Chapter 161

Chapter 161: Even the Proud Empress Dowager Must Submit! Greetings, Master!

“Slowly, slowly, ouch~”

“Gently, you bastard!”

“It hurts, you’re hurting me!”

“Slow down! Don’t be so rough!”

“Where are you touching? Control your filthy hands or I’ll chop them off!”

“Ah! It hurts! Are you trying to kill me? I’ll wipe out your entire family!”

Li Mo bent down, holding one of her legs.

Gradually, he brought her injured legs together!

Zhao Ji rested her hands on his shoulders, face up, lost in the sensation.

She gritted her teeth, cursing as she went.

At this rate, not even ten families would be enough for her to wipe out!

“If you keep cursing, I’ll leave you like this, believe it or not.”

Li Mo threatened, holding her slender ankle.

“Weren’t you finished yet?”

She wailed like she was mourning, crying worse than the street vendors outside.

Could it really be that painful?

Why could Jing Ni and Yan Lingji split their legs without a problem?

Especially Yan Lingji, one of her legs almost kicked me in the face, yet she was fine.

Don’t tell me you never practiced splits when you were young!

If anyone barged in right now and saw this posture and your expression, no amount of explaining would suffice!

Li Mo not only stood up but did so while holding one of Zhao Ji’s legs.

She was immediately flipped over.

The back of her head hit the soft mattress.

It didn’t hurt, but it did mess up her neatly arranged hair.

Her eyes were filled with tears, making it evident that she was in significant pain.

Her face flushed red.

It was unclear whether it was from embarrassment or pain.

“Couldn’t you stand beside me to do this? Why climb onto my bed?”

Zhao Ji, with disheveled hair, looked at Li Mo between her legs with teary eyes.

Her face turned even redder.

This posture easily led to misunderstandings.

“From the side, I can only reach one leg at a time, and you’ll have to endure the pain twice. Your choice.”

Li Mo made a slight adjustment, causing Zhao Ji to gasp in pain.

“Fine, like this, just be gentle.”

Li Mo smirked slightly, his palm gently caressing the smooth skin of her ankle.

Zhao Ji shuddered, her brows furrowed in anger, “Try touching again.”

“Fine, let’s try.”

“No~ stop~ it’s ticklish!”

Li Mo switched from her ankle to her sole, lightly scratching which made her voice tremble.

Despite trying to hide, there’s no way to avoid it. His legs couldn’t move; he couldn’t even kick. She had to let him hold her and play.

“No, haha~ It tickles~ stop~”

“Let go, let go! Haha, haha, I will, haha, kill you and your whole family!”

Zhao Ji tightly curled her five white toes, arching her body, with the back of her head pressed firmly against the quilt.

“Beg me.”

Suddenly, Li Mo stopped his hand.

He said calmly.

“What?”

Zhao Ji was stunned for a moment, thinking she had misheard.

She propped up her body with her elbow and looked down at him.

“Beg me, and I will stop.”

Li Mo, with a corner of his mouth raised, smiled triumphantly, playing at her weakness like a villain.

This empress was too arrogant and needed to be taught a lesson.

Zhao Ji slowly widened her phoenix eyes, revealing the empress’s authority within.

Through gritted teeth, she said, “Do you know what you’re saying?”

“If it weren’t absolutely necessary, touching my royal feet would be a capital offense!”

“Not satisfied with what you have, you still want me to beg you?”

Li Mo chuckled, lightly scratching her soft sole with a fingernail.

“Then I’ll continue.”

Zhao Ji’s toes curled, her body shook as if electrified.

Yet, she stubbornly turned her head, her eyes full of the empress’s pride!

“Tickle away, when you leave this room, I will have someone chop off your… haha, heehee~”

“You bastard~ heehee~ aren’t you afraid… afraid of death?”

Zhao Ji squirmed on the bed like a worm.

All the dignity of the empress had been thrown away.

The itch on her sole not only spread throughout her body but also drilled into her heart.

She laughed uncontrollably, her breath coming in gasps, her chest tight, her oxygen-deprived brain chaotic.

She didn’t even know what nonsense she was spouting.

Unable to bear it any longer, she finally pleaded out two words.

“Please~”

As soon as the words fell, Zhao Ji’s twisting body stopped, and her expression froze!

Her misty eyes were filled with disbelief.

What had she just said?

Had she really begged him?

Li Mo’s cessation of movement unmistakably told her she had indeed begged him!

Zhao Ji suddenly calmed down, almost unnaturally so.

She slowly lifted her head, staring at him blankly.

“Are you satisfied?”

Her voice was as calm as a windless lake.

Begging someone was something she had never done, nor ever thought of doing before!

She was the Empress of Qin.

Above everyone!

How could she beg anyone!

But today, not only had she begged.

She had begged in submission!

Li Mo had already let her leg down without her knowing.

He indifferently said, “Don’t speak in that tone, check if you can move your leg now.”

Zhao Ji cautiously glared at him, quickly glancing at her legs.

The previous squirming had unknowingly straightened her legs.

She tried moving them.

Although her hips still hurt, at least she could move.

Li Mo slowly explained, “I had to distract you; otherwise, you’d keep feeling the pain.”

Zhao Ji frowned suspiciously, recalling the previous moments.

It seemed to be as he said.

Initially, spreading her legs caused significant pain, but bringing them together would have been unbearable.

Although the tickling was uncomfortable, it was much better than the tearing pain in her hip.

“Did you do it on purpose?”

Zhao Ji looked at Li Mo, closely observing his expression.

Li Mo pressed his lips together, “What else would I do?”

“You were in so much pain; I couldn’t just force it, could I?”

If I forced it, it wouldn’t matter to me, but you wouldn’t be able to bear it.

Zhao Ji looked away from his face, her eyes flickering.

She licked her dry lips.

Unwilling to admit it but had to acknowledge.

“Then, I misunderstood you.”

Initially, she thought he was intentionally torturing her, but in reality, he had carefully considered her well-being.

She had even threatened to behead him.

Thinking back now, Zhao Ji suddenly felt a bit guilty.

But this guilt did not last long, and she quickly turned her head back.

With an angry expression, she said, “Then what do you mean by making me beg you?”

Everything else could be overlooked, but not this!

As the Empress Dowager, how could she beg anyone!

Li Mo shrugged, “I was just saying it casually, who knew you would actually beg?”

Zhao Ji raised her eyebrows and pointed at his nose, “You—”

“Stop with your ‘yous’, even if you don’t beg, what could I really do to you as the Empress Dowager?”

“Couldn’t you have held on for a while longer?”

“Who knew you would beg so easily.”

Anyway, since you begged, and your leg is healed now.

Whether it was truly to make you beg or if I am finding an excuse after the fact, it’s all up to me.

Zhao Ji took a deep breath.

Clenching her small hands tightly, she had an impulse to hit him!

How many years has it been!

How many years since she had this kind of thought.

Even when Ying Zheng was mischievous and made her angry as a child, she never felt like this.

But now, this impulse was completely uncontrollable!

“Get out!”

Finally, she maintained her Empress Dowager demeanor, suppressing this impulse!

Pointing to the window with a grim face, she said, “Get out immediately!”

She feared that if he stayed a moment longer, she wouldn’t be able to control herself!

The bedchamber fell silent.

Li Mo’s response did not come for a long time.

After a long period of silence, Zhao Ji slowly lifted her head.

Her eyes scanned the empty room.

Suddenly, her heart felt empty too.

It seemed she hadn’t adjusted to the earlier teasing.

The corners of Zhao Ji’s sensual, rosy lips curled into a self-deprecating smile.

Joking with a minister, what kind of behavior was this!

Besides, how old was she already.

Over thirty, and as the Empress Dowager.

Yet she had lost composure in front of a man!

She lay back heavily on the bed, staring up at the tent above her head.

She rubbed her cheeks with her hand, feeling a surge of inexplicable frustration.

All her Empress Dowager dignity had collapsed in front of him, how could she control him in the future!

After resting for a while, Zhao Ji took a deep breath and sat up again.

She moved her legs a bit.

Although they were still not very agile, at least they didn’t have to be spread wide apart anymore.

“Someone come!”

She straightened her disheveled hair and dress from the earlier chaos with Li Mo.

Her expression changed, and she exuded the authority and arrogance of the Empress Dowager once again.

After a loud call, the bedchamber door was pushed open by a palace maid.

The first to enter was the personal maid who had been with her for nearly ten years.

“How is that servant? Is he dead?”

Zhao Ji sat upright and asked coldly.

The personal maid stepped forward and replied, “In response to the Empress Dowager, several second-class maids are carrying it out, and the servant has been beside you the whole time.”

“He should not be dead yet; the servant will go check now.”

Zhao Ji waved, “No need, if he’s not dead, just lock him up for now.”

“Additionally, this matter must be absolutely confidential.”

Her eyes flashed with cold light, and her tone was icy.

The personal maid bowed, “Understood.”

Apart from her, none of the palace maids present today could live!

Not far from the harem, in a secluded place, sat a figure in a pavilion.

It was Li Mo, who had just come out from Zhao Ji’s place.

He did not hurry to leave, sitting idly in the pavilion.

It seemed he was waiting for someone.

A cold wind blew by, and Li Mo rubbed his nose, which had been grazed by the wind.

The faint fragrance on his fingers made him pause for a moment.

Then he smiled.

The scent was, of course, from the Empress Dowager, and it was from her leg no less.

He had to admit, although the Empress Dowager lacked exercise, her thighs had no excess fat.

Soft but not losing elasticity.

Quite a pleasant feel!

Li Mo just lowered his hand and collected his smile as a white figure appeared in the pavilion.

The newcomer knelt on one knee, head lowered, eyes carrying a hint of fear.

Respectfully, he said, “Greetings, Master.”

Li Mo lightly nodded, “Mm, stand up.”

“Understood.”

The person slowly stood up.

The cold wind blew apart the bangs on her forehead, revealing a familiar face.

It was the personal maid who had just dealt with those palace maids for Zhao Ji.

Li Mo looked her up and down and frowned slightly.

“Take off your clothes,” he said blandly.

“Yes.”

The maid didn’t dare to show any dissent and deftly untied her belt in the biting cold wind.

Seeing that she was about to take off her pants, Li Mo’s mouth twitched.

He hurriedly said, “That’s enough, that’s enough, just turn around, I only need to see your back.”

“Yes.”

The maid pursed her lips, mustered the courage to glance at him.

Her face didn’t change, but there was a hint of shyness in her eyes.

Taking off clothes in front of a man was something she’d never done before.

Even though the body wasn’t hers, the feeling was impossible to hide.

She turned around, arching her back straight.

Displaying her back to Li Mo.

Li Mo scanned her back a few times, frowning again.

“Alright, put it back on.”

The original owner of this body had been killed by him three days ago.

Now it was controlled by Li.

Even though Li’s soul was inside, it couldn’t fully merge with the body.

The back of the body had already begun to show faint signs of livor mortis, and the skin was starting to pale.

Although it wasn’t as obvious as a normal corpse, it didn’t escape his senses.

“When did these symptoms start to appear?”

Li turned around, put her dress back on, and tied her belt in front of Li Mo.

The shyness in her eyes flickered on and off.

Li Mo didn’t react much.

Because this body was not as good-looking as its original one.

Seeing stunning beauties like Yan Lingji and Jing Ning regularly, it was hard for him to be moved by ordinary looks.

“It just started today.”

Li Mo nodded upon hearing this, which was exactly three days.

Three days was a limit.

Not that a body could only be used for three days, but that after three days, Li needed to return to small Azure Dragon Pagoda.

She could keep a dead body normal for three days because she absorbed a special substance from the pagoda, bringing it into the body.

It was that substance that maintained the body’s original state.

She was merely controlling the body!

“Come in.”

Li Mo opened his palm, revealing a tiny pagoda less than two inches high.

“Yes.”

Li replied.

A stream of light drilled into the pagoda from the body.

The body slumped to the ground without control.

Li Mo sat in the pavilion waiting patiently.

Li needed to stay inside for a quarter of an hour, so he wasn’t in a hurry to leave.

After she reabsorbed the substance inside, she had to come out and control the body again to return to Zhao Ji’s side.

Kidding, daring to act so brazenly around you without undercover agents by your side?

Earlier, Zhao Ji dealt with a group of palace maids.

She didn’t know which one was the spy placed by Lu Buwei, so she cleared them all out.

Leaving only the personal maid who had served her for nearly ten years.

But little did she know, this maid by her side had already become Li Mo’s person.

If she knew her maid was a corpse dead for three days, would she faint from shock!

Li Mo’s sense fell on the corpse again.

If there were a body that couldn’t decay, Li might not need to go into the pagoda every three days.

As soon as a quarter of an hour passed, the small pagoda shone with a light.

Li came out of the pagoda and re-entered the body.

Almost at the same time as the light disappeared, the body’s eyelashes trembled.

Then slowly stood up.

Li raised her hands, examining them, and saw the skin color had completely returned to normal.

Even with a hint of healthy redness.

Li Mo nodded in satisfaction.

He instructed, “Among the palace maids you killed, there were Lu Buwei’s spies. When you get back, test each one, I need you to find the marker on their means of contact.”

When Li possessed the body, she could not only control it but also access all its memories.

Lu Buwei was extremely cautious.

Every spy who contacted him had a unique mark on their communication method.

As long as there is a little difference, he can tell whether the person contacting him is real or fake, and whether the information is true or false.

Old and cunning, that is what this old fox is!

But perhaps he never thought that the soul absorbed by the small pagoda could be used in this way.

As long as he returns and tries it on those corpses, he will know who was the spy Lu Buwei placed next to Zhao Ji.

He will then be able to know how she conveyed messages to him.

Next, it’s about digging a pit and letting him fall into it himself!

I have my eyes fixed on the Empress Dowager’s dance.

Even Lu Buwei can’t stop me, I said it!