Night fell.
Chen Mo naturally could not escape the fate of fulfilling his marital duties.
However, having not seen him for so long, Queen Medusa and the others unanimously agreed not to come together.
The implication was obvious.
Chen Mo had been smiling at first, but eventually, he could no longer smile.
Even if he were made of iron,
he could not withstand them coming one after another.
Moreover, they had missed Chen Mo for so long, their hearts carrying decades of longing for him. Thus, none of them wanted to spend merely a moment or two in tenderness with him.
By the time he arrived at Ya Fei's room, Chen Mo felt as though his legs were floating.
It was like stepping on clouds.
His feet could barely touch the ground.
In the leftmost room on the second floor of Mo Ying Palace, medical books were piled into mountains. Some were from the Dou Qi Continent, while others came from the Great Thousand World. These medical texts represented the accumulated achievements of hundreds of thousands of years across both worlds. Among them were certain medical and poison scriptures that even Immortal-grade Heavenly Sovereigns would covet.
Yet now, they were piled here like ordinary books.
Xiao Yi Xian sat behind the desk. With her powerful Soul Power, she flipped through dozens of books at a time, scanning them at astonishing speed.
Yet her mind was not on the medical books at all. Her cheeks were faintly flushed as she wondered when her husband would come to see her.
One candle after another burned down.
Still, there was no sound of knocking or the door opening.
Yet Xiao Yi Xian was not disappointed. The tension and longing in her heart only continued to build, and her face grew redder and redder.