Chapter 45 - 47: The Kiss
The night was as dark as thick ink, an inky blackness that refused to fade.
Inside a secluded cave, the dim flames flickered slightly as a cool breeze blew in.
Chen Mo didn't dare take a single breath. Without pausing to rest, he immediately removed the white mask from Queen Medusa's face and the black robe draped over her body.
Once again, the breathtaking sight of her crimson dress and enchanting face was revealed before him.
His gaze swept over her alluring features before slowly shifting downward. His brows furrowed slightly as he noticed a terrifying wound—a gaping, bloody hole on her left shoulder. Fresh blood had stained the curve of her delicate figure a deep red.
Leaning against the cave wall, Queen Medusa slightly furrowed her slender brows, a faint trace of pain surfacing on her face. Her noble demeanor now carried an additional touch of cold beauty, making her appear both untouchable and pitifully delicate.
As for Chen Mo's gaze, Queen Medusa had long since grown accustomed to it. She simply uttered icily, "Behave yourself."
Chen Mo nodded, retrieving seven or eight small jade bottles and a roll of bandages from his storage ring. Tearing off a section of the bandage, he dampened it with medicine and gently began to clean Queen Medusa's wounded shoulder.
Watching Chen Mo's serious expression, an inexplicable hint of shyness surfaced in Queen Medusa's heart, though her face remained as cold as ever.
After wiping away the blood from her shoulder, Chen Mo hesitated briefly before lightly lifting the hem of her crimson dress at the back. He then carefully wiped another area where traces of blood remained.
Queen Medusa's body instantly tensed. Her cold eyes sharpened, and her pearly teeth clenched together. If Chen Mo hadn't quickly withdrawn his hand, she might not have been able to resist slapping him on the spot.