Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

However, the daily consumption of provisions for the two hundred thousand troops is an enormous figure. Even though the national treasury, once empty, has been replenished due to the confiscation of wealth from corrupt officials...

The new emperor has not been on the throne for long and has inherited a mess, with many areas eagerly awaiting resources.

Therefore, it will still take some time to allocate the military funds necessary for mobilizing the two hundred thousand troops.

But by the latest tomorrow, everything will be ready, as time is tight. If not prepared, the head of logistics could lose his head.

After returning to the Chen Mansion and filling his stomach, Chen Mo headed to the barracks and mustered the two hundred thousand troops, ready for departure at any moment.

After mustering the forces, Chen Mo went to win over Li Weiqiu and his group, asking them how their considerations were going.

Li Weiqiu and Zhang Lie declined but expressed a willingness to befriend Chen Mo.

Though a bit disappointed, Chen Mo saw no harm in making friends with a second-grade martial artist and agreed.

Dai Xishan agreed.

A nineteen-year-old first-grade martial artist following him would certainly yield great rewards in the future.

Moreover, after entering the Innate realm, his cultivation progress had slowed, and upon reaching the second grade, he hit a bottleneck. Perhaps entering the military for training might offer a breakthrough.

Even if no breakthrough is found, as his cultivation progress is stagnant, he might as well join the military and make a name for himself in history.

Chen Mo was very pleased and made him his deputy general.

In the afternoon.

Zhao Fujin came out of the palace to find him.

She had learned that Chen Mo would be leaving Bianliang to go on a campaign in the next few days, and if she didn’t see him today, there was no telling when they could meet again.

”This is the Celestial Spirit Heart Guard Armor my mother asked me to give you.” Zhao Fujin had a palace maid bring a exquisite box from the carriage and handed it to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo casually accepted it, feeling inexplicably warm inside.

The Celestial Spirit Heart Guard Armor is an upper-grade Earth Tier treasure, formerly the battle armor of the Grand General Wang Li from the previous dynasty, containing the mysteries of the Bagua and can resist extremely strong damage.

Back when Chen Mo went to Nanyang, Xiao Yunxi had planned to give him this battle armor.

However, at that time, due to his status and position, he was not qualified to wear it, but now he was.

Just having playfully bullied her last night, she sent the battle armor immediately afterward, showing how much Xiao Yunxi cares for Chen Mo.

”Thank the Empress Dowager, and thank you, Your Highness.” In front of everyone, Chen Mo cupped his hands to Zhao Fujin and then invited her into the mansion.

Zhao Fujin nodded, suppressing the excitement of seeing Chen Mo again, and followed him into the mansion. They went all the way to the back courtyard of the Chen Mansion, discreetly sending everyone away in mutual understanding.

”Junior Brother.” In the corridor, seeing that no one was around, Zhao Fujin directly threw herself into Chen Mo’s arms, hugging him tightly, and said in a somewhat low voice, ”I miss you so much...”

Then she looked up and pouted her lips.

There was no need to say what Zhao Fujin wanted to do, as Chen Mo already knew.

Despite having just teased the Empress Dowager last night, now he...

Yet if he didn’t reciprocate, she might indulge in wild thoughts again, so he lowered his head and gently kissed Zhao Fujin’s thin lips.

Initially, Chen Mo intended just a light peck like a dragonfly touching the water.

However, Zhao Fujin actively engaged further, grabbing Chen Mo’s hand and placing it on her confidence.

Such a bold move made Chen Mo a bit reserved, and he gently pushed her away.

Zhao Fujin looked at Chen Mo with a confused expression.

”Senior Sister, what’s wrong?” Chen Mo asked.

”Junior Brother, I’m... I’m leaving here with my master, completely separating from you. I... I can’t bear to leave you, so... why don’t I give my body to you? Junior Brother, I want to be your woman,” Zhao Fujin boldly said.

These words were something Zhao Fujin had carefully considered before leaving the palace.

After parting, they had no idea when they might see each other again.

Zhao Fujin feared her junior brother might forget about her, so she planned to give her body to him to leave a deep impression.

”No way.” Chen Mo was startled, not because he disliked Zhao Fujin, but how could he jeopardize her future for a moment’s pleasure?

Lin Su Ya once said that before Zhao Fujin reached Foundation Establishment, she should not lose her purity, as it would hinder her cultivation.

He solemnly said to Zhao Fujin, ”Senior Sister, I know what you are worried about. I can’t bear to leave you either. Rest assured, once I handle my matters, I will come to find you...”

”Then will you... forget me or not want me?” Zhao Fujin’s eyes reddened a bit.

”How could I? You’re so beautiful; there’s no way I wouldn’t want you. Yet, I’m afraid once you surpass me in cultivation due to your excellent talents in the superior environment over there, you might despise me and not want me,” joked Chen Mo.

”Hmph.” Zhao Fujin wiped away the tears at the corners of her eyes and playfully said, ”If you don’t come to find me, I’ll just find someone more handsome than you and forget about you.”

”Oh my, you intend to ditch me, see if I don’t tickle you to death...” Chen Mo began tickling Zhao Fujin’s armpits.

”I won’t want you, I won’t... Haha, stop tickling, I was joking... boo hoo...”

Before Zhao Fujin could finish speaking, Chen Mo lifted her up, pressing her back against a pillar in the corridor, her legs wrapped around his waist, her arms around his neck, passionately responding.

A long time passed before their lips parted.

Chen Mo gazed deeply into Zhao Fujin’s eyes, ”If you are true to me, I will be true to you.”

Zhao Fujin, filled with love for him, replied earnestly, ”Even if you forget me, I will never forget you.”

The seriousness in Zhao Fujin’s words...

What man could withstand such words? Chen Mo roughly tore Zhao Fujin’s clothes, revealing her large expanse of skin.

Chen Mo kissed her collarbone...

With Zhao Fujin holding his head, feeling no resistance, she instead encouraged Chen Mo to go further.

Fortunately, Chen Mo maintained some self-control, only taking slight liberties without the intent of going all the way.

...

Because Zhao Fujin’s clothes were torn, Chen Mo took her to Yi Yao’s room, asking Yi Yao for a new dress for her to change into.

Gazing at Zhao Fujin with her flushed face and slightly disheveled attire, Yi Yao first widened her eyes, then blushed, gave Zhao Fujin a new dress, and left the room to give the two some space.

Zhao Fujin, knowing Yi Yao must have guessed something, gave Chen Mo a barrage of slaps, ”It’s all your fault, it’s all your fault, and now...”

”How was I supposed to know the quality of that dress was so poor? Don’t worry; we’re all on the same side; it won’t get out,” Chen Mo chuckled, holding Zhao Fujin’s jade-like hand that was hitting his shoulder.”

Zhao Fujin complained to Chen Mo twice before stopping.

Then she thought of something, ”Junior Brother, what’s going on between you and Elder Sister?”