Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

Xiao Yunxi looked at her daughter sitting by the window, with a worried expression on her face as she gazed out into the night. A hint of guilt flashed in those phoenix-like eyes.

With Xiao Yunqi’s successful coup, Zhao Ji was deposed and put under house arrest, which for Xiao Yunxi, was a kind of relief.

After Zhao Ji hurt her heart time and again, she gradually lost her feelings for him. If not for her status, she would have long since divorced Zhao Ji.

But it was precisely because of her status that after getting involved with Chen Mo, she was constantly in fear.

To put it bluntly, they were having an affair.

Thus, she feared being exposed.

But now, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Now that the Xiao Family was in power, even if things were to be exposed, with the Xiao Family’s influence, it could be suppressed in an instant.

The only thing that made Xiao Yunxi afraid was how Fujin would think of her if she found out?

Would she accuse her of betraying her father?

Should she find a time to confess to her?

And what about Chong’Er?

Chen Mo wasn’t much older than him, but if he found out he had a fake father, could he accept it?

Xiao Yunxi suddenly felt like a shameless woman.

As she thought about it, she even considered breaking up with Chen Mo.

If she did that, she wouldn’t have to worry about these things at all.

But she was already so captivated by Chen Mo; she was shaped by him. To ask Xiao Yunxi to sever their relationship was easier said than done.

She couldn’t do it.

Therefore, to completely solve this matter,

the only option was to divorce Zhao Ji.

For an Empress to divorce an Emperor, looking through all of history, it has never set such a precedent.

Even if one became Empress Dowager of the Eastern Palace and the other a Supreme Emperor, it wasn’t that simple.

Her father wouldn’t allow it, nor would Chong’Er.

Unless...

She took power.

At this thought, Xiao Yunxi was startled.

What woman has ever become an Emperor...

Even if she wanted to, no one would support her.

...

On the other side.

Yonghe Palace.

The rules in the Imperial Palace were numerous, making it difficult for ordinary women to endure. Even in terms of clothing and adornment, there were strict requirements. Various regulations, like shackles, bound everyone in the palace.

But once Hu Mei’Er became the Empress Dowager of the Western Palace, the shackles on her were conveniently removed.

She lazily reclined on the soft couch, dressed in a ”short skirt.”

This was clothing from the Western Regions; the upper part was an exposed red bolero, a sleeveless short top revealing her arms and navel, her neckline snow-white, accentuating her already full chest, and below was a red short skirt revealing part of her thighs, with her knees and calves fully exposed.

If a woman wore this on the street, in the Western Regions it would be fine, but in Bianliang, she would definitely be scolded for having no shame.

But, truth be told, in this hot summer, wearing such an outfit was genuinely comfortable, making her feel much lighter.

Since Hu Mei’Er had her secrets, there were very few maids and eunuchs in Yong’an Palace. After becoming the Empress Dowager of the Western Palace, she replaced them all with her own people.

Just then, the wind chime outside the hall rang.

Hu Mei’Er raised an eyebrow, sat up, and picked up the wide gauze skirt beside her to cover herself.

Soon, a Black Shadow appeared before Hu Mei’Er.

”She has entered the Chen Mansion and successfully caught Chen Hong’s eye. According to her, Chen Hong is very satisfied with her, even said she is very likable...” the Black Shadow reported.

Upon hearing this, a slight smile appeared on Hu Mei’Er’s lips: ”She is someone I personally selected, more so a Direct Disciple of the master. She is the best among all the female assassins in Black Shadow. In terms of disguise, no one in the entire Great Song can match her...”

”By the way, tell her not to think of completing the mission so quickly. The Nan Zhou Treasure is very important to us. She must wait until everything is perfect before making a move. The most important thing now is to gain his trust as quickly as possible.”

The Black Shadow nodded and replied respectfully, ”Understood.”

...

At first light.

In the back house of the second residence, Chen Mo opened his eyes, moving the leg draped over him from who knew whose face, and then shifted the thigh off his body before he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Just before, in his dream, he always felt oppressed.

He twisted his body, found a comfortable position, hugged the tender body snuggling into his embrace, placed his hand in the most comfortable spot, massaged it hard, and fell back asleep.

Meanwhile, Jiang Ruoqing opened her eyes wide. She awoke because she was suffocating. Upon opening her eyes, she found herself tightly embraced by Xu Miaozhen, almost unable to breathe.

So she pushed Xu Miaozhen away, turned over, only to find herself directly in Chen Mo’s arms, lifting her head slightly, staring at the face so close, she didn’t dare to move an inch.

Scenes from last night flashed through her mind.

This made Jiang Ruoqing’s face change from panic to surprise, then slowly turn crimson, until she wished she could dig a hole and bury herself.

What a turn for me.

Help me quickly...

Jiang Ruoqing couldn’t believe these words came from her mouth.

Was she possessed?

Yes.

She was possessed.

She wouldn’t admit she could say such things, so she blamed Chen Mo, thinking he used some trick to make her say such shameful words.

Thus.

After confirming Chen Mo was sleeping on the outside,

Jiang Ruoqing first gently moved Chen Mo’s hand from her body, then, after calculating accurately, kicked with force. Chen Mo, who was still in his dreams and unprepared, was kicked off the bed.

Chen Mo had just opened his eyes, not fully alert, when he felt a cool little foot step on him, then noticed someone hurriedly wrapping themselves in a quilt and rushing out of the room.

”Master, what happened? Why... did you fall off the bed?” Luo Zhen, sitting up, rubbed her still half-asleep eyes and said bewilderedly, ”Where’s Sister Ruoqing? She was here last night.”

”Probably embarrassed, she ran away,” Chen Mo said.

”Embarrassed?” Luo Zhen was puzzled. If she remembered correctly, Sister Ruoqing was quite bold last night.

...

It had been a day since the coup happened.

On the streets, the cries of early morning vendors once again filled the air.

”Buy buns, three coins each, five coins for two.”

”Dumplings, stuffed generously with thin skin...”

Bianliang City was gradually getting back its lively atmosphere.

Smoke rose from the kitchen in Chen Mansion, where Su Mu, who had risen early, was busy preparing all kinds of morning meals.

Yi Yao climbed out of bed, and the maidservant attending her brought over the washing tools. Just as she finished washing up, the door knocked: ”Madam, are you up? Breakfast is ready!”

Hearing this unfamiliar voice, Yi Yao was puzzled and asked the maidservant next to her, ”Has another girl been added to the manor?”

The maidservant also shook her head, ”I don’t know.”

This made Yi Yao even more curious. She wiped her hands with a towel and instructed the maidservant to open the door.

As the door opened, Su Mu walked in carrying a food box: ”Madam, I have made some lean meat porridge for you...”

Watching Su Mu skillfully take out the bowls from the food box, Yi Yao was stunned: ”Who are you?”

”Reporting to Madam, I am Master’s bedwarming maid, Su Mu.”