Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

She also sought an analysis of the reasons she had nightmares every day.

In short, it was because she experienced a series of deep sorrows in a brief period.

Her father was killed by Black Shadow’s assassins as he protected her.

Granny Qing was harmed by the Rebel Army while protecting her.

And Li Wenjun.

And so on.

It filled her with guilt and it was something she could never forget.

Then Chen Mo appeared, giving her an unprecedented sense of security, and Luo Zhen gradually became dependent on him.

Being with him, she no longer had to worry about threats to her life and naturally stopped having nightmares.

But after he left, her sense of reliance was gone, and the previous terror feelings came rushing back, making her afraid to casually leave the mansion during the day. In such a tense state, how could she not have nightmares?

She got up and fumbled her way to the dressing table, taking out the hairpin Chen Mo had given her, clutching it tightly in her hand. Only then did she feel that Chen Mo was right by her side, bringing her some peace of mind.

”Ah...”

At the moment Luo Zhen’s thoughts deepened, a scream interrupted her thoughts; her face slightly changed.

”Miaozhen!”

Luo Zhen quickly took out the Red Sun Bell Chen Mo had left her for protection from under her pillow, took a deep breath, and was about to leave the room.

The door was being knocked on loudly.

”L...Lady, it’s me.” Xu Miaozhen’s voice sounded. Although she, like Luo Zhen, was also Chen Mo’s woman, she still habitually called Luo Zhen ”Lady.”

Luo Zhen quickly opened the door.

Xu Miaozhen came in and hid behind Luo Zhen, fearfully saying: ”Lady... there is... there is a ghost...”

”A ghost?” Luo Zhen furrowed her brows; this wasn’t the first time such a thing happened.

When the lord was still around, there had been encounters before.

It had calmed down for a while, but after the lord left, it reappeared.

What puzzled Luo Zhen was that this ghost only frightened Miaozhen but never her.

Luo Zhen gently patted Xu Miaozhen’s jade-like back and then said: ”Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid, I’m here. Tomorrow I’ll have someone invite a master to come.”

With Luo Zhen’s reassurance, Xu Miaozhen gradually calmed down.

”Lady, can I sleep with you from now on?” Xu Miaozhen said with a look of lingering fear.

Luo Zhen smiled and nodded.

”I wonder what’s happening over there with the lord? Could something have happened since we haven’t received any response yet...” Xu Miaozhen mumbled softly.

This made Luo Zhen frown, as it was also something she worried about.

After all, Chen Mo had told her that once he arrived in Bianliang, he would send a reply.

Judging by the time, it should have reached by now.

But there’s been no reply.

Even Luo Zhen had a slight additional worry.

She feared that Chen Mo might abandon them.

But as dawn broke, a letter from Bianliang entirely dispelled their worries.

The letter was from Chen Mo.

Every word was filled with care and longing for them.

He also explained that he was safe but the situation in Bianliang was still unstable, so he couldn’t bring them over yet.

At the end of the letter, he asked about the gunpowder, how its development was progressing.

Luo Zhen and Xu Miaozhen read the letter several times before taking out paper to reply to Chen Mo.

...

The sun rose in the east.

The scorching sunlight shone on the backyard of the Chen Mansion.

In the bridal chamber, under a slightly messy bed.

Inside the canopy, within the red quilt, Yi Yao’s cheeks were slightly red, her neck covered in hickeys, clinging to Chen Mo like an octopus, with tear stains on her face and sorrow between her brows.

In general, not much had changed.

Just a bit less shy and more of a woman’s charm.

For Chen Mo, the difference between Yi Yao and his other women was that she screamed especially loudly last night, like the roof was about to be blown off.

Yi Yao herself woke up early because she had a habit of getting up early to practice. She would usually go through a set of exercises and then hit a wooden post before daybreak, unfailingly.

But now, it was broad daylight.

And she was still lying in bed.

It wasn’t Yi Yao’s fault; having been carefully maneuvered into strange positions by Chen Mo for the first time, she was so exhausted she didn’t want to move.

The most crucial part was that even when she said no, Chen Mo kept teasing her, releasing her internal seal.

She cried all night, almost running out of tears.

Although still asleep, her biological clock sounded as Yi Yao slowly opened her eyes to find a warm body in her embrace.

She looked up and the owner of the body was also looking at her.

”Good morning, Yaoyao.” Chen Mo lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

Yi Yao wasn’t even a bit slow, as the memories of last night were all in her mind, and her face quickly turned red.

She even doubted that last night’s self wasn’t really her.

If not, despite the overwhelming discomfort, why was there still reluctance?

She didn’t utter a word because she did not know how to face Chen Mo at this moment.

The biggest reason she allowed Chen Mo to take her was to save her Master.

But now that it had happened and she had married Chen Mo, becoming his woman.

”If you marry a chicken, follow the chicken; if you marry a dog, follow the dog,” Yi Yao’s heart developed a slight dependence on Chen Mo.

As for Yi Yao’s lack of response, Chen Mo, experienced in such matters, warmly held her in his arms and softly said: ”From now on, we are a couple; we’ll spend our lives together. As your husband, I’ll do my utmost to protect you from any harm.”

Then he kissed Yi Yao’s forehead again.

Hearing Chen Mo’s promise, Yi Yao’s heart was touched. Whether she admitted it or not, she was now his woman. If she wished to continue with life, she would need to adapt to living with him.

Yi Yao softly acknowledged with a hum but appeared very reserved, cradled in Chen Mo’s arms, not daring to move a muscle for quite some time before saying: ”I...I heard you weren’t an eunuch? How come?”

”Actually, I’m not an eunuch. I have a twin brother.”

”Ah.” Yi Yao exclaimed, thinking she had been with her brother-in-law.

But then Chen Mo’s explanation relieved her.

Chen Hong was gone.

It had always been Chen Mo who played Chen Hong.

Thus, Chen Hong is Chen Mo, and Chen Mo is Chen Hong.

In actuality, she had always been meant to serve Chen Mo.

This matter was indeed a big secret, and one that equated to the crime of deceiving the emperor.

”Why are you telling me everything?”

”Because I trust you.” Chen Mo held Yi Yao’s hand, interlocking their fingers.

Yi Yao raised an eyebrow: ”But before last night, we didn’t even know each other, and you trust me like this?”

”Because you’re my wife. In the future, we’ll hold hands and grow old together. If I can’t even trust you, who else can I trust?” Chen Mo smiled.

Yi Yao was touched, her eyes misting over, memories of betrayal by her biological mother had deeply hurt her heart.

But Chen Mo’s trust in her helped to mend her broken heart.

The man in her arms was someone she could rely on.