Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

”Ah...”

Zhao Jiangning exclaimed, as she spoke those words, a sudden pain hit her right chest.

It turned out that when Chen Mo was treating her illness, he had used force.

Zhao Jiangning’s face instantly flushed red.

”Your Highness really knows how to joke.” Chen Mo sat down beside her, gently playing with the threads.

Feeling Chen Mo’s teasing, Zhao Jiangning felt her whole body losing strength, but she still tried to keep her mouth firm, and said, ”You... you’re audacious, aren’t you afraid that I’ll tell Father Emperor?”

”Tell His Majesty what? Your Highness, I’m merely tending to your injuries, there has never been any misconduct.” Chen Mo said.

For the first time, Zhao Jiangning witnessed someone lying with their eyes wide open.

However, Chen Mo had not finished speaking. He continued, ”And it was you who came looking for me, during your Prince Consort’s mourning period, Your Highness, you don’t want Gao Qiu to find out about this, do you?”

”You...” Upon hearing Chen Mo’s threatening tone, Zhao Jiangning’s expression changed slightly. The honest image she had of Chen Mo before going to Nanyang immediately vanished.

Once Chen Mo finished the treatment.

Zhao Jiangning hurriedly straightened her clothes and resentfully left the Chen Mansion.

Chen Mo still called after her, ”Your Highness, I have some matters tomorrow, you’d better come early, and think carefully about what I told you.”

Zhao Jiangning heard it, but did not turn her head.

She originally had many things to ask Chen Mo, but now it was no longer necessary.

Chen Mo smirked, extending his hand out of the eaves, letting the rain wash away the marks on his hand.

...

Imperial City, Taihe Palace.

Outside, the grim sky resounded with a clap of thunder.

In an instant, torrential rain poured down, the rain didn’t lessen but rather intensified, surging with the wind, as if the entirety of Bianliang City were engulfed in an endless curtain of rain.

Wei Xian slowly walked in, closed the window, and then said to the figure sitting cross-legged on the couch, ”Your Majesty, it’s all been found out.”

”It’s the Black Wolf Gang at the East City Pier; someone gave their leader a large sum of money to spread the news that Chen Hong is a fake eunuch.

And with the constant docking at the pier, the daily and nightly boats weaving like threads, along with the ever-busy merchants, the news was bound to spread quickly. Trying to fully... control it, is very... very difficult.”

After speaking, Wei Xian lowered his head rather significantly.

”Who gave the money?” Zhao Ji opened his eyes, his voice rather somber.

”A beggar passed it along. When the servant sent people to find him, the beggar had already been... silenced.” Wei Xian’s voice lowered, then he leaned towards Zhao Ji, and said, ”However, the servant found out that before he died, the beggar had contact with people from the Gao Mansion.”

”Hmph, really causing trouble for Me.” Zhao Ji snorted coldly, ”Go and summon the Grand Commandant for Me.”

”Yes.”

When Wei Xian was about to leave, Zhao Ji called him back again and said, ”Call the Prime Minister over too.”

”Yes.”

...

Yong’an Palace.

Tap-tap—

The Black Shadow landed from the rooftop wearing a conical hat, Noble Consort Hu closed her teacup and said in surprise, ”In such heavy rain, why have you come?”

The Black Shadow took off the conical hat and shook the raindrops off the raincoat, ”Chen Hong has returned for several days, and the master has seen you haven’t taken action, so he sent me to urge you.”

Noble Consort Hu’s eyebrows knitted, ”I hadn’t expected that dog Emperor to establish a mansion for him outside the palace; I can’t leave the palace, let alone see him.”

”Before, I saw you were full of confidence; what were you planning to say to him?” The Black Shadow recalled what Noble Consort Hu had said to her that day.

”That was before, now I’m not so sure.”

The news that Chen Mo was a fake eunuch had spread throughout Bianliang, and many people had been thrown into prison because of it. Noble Consort Hu also wasn’t sure if this matter could still be used to blackmail him.

”One must try anyway; the Southwest is already in complete chaos, and Western Shu is about to rise; because of the situation in Nanyang, Zhang Jiao’s side has become distrustful of us. Chen Hong commands ten thousand troops, has a good relationship with the Xiao Family, and is connected with the Nan Zhou Treasure. The master has said that we must win him over at any cost.”

The Black Shadow donned the conical hat again, then said, ”You and Master Hu have not seen each other for a long time; you might use it as an excuse to leave the palace.”

After speaking, the Black Shadow leapt onto the rooftop and disappeared into the rain.

...

Rainy days make the sky darken faster than usual.

As night fell, in the Xiao Mansion’s backyard.

Zhihua and Yi Yao had been staying together these days. Zhihua was still tirelessly enlightening her daughter, who had a heart that was already dead.

Speaking of how Chen Hong was young and handsome.

And how, at a young age, he was already an innate expert and a Military Commander in charge of ten thousand.

In short, in Zhihua’s words, aside from being a eunuch, Chen Hong was perfect in all else.

But Yi Yao didn’t heed her, only occasionally replying with, ”As long as you keep your promise and release my master.”

Seeing she couldn’t be persuaded, Zhihua sighed, then brought in wedding gowns, jewelry, dowry, and other such items.

Though there would be no wedding tomorrow, the sense of ceremony could not be absent.

And in Zhihua’s eyes, she also regarded this matter as an alliance marriage.

”Getting married is the most important time in a woman’s life. Yaoyao, when you reach the Chen Mansion tomorrow, remember to change into the wedding dress. Although now you are so dissatisfied with this marriage, if you don’t wear it, you will regret it for a lifetime when you remember it in the future.” Zhihua said.

”Trusting you is what will make me regret for a lifetime.” Without Zhihua mentioning ”lifetime,” Yi Yao already felt as if her sorrowful heart were being slashed again.

As a woman, Yi Yao had fantasies about what it would be like when she got married.

That person in a white robe, graceful, riding a white horse to meet her.

But all of that was destroyed by Zhihua.

”What nonsense are you spouting? I’m your mother; how could I possibly harm you? With the world in such chaos now, if I let you roam the Jianghu with your master as a girl, that would be the real harm.” Zhihua said.

”What kind of mother would push her daughter into a fire pit?” Yi Yao said coldly.

”If you want your master released safe and sound, Yaoyao, then you better listen to me.” Seeing her stubborn look, Zhihua had no choice but to speak in a threatening tone.

Yi Yao turned her head slightly, her eyes slowly closed, and two streams of tears flowed from her eyes.

...

In a guest room at the Chen Mansion’s backyard.

Jiang Ruoqing leaned against the window, looking at the red lanterns under the eaves opposite and the big red double happiness character pasted on the window, her face turned cold, and she muttered, ”Lustful person.”

Just the other day he wanted her to be his canary.

Today, he was setting up the bridal chamber.

Tomorrow night, she figured, he would be in that bridal chamber with his new bride entering the bridal chamber.

God knows which blind girl is marrying him.