Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

”You need to control it, it’s so fat you can’t even see its neck.”

”I can’t control it.” Ye Wanqiu’s nature was still too soft, watching the pet eating snacks, she gently scolded, ”Eat slower, aren’t you afraid of bursting?”

”Meow~”

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Hearing that Wanqiu was with Miaozhen, Chen Mo immediately stopped in his tracks, holding Luo Zhen as they walked to Miaozhen’s room.

Ye Wanqiu was passing by walking her cat and came in to sit for a bit, so the door was not closed. As soon as Chen Mo entered, he saw the two women sitting at the square table.

Especially Xu Miaozhen, who stood out in her light yellow ruqun, sitting on the round stool, her back facing Chen Mo. The tight skirt wrapped around her perfect hips, outlining a powerful curve.

On the table were snacks, and the round-bodied cat-pig, Fanqiu, was stuffing snacks into its mouth. Those slender table legs could hardly support Fanqiu.

Ye Wanqiu sat to the left of Xu Miaozhen, and when she looked outside the door, she happened to see a tall figure: ”Mas... Master.”

”Master?”

Xu Miaozhen, who was talking, froze for a moment and turned around.

Originally, Chen Mo’s gaze was on Ye Wanqiu’s face when he heard her, but as Xu Miaozhen turned, his eyes were inevitably drawn to the pair of ”footballs” in front of her.

Of course, compared to Ji Xi’Er, the scale was still a bit smaller.

Ji Xi’Er’s were like basketballs.

But even so, Xu Miaozhen could stand on top of the mountain, overlooking everything.

”Sir, have you... returned?” Even though they were married, Xu Miaozhen still liked to call Chen Mo ’Sir’.

Chen Mo nodded, walked over, and placed Luo Zhen on the round stool to Miaozhen’s right. Looking at the cat-pig on the table, he teased, ”Wanqiu, how did you raise a cat to become a pig?”

Ye Wanqiu blushed with embarrassment, and a little annoyed, she flicked the pig’s head, saying, ”Still eating.”

Fanqiu ignored her and continued eating; this snack tasted so good, even the kitchen didn’t have it.

”It needs to lose weight,” Chen Mo said.

”Fanqiu sneaks into the kitchen to steal food every night when I fall asleep. It’s wreaked havoc in the kitchen many times,” Ye Wanqiu said, looking troubled.

”That’s simple. Just have Xiao Jiu supervise its weight loss from now on.”

As soon as Chen Mo finished speaking, the orange cat on the table immediately popped up. The snack in its mouth lost its flavor, and it meowed before jumping off the table, running away without looking back, seemingly trying to find a place to hide in advance.

To Fanqiu, Xiao Jiu was its nemesis.

Watching Fanqiu run away scared, Ye Wanqiu and Xu Miaozhen couldn’t help but laugh.

The reason Fanqiu sneaked into the kitchen was because everyone knew it was Ye Wanqiu’s beloved pet, and no one would touch it even if it stole food.

But Xiao Jiu was different; not only would it, but it also treated Fanqiu like a toy, squeezing it as it pleased.

After Fanqiu left, the room became quiet, and the atmosphere turned a bit awkward.

The three were not inexperienced young girls, and since it wasn’t early, they knew what might happen next.

If it were in the past, Ye Wanqiu would have definitely found a reason to leave.

But it had been so long since she last saw Chen Mo, and now that he was finally back, she didn’t want to remain solitary anymore, so she stayed put.

This was Xu Miaozhen’s room, so naturally, she didn’t move either.

Luo Zhen even more so, as she was carried in by Chen Mo.

”Zhen’Er, close the door,” Chen Mo instructed, then walked into the inner room, lying on the fragrant bed. He shouted like a master, ”What are you all standing around for, hurry over and serve me.”

The three women glanced at each other, cheeks flushed. Unlike Zhao Jiangning, they exchanged looks, as if saying who would go first.

”If you don’t come over, you’ll get a spanking,” Chen Mo raised his hand and said with a smile.

The three women felt a sense of heat on their bottoms, and Luo Zhen was the first to stand up, walking over shyly.

With someone taking the lead, Xu Miaozhen and Ye Wanqiu weren’t as embarrassed and followed behind.

The three women took off their embroidered shoes in succession, lying down beside Chen Mo. Xu Miaozhen held a small quilt in her arms, her face red, not daring to look at anyone.

Though it wasn’t the first time, it depended on the participants.

With Wanqiu, it was obviously her first time, and there was a sense of unfamiliarity. Such a matter was already nerve-wracking, and with strangers, even more so.

Chen Mo understood the personalities of the three women. It wasn’t just the two of them alone, so if he didn’t take action, who knew how long it’d drag on.

He grabbed Xu Miaozhen’s arm, pulled her from the outside into his embrace, and with a turn, pressed her beneath him. His large hand expertly glided over her voluptuous figure...

The bodice fell open, revealing more than it seemed from the outside, instantly eliciting envious gasps from Ye Wanqiu and Luo Zhen.

This was too much.

Luo Zhen was fine since she had been with Miaozhen longer, and their relationship was better.

But Ye Wanqiu was different, and she couldn’t help but want to feel it too.

But Chen Mo was even naughtier, diving in...

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After a wild night, he went back to his room the next day to wash up and then went to see Wu Xin’Er.

With no Princess Consort decided yet, Wu Xin’Er was the mistress of Prince Zhen Nan’s Mansion. By rights, the first person Chen Mo should have seen upon returning would be her before he could favor the other consorts.

After seeing Wu Xin’Er, it wasn’t long before the women in the back courtyard knew Chen Mo had returned, clearly informed by Wu Xin’Er.

Wu Xin’Er understood that if she wanted to be the leader, she needed to be accommodating and not jealous.

Amidst a room full of beauties, Wu Xin’Er spoke about important matters:

”Husband, the family sent a letter a few days ago. Miss Xiyue has already boarded the ship; by my calculations, she will arrive in the Capital in about three days. Prince Zhen Nan’s Mansion should be prepared, and you should send someone to meet her early. This would also show how much you value Miss Xiyue. At that time...”

Wu Xin’Er, worthy of being Prince Zhen Nan’s Consort, had already arranged everything in advance, needing only Chen Mo’s approval.

”Let’s do as Xin’Er suggested.”

After a wild night, he went back to his room the next day to wash up and then went to see Wu Xin’Er.

With no Princess Consort decided yet, Wu Xin’Er was the mistress of Prince Zhen Nan’s Mansion. By rights, the first person Chen Mo should have seen upon returning would be her before he could favor the other consorts.

After seeing Wu Xin’Er, it wasn’t long before the women in the back courtyard knew Chen Mo had returned, clearly informed by Wu Xin’Er.

Wu Xin’Er understood that if she wanted to be the leader, she needed to be accommodating and not jealous.

Amidst a room full of beauties, Wu Xin’Er spoke about important matters:

”Husband, the family sent a letter a few days ago. Miss Xiyue has already boarded the ship; by my calculations, she will arrive in the Capital in about three days. Prince Zhen Nan’s Mansion should be prepared, and you should send someone to meet her early.

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