"..."
Chen Mo vaguely caught a whiff of jealousy in the air.
Why does it feel like Her Majesty the Consort is like an insecure little wife...
"I will always have only one Empress in my heart." Chen Mo knelt down, cradled those exquisite feet in his lap, and sincerely said, "I promised to massage your feet for a lifetime, and I will definitely keep my word."
"Mm, I believe you." Yu Youhan nodded gently.
The room fell silent for a moment.
Chen Mo's fingers rubbed against the delicate toes, sending waves of tingling sensations.
Watching his earnest look, a blush spread across Yu Youhan's fair cheeks. She gently nudged his hand with her foot's arch and softly said:
"Then promise me not to let Ji Hongxiu touch you anymore..."
Chen Mo: ?
Seeing him silent, Yu Youhan slightly raised her eyebrows and applied a bit more pressure with her foot, "What, are you unwilling?"
