Investing in the Reborn Empress, She Actually Calls Me ‘Husband’ Chapter 734: Sugar, Come Here

"......"

Remaining quiet, Little Li reached forward to grasp a corner of the crimson veil.

"It appears your hand is acting on its own volition once more," she remarked.

Li Mo’s mouth quirked slightly: "This time, the command came directly from my head."

He wasn't entirely certain which 'head' he was referring to, however.

Curse it all, it seemed he wasn't immune to the universal law of balancing hardness with softness; otherwise, his mouth wouldn't be failing to stay stubborn right now.

Whoosh—

Li Mo caught his breath the instant the fabric fell away.

He had never experienced such nerves; his mind had never felt so devoid of thought. While he had envisioned this beauty countless times, the reality before him proved that his imagination had been severely lacking.

A soft, ethereal moonbeams spilled over the window frame, and the flickering, low light of the room’s lamps left Li Mo in a daze.

The girl who had been quiet yet spirited in her youth.

The woman from her maiden years who had been distant, sacred, and untouchable—the radiant and celestial figure during her martial training—all of her seemed to mellow within the dance of candlelight and moon shadows.

Currently, her shimmering eyes met his before she averted her gaze, her lashes fluttering gently.

She was likely unaware of just how intoxicating her allure was in this moment.

Little Li was completely entranced.

Hammer Bao shared that sentiment entirely.

"The veil has been removed."

"Mmm..."

"You must take responsibility for me now."

Li Mo, who had intended to prove he wasn't some immature brat, found his resolve crumbling and his mouth turning soft. He had actually meant to say, 'I will take responsibility for you.'

"?"

A visible look of confusion appeared on Ying Bing’s face.

Yet, noticing his combination of guilt and earnestness, a small smile tugged at her lips. She leaned in closer, her eyes bright with amusement as she observed him.

"Does this imply I am required to obey you from this point forward?"

"Mmm. We can start by you not calling me a 'childish fool.' If you keep that up every day, even the Sect Elders will assume I have no authority at home."

"I will listen to you, husband."

"!"

A violent tremor ran through Little Li. His supposedly unbreakable, iron will felt as though it were shattering into dust. Had there been a mirror nearby, he would have seen his face flushed a deep crimson.

How could those moist, ruby lips wield such devastating power just by speaking a single word?

Li Mo was convinced she wasn't being genuinely submissive but was simply mocking him. Ultimately, once he became flustered, this mischievous older sister would regain the upper hand.

She was a wicked ice block! A truly heartless one!

His poor, ambitious fighting spirit—meant to empower his wife—had gone totally blank, seemingly destined to be toyed with by her...

Wait!

Though his brain had ceased to function, another instinct took command.

"Ice block?"

"Hmm?"

"Didn't you mention having a sore in your mouth earlier? Allow me to check if it has healed properly."

"But didn't we already do that during the day..."

Before she could finish her sentence, Li Mo tilted her chin up and pressed his lips against hers.

They had indeed shared a kiss during the daylight hours, but with a crowd watching, it had been nothing more than a brief touch. That couldn't possibly be compared to a rigorous inspection.

As is well known, Little Li is a diligent and thorough gentleman.

His examination was exhaustive, evidenced by how Ying Bing, now collapsing into his arms, found it increasingly difficult to breathe.

Every part of Little Li was soft except for his mouth, whereas Ying Bing was his polar opposite. Now that her most stubborn part—her mouth—was occupied, she could only let out soft, helpless whimpers, making the wicked older sister appear suddenly vulnerable.

'They claim Sea Silk is wonderful to the touch, but I beg to differ.'

In Little Li's opinion, the best sensation was when it was worn on the ice block’s legs and shifted its hue.

Furthermore.

Sea Silk truly possessed the ability to change color.

She suddenly gave a slight shiver. Li Mo glanced down briefly.

The shade was reminiscent of a flaming rose, a captivating red thrumming within the warmth.

'Two hours.'

'Even when she’s about to faint, her mouth remains stubborn.'

Ying Bing had been doubtful at first, but now she feared that soon...

She wouldn't even be able to maintain that stubbornness.

Thoughts of System penalties and her path to the Dao seemed to incinerate in the heat, her mind turning sluggish and hazy.

"Tonight, there is still the matter of the Summoning Demon Cult..."

"Arrangements have already been made."

Li Mo was the sort of prodigy who relied on sudden bursts of brilliance, but for this occasion, his preparations were absolute.

If they were missing two combatants of the Fourth Realm, could it really be called a complete plan?

Ying Bing suspected Little Li had orchestrated this from the start, though she lacked proof. Besides, she was in no condition to dwell on it, her elegant brows knitting together tightly.

One minute later.

The three-thousand-year-old Sea Silk, purchased for three hundred and fifty Profound Crystals and woven by a master, let out a sharp 'riiiip' as it was discarded on the floor.

The way it was shredded made it look like a discarded food wrapper.

It had been torn apart by someone acting like a starving spirit who hadn't seen a meal in days.

Combined with that vibrant flash of red, the sight was stunning.

'It is a relief we haven't consumed the Dragon-Phoenix Primordial Spirit Divine Pill yet...'

She never expected to find comfort in such a thought.

'How does the final stage of the Phoenix Cries in Heavenly Marsh go again?'

She also never anticipated a day where she would forget the details of a martial technique.

'He didn't secretly activate the Divine Form of Heaven and Earth, did he? He better not have...'

Even more shocking was the fact that she was now genuinely intimidated by a specific Cultivation art.

However, the most unbelievable thing wasn't any of those.

In her previous life, the ice block had walked a path of extreme caution, looking down at the world from above. Even without intending to, she subconsciously viewed herself as the more experienced one when dealing with Li Mo. That was why she had called him a childish fool, truly seeing him as a boy who had yet to mature.

Over time, Ying Bing had grown confused.

Why did his seemingly immature actions frequently lead to such remarkably successful outcomes?

Consequently, the once-distant Mistress of the Cassia Palace began to observe him in earnest. By nature, she detested the unknown, as it signified a loss of control.

She realized he was brilliant and was maturing rapidly.

Mmm, in every possible sense of the word...

This caused Ying Bing, who had lived a life of rigid stability before, to encounter major turbulence in this life—though 'wandering' wasn't quite the right word... ahem!

Returning to the point, it was likely during this phase of curiosity that she found herself deeply entangled.

The Phoenix Heavenly Empress was a genius who understood everything, except for one subject where she was a total novice. So much so that she hadn't recognized it at the time...

That was the dawn of love.

From here on, she really shouldn't refer to him as a childish fool, right?

After all, his intensity was enough to make one's heart race with dread. If he were to accidentally employ the Divine Form of Heaven and Earth, the results would be unthinkable.

If not 'childish fool,' then what?

"Husband..."

"?"

Her gentle voice sent ripples through his soul. Li Mo’s frame went rigid as if he had been turned to stone.

Ying Bing, who had never bowed to anyone but was now yielding for the first time, breathed a sigh of relief.

But there was one thing she hadn't foreseen.

Surrendering at a moment like this would only have the opposite effect...

He didn't soften in the slightest.

Little Li and Hammer Bao only became more fervent.