I Became the Devil Queen's Heart Demon
Chapter 183 - 109: Your Highness, Don’t Move! I Can’t Hold On Any Longer! (6K)

Chapter 183: Chapter 109: Your Highness, Don’t Move! I Can’t Hold On Any Longer! (6K)

Chen Mo and Lin Jingzhu strolled along the cobblestone path, with lush green grass on both sides and clusters of splendid flowers.

Inside the courtyard, the rocks were strewn about, creating a serene and elegant atmosphere, with a clear spring babbling through, occasionally disturbed by fish leaping out of the water, splashing droplets in all directions.

"Miss."

"Good to see you, Miss."

The passing maids and servants bowed courteously, their gazes covertly curious as they examined Chen Mo, almost as if they were looking at some rare species.

Lin Jingzhu glared at them and then apologetically said, "I’m sorry, Mr. Chen, we seldom have male visitors at home, so the servants are not used to it and might seem a bit rude..."

Chen Mo replied with a smile, "It doesn’t bother me. I’m used to it. After all, a man as outstanding as myself stands out like a firefly in the dark no matter where I am."

"Pfft..."

Lin Jingzhu couldn’t help but chuckle.

This person had absolutely no modesty...

But then again, he really was quite handsome.

Chen Mo was the type who looked slender with clothes on, but was muscular underneath.

Dressed in a dark robe with subtle patterns, discreet and understated, coupled with his exceptionally handsome face, he truly resembled a clear and dashing scholar, no wonder those maids couldn’t take their eyes off him.

However, only Lin Jingzhu knew that beneath this dark robe lay a savagely muscular physique.

"In fact, Mr. Chen looks even better without his clothes..."

Lin Jingzhu pursed her lips, feeling her ears warm up.

Chen Mo was unaware of her inner thoughts, he looked around and asked in confusion, "It seems I haven’t seen a single man along the way?"

Lin Jingzhu nodded, "From the steward to the house guards, all are women at the Lin Residence."

"After that battle fifteen years ago, our family was left sparse, with only a few female relatives remaining. It’s more convenient this way, and it saves on idle gossip."

Chen Mo fell into silence.

Originally, the Lin Family was a prestigious martial family with notable achievements.

Fifteen years ago, the Barbarian Tribe invaded from the south, threatening the very foundation of the Da Yuan Country.

Lin Wei, the Right Army Leader General at the time, stepped forward resolutely, volunteering to fight, with all the men of the family donning armor and rushing to the battlefield to defend the nation.

Commanded to hold off the Barbarian Tribe in Qingyang State, Lin Wei was outwitted by the Barbarian Prince Har Chi, leading to a pincer assault that ultimately resulted in their full-scale demise on the battlefield, with only mutilated corpses returned.

At that time, Lin Jingzhu was still an innocent child, and the Lin Family had already been torn apart.

"I’m sorry," Chen Mo said softly.

He had asked casually and did not expect to uncover such painful memories.

Lin Jingzhu shook her head with a smile, "It’s nothing, after so many years, it’s all in the past. I remember my father used to say, ’A martial artist should die on the frontier, and his body be returned wrapped in his steed’s hide.’ To die in battle is perhaps the ultimate destiny of a warrior."

Chen Mo sighed silently upon hearing this.

Lin Jingzhu preferred to work as an arduous arrest officer rather than enjoy the leisure of a wealthy daughter, seemingly influenced by Mr. Lin.

Moreover, with the relentless Chill Toxin raging within her, believing her lifespan to be limited, she was more indifferent towards life and death than most.

"In fact... the Chill Toxin in your body isn’t completely beyond cure," Chen Mo pondered aloud.

"Mr. Chen, do you have a way?"

Lin Jingzhu’s eyes brightened upon hearing this.

She was aware of Chen Mo’s capabilities; when her Chill Toxin had erupted in the past, she was in a critical condition, yet Chen Mo had managed to sustain her life with his Essence.

Although she was naturally carefree, who wouldn’t prefer to live if given the choice?

Chen Mo said, "The Chill Toxin is hidden within your Innate Essence. If you undergo Washing the Marrow by driving out the chill with the power of Qi-Blood, you will naturally recover."

"Washing the Marrow?"

Lin Jingzhu sighed, "My master said the same thing, but the conditions are too harsh; it seems that it would take an immensely fortuitous opportunity to make it possible."

Chen Mo thought for a moment, then said, "Stretch out your hand."

Lin Jingzhu, puzzled, did as told and extended her right hand.

Chen Mo grasped her soft, fair hand, and before she could react, she felt a scorching heat spread from her palm, climbing along her arm.

In an instant, her hairs stood on end, her pores opened up, visibly releasing chill!

"?! "

Lin Jingzhu was incredulous, "Mr. Chen, how did you do this?"

Chen Mo had harnessed the Qi-Blood power from the Labor Palace Acupoint, combined with a trace of Glazed Fire’s warmth, and infused it into her body, sweeping along the meridians to forcefully expel the Chill Toxin.

This approach was too brutal and crude, for sure leaving hidden injuries, so he also continuously repaired the damaged meridians with Vitality Essence.

It was initially a simple trial, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be effective...

Lin Jingzhu blinked, realization dawning, "I get it now, you told me before, this is the strength of a husband!"

"..."

Chen Mo tugged at the corner of his mouth, "Something like that."

Lin Jingzhu looked at that handsome face, her eyes shimmering with an uncommon luster.

"Mr. Chen, are you my destined opportunity?"

Their hands were still joined together, and noticing the surprised looks from those around them, her cheeks flushed a light pink as she said, "It’s not quite appropriate here, please come with me, Mr. Chen."

Lin Jingzhu led Chen Mo to the east wing.

Standing in front of the room’s door, Chen Mo hesitated, "Is this your boudoir? It doesn’t seem proper for me to enter."

Lin Jingzhu bit her lip and replied, "A martial artist doesn’t bother with trivial formalities, I don’t mind, what’s there to fear, Mr. Chen? Besides, we’ve both slept on the same bed before..."

"..."

Chen Mo had no retort.

He followed her into the room, which was clean and tidy, with only a few simple pieces of furniture, and not even a vanity table, hardly resembling a lady’s chamber.

Arrays were set up around the bed, which, when a Spiritual Marrow was placed inside, would continuously provide heat.