianliang.
Under a locust tree, a dignified man wearing a brocade robe with an embroidered Immortal Crane on it looked up at the night sky.
Behind him, a middle-aged man knelt on one knee.
If Chen Mo were here, he would surely recognize this middle-aged man as the owner selling the Bronze Small Bell.
"Sir, the Red Sun Bell was bought by a small eunuch from the palace. Our people followed him and found that the small eunuch is from Weiyang Palace. The palace maid beside him is actually Fujin."
"Xiao Yunxi..." the dignified man's brows furrowed, and he said: "This matter indeed involves the Imperial Family; they are still eyeing our Nan Zhou treasure..."
As he said this, the dignified man's fingers clenched into a fist, making cracking sounds.
After a moment, the dignified man said: "Xiao Yunxi is in charge of the Inner Treasury, send someone to notify Noble Consort to probe Xiao Yunxi."
"Yes."
With the middle-aged man leaving, the dignified man also turned around, extending a hand from his sleeve, opening his fingers to reveal a Bronze Small Bell in his palm.
It was almost identical to the Bronze Small Bell purchased by Chen Mo.
...
Weiyang Palace.
Maid's Room.
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