There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

She is a true master of the Innate Realm, far surpassing Jiang Mo in strength at this moment. Moreover, she was born with a very special physique. With Yan Lingji's unique perception, she might be able to sense something.

But when she turned her head, she wasn't met with those familiar light blue eyes.

Instead, it was a pale purple, enchanting orchid.

Before anyone knew it, Zi Nu had sat down in the middle of the three of them.

When Jiang Mo had pulled Yan Lingji and Zi Nu to sit down earlier, he had naturally pulled them to the side with his hands.

It presents a situation of embracing from both sides.

However, Jiang Mo's idea at the time was to separate the two to prevent them from continuing to argue during the Yi Bao Conference and affecting the progress of the main event.

It can be fiery and bright, or light and serene.

When the two women sat down beside Jiang Mo, he indeed sensed two distinct auras surrounding him, and even felt as if he were floating on clouds.

However, Jiang Mo did not become completely absorbed in it.

His attention was quickly focused entirely on the situation at the Yi Bao Conference, and he didn't even notice when Zi Nu sat down in the middle of the three of them.

Subconsciously, I thought it was still Yan Lingji here.

When he turned around, he didn't intentionally create distance. Instead, he leaned forward, wanting to whisper a few words in the other person's ear.

Little did I know, I had contacted the wrong person!

When Jiang Mo realized something was wrong with the person next to him, it was too late to react. In a moment of astonishment, he saw that delicate and flawless profile rapidly magnify in front of him.

A soft, warm touch gradually came to my lips.

Because the symptoms of the corpse transformation had not been completely eradicated, Jiang Mo's sense of touch was still somewhat dulled, to the point that he was initially completely unaware of what was happening.

I couldn't help but stare blankly at her profile, which almost filled my entire field of vision.

Immersed in that captivating charm.

Unlike Yan Lingji's radiant and divine beauty, or Hu Meiren's elegant and alluring charm, Zi Nu's deliberately restrained beauty wasn't breathtaking.

But the more time you spend together, the more you can appreciate each other's beauty.

That elegant and intellectual demeanor of a mature woman, that gentle and tolerant nature of a mature woman, is as captivating as a rare orchid in a secluded valley.

With the beauty so close at hand, how could Jiang Mo remain unmoved?

However, Jiang Mo immediately realized that it wasn't that the two of them weren't close enough, but rather that they were actually skin to skin.

The burning heat rose along with an alluring blush on her cheeks.

It was as if the flames melted the frost, making the sensation on Jiang Mo's lips even clearer, allowing him to clearly feel the softness and smoothness of Zi Nu's cheeks.

I could feel the tension on her pretty face.

A few beads of sweat even appeared on Zi Nu's cheeks, sliding down to Jiang Mo's lips, carrying a faint salty taste yet also a strange, refreshing fragrance...

Panic.

Zi Nu was indeed flustered at this moment.

It might be hard for anyone to believe, but as the owner of Zilan Pavilion, when she was unexpectedly kissed on the cheek, Zi Nu acted like an innocent young girl who had never experienced anything.

Stunned, completely unsure how to react.

Only one thought echoed in my mind:

Yan Lingji is right there, how dare he?!

Faced with such a frivolous and reckless act, Zi Nu should have slapped him directly, and then, depending on the situation, decided whether to draw her Crimson Serpent Sword to destroy the evidence.

But at this moment, she dared not move.

Zi Nu was a little worried that something might have happened to Jiang Mo, perhaps he was feeling unwell and leaning against her, but she didn't dare to turn her head in that direction.

They were afraid that if they weren't careful, the other person would take advantage of them.

Let their lips and teeth touch.

While her heart was in turmoil, Zi Nu couldn't help but glance at the other side beside her.

She felt a little guilty and didn't know how to face Yan Lingji, but she also had a strange sense of excitement and stimulation, perhaps it was the feeling of being truly immoral?

No wonder none of the sisters who were caught cheating tried to run away.

Perhaps he just wants to enjoy this one bite...

Yan Lingji had some reservations about Zi Nu sitting among the three of them, separating her from Jiang Mo, but she didn't argue loudly because she didn't want to delay the important matter.

Unexpectedly, the other party went even further.

Seeing Jiang Mo turn his head and his lips land on Zi Nu's cheek, Yan Ling Ji first stared wide-eyed in disbelief, and then immediately gritted her teeth.

mine!

That kiss should have been mine!

You despicable and shameless wicked woman, claiming that you are the invited guest and should sit in the middle to host the upcoming Yi Bao segment.

I think you're just looking for an opportunity to take advantage of Amo!

Damn it!!!

The furious Yan Lingji's eyes were practically spitting fire. This was no exaggeration; there was a real flicker of flame around her, and wisps of smoke were already rising from the bed.

Upon seeing this, Zi Nu couldn't help but slightly curl the corners of her mouth.

A sense of exhilaration, having finally gotten revenge after being provoked by Yan Lingji for so long, fermented and spread in her heart, making her feel exceptionally happy.

So, he tilted his head slightly, and silently uttered a few words to Yan Lingji:

Don't act rashly, lest it interfere with important matters.

With this tilt of her head, the distance between her and Jiang Mo, who were already very close, shortened even further, and her originally full and rosy cheeks immediately showed a slight indentation.

Yan Lingji could only watch this scene with helpless rage.

They even had to forcefully suppress their anger to avoid accidentally losing control and setting something on fire, which would be a real disaster.

Chapter 13, Explanation

"The friends from Bingzi Pavilion have brought three Xuanjing arrowheads."

Regardless of the tense atmosphere in Jiang Mo's private room, the Yi Bao Conference continued under Situ Wanli's leadership.

As the brocade cloth was lifted, the bright yellow arrowheads were revealed.

Compared to the previous two treasures, the commotion caused by this Mystic Crystal Arrow was significantly stronger, which doesn't necessarily mean it was more valuable.

The key is that it's scary.

Even through the hanging curtains, when one's gaze falls upon the mystical crystal arrowhead, there is still a faint stinging sensation in the eyes, as if the sharpness of the arrowhead has injured them.

Those with greater strength could feel a deadly threat.

Among the distinguished guests attending this treasure exchange conference, there were some like Zi Nu and Jing Ke, who were used to bloodshed, but most of them were people of high status like Han Fei, many of whom were used to a life of luxury.

Upon seeing this mysterious crystal arrow, one can't help but feel a little apprehensive and flustered.

Even Jiang Mo, upon seeing that familiar sharpness in the corner of his eye, couldn't help but feel a tightness in his heart, a strange, dull pain in his side, and subconsciously gasp slightly.

Ah, no, it's a rich, sweet aroma.

Jiang Mo's lips were still on Zi Nu's flushed cheeks. This instinctive action seemed like a deliberate teasing and sucking, allowing the thin sweat on her face, along with her alluring body fragrance, to be absorbed into his stomach.

The saying "beauty is food for the eyes" is truly apt.

She rolled her eyes slightly, revealing a hint of annoyance, and her pale purple eyes shimmered with a captivating charm that drew the eye.

"Stop fooling around!"

A deliberately lowered voice rang out in the private room, carrying his usual calm.

As Zi Nu spoke, she raised her slender hand and gently pressed Jiang Mo's cheek to push it away, then casually tidied the strands of hair that had fallen beside his ear.

He tried to gloss over what had just happened with a nonsensical remark.

As the mistress of Zilan Pavilion, she seemed to have seen all sorts of things between men and women, and she didn't care about the little intimate contact just now.

But the earlobes peeking out from between her hair were still so red they looked like they were about to bleed.

It looks as delicious and tempting as a ripe cherry.

Even though Zi Nu felt very pleased by Yan Ling Ji's gritting teeth and angry expression, she still chose to stop at the right time.

Otherwise, if you accidentally play with fire and get burned, things could get very difficult to handle.

She was completely unprepared.

Under Zi Nu's fingertips, Jiang Mo's gaze shifted, finally no longer obscured by her profile, and he saw Yan Ling Ji, who was barely able to contain her anger.

"Calm down, don't be impulsive. Let's talk about this after the YiBao Conference is over..."

Jiang Mo's heart skipped a beat. He leaned back against the bed behind him and, in a half-lying position, reached out from behind Zi Nu and grabbed Yan Ling Ji's hand.

The scalding heat surged in my palm.

However, Jiang Mo did not let go, allowing Yan Lingji's restless power to surge into his body through his hands, causing his blood and qi to burn as if they were on fire. He also tried his best to maintain a calm and composed tone:

"That was just an accident. I was looking for you just now..."

Jiang Mo lowered his voice and explained the cause and effect to Yan Lingji, which calmed down the turbulent emotions in her heart.

Did you hear that? It was an accident!

I never intended to contact you!

Even though she understood what had happened, Yan Lingji was still sulking. She grabbed Jiang Mo's hand tightly and glared at Zi Nu.

But the latter completely ignored it.

Not to mention Yan Lingji's expression at this moment, Zi Nu didn't seem to have listened to much of Jiang Mo's explanation just now.

All that calm and composure was just an act.

The gentle, moist touch seemed to still linger on her cheek, and Zi Nu's mind was still a jumble of chaotic thoughts.

Even Jiang Mo's gesture of reaching out from behind her caused Zi Nu's delicate body to tense slightly.