Yu Youhan glared at Chen Mo, "What nonsense are you spouting again?"
Chen Mo held the exquisite, white, and tender feet, gently pressing the soles with his fingertips, and said with a smile, "Don't mind, Empress, I was just joking with Director Xu. How could the dignified palace director move into the Chen Mansion?"
"And yet, the dignified Imperial Concubine is still getting a foot massage from you! What else can't you do?" Yu Youhan snorted coldly.
"..."
Chen Mo was momentarily at a loss for words.
Yu Youhan frowned slightly, murmuring quietly, "I've long noticed something off about Qingyi. She even dared to secretly give gifts to Lady Chen. Her courage is growing. The problem is, the tea was still mine... Looks like she's read too much of those little yellow books, and now she really thinks she's the heroine..."
Curious, Chen Mo asked, "What are you talking about, Empress? What little yellow books?"
"Ahem, nothing."
