Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

To be honest, kissing Yue Yuxi gave me a different feeling. All the women around Chen Mo had black hair, black eyes, and yellow skin, while Yue Yuxi had blonde hair, blue eyes, and white skin.

It’s like having too much sweetness, and suddenly there’s a sour taste, or maybe a special dish.

But soon, the enjoyment of the ’delicacy’ was gone. My mouth was filled with the taste of blood, and I quickly let go of Yue Yuxi, sticking out my tongue to take a look.

Yep, it was bitten.

Although my physical body had been enhanced a lot by the True Explanation of the Minor Profound Technique, it still had weaknesses. For instance, the tongue is a soft part...

”You... you bastard, how dare you... dare...” Yue Yuxi was so angry her chest heaved up and down, and her complexion trembled, she couldn’t even finish a complete sentence.

Chen Mo also cursed back angrily, ”Are you a dog? We’ve shared a bed so many times, and it’s just a kiss.”

”You... you’re shameless.”

”It seems you’re still not listening properly.” Chen Mo said as he walked away, saying, ”Come to me when you’re willing to talk about lifting the guard duty.”

Hearing this, Yue Yuxi stomped her feet angrily, but in her heart, she started to consider Chen Mo’s words.

She thought that since she had already given everything to him, even her first kiss was taken, it might be better to be obedient and allow him to lift the guard duty, making her life more comfortable.

However, what she didn’t realize was that thinking this way, she was falling right into the trap Chen Mo set for her.

Her gradual surrender would only allow Chen Mo to control her better, thereby achieving his goal of taming her.

...

By mid-morning, Chen Mo, along with his wives and concubines, strolled through the streets of Bianliang.

He realized that for a long time he had been busy with his own affairs and hadn’t taken them shopping or for leisurely walks.

In his previous life, newly married couples would usually go on a honeymoon.

For safety reasons, his outing was rather grand, with the Imperial Guard clearing the way ahead and the Imperial City Department on both sides for security, attracting the attention of many citizens.

Ye Wanqiu was a bit nervous; she was from a bureaucratic family and had received a good education from a young age. At the same time, traditional beliefs deeply constrained her, having been confined to the boudoir and rarely going out.

When she got older, she was selected as a concubine candidate and entered the palace, and the Late Emperor took a liking to her, making her Consort Jing. Naturally, the rules in the Imperial Palace were even stricter than those outside, and since she wasn’t favored, she barely saw any men, let alone leaving the palace for outings.

From childhood to adulthood, she could count the number of times she had strolled in the streets on one hand.

Along with her nervousness, everything around her filled her with curiosity.

Of course, a touch of shyness was unavoidable.

Unquestionably, Bianliang was the most prosperous place in the Great Song Imperial Dynasty; bustling with people, it was filled with onlookers, leaving Ye Wanqiu unable to hide her shyness.

”Miaozhen, come quickly! Bianliang is truly more prosperous than Nanyang, even with the presence of the huqin.” Luo Zhen was much bolder than Ye Wanqiu, pulling Xu Miaozhen to a vendor, picking up a huqin the seller had and inquiring about its price.

When Zhao Ji was in power, many foreign merchants with camels and horses passed through the markets of Bianliang, and a variety of accents filled the air.

But with the turmoil that unfolded, the instability of the world made the foreigners in Bianliang much fewer, and some good streets even had empty stalls...

Luo Zhen, known as the first beauty of Nanyang, was naturally stunning, maintaining her appearance daily. Her cheeks were smooth as water, flawless as jade, and devoid of makeup, her complexion radiant like the morning sun on snow.

The venders, perhaps embarrassed or intimidated by the nearby Imperial Guard, offered to gift the huqin to Luo Zhen without requiring payment.

This left Luo Zhen momentarily stunned; although she didn’t know how much it cost, based on her usual knowledge, she left behind some silver taels, and then, with Xu Miaozhen, proceeded to the next vendor.

”Husband, come try on this belt.” Zhao Jiangning approached Chen Mo with a dark-colored belt embroidered with birds and beasts, which was also adorned with jade, a specialty of the Western Regions.

Chen Mo raised his hands, letting Zhao Jiangning unfasten his current belt and replace it with the dark one. Then Zhao Jiangning took a few steps back, glanced it over, found it satisfactory, and went to the vendor to pay.

Just after Zhao Jiangning had purchased the belt for Chen Mo, Yi Yao approached holding a hairpin: ”Master, this is the hairpin my Master specially chose for you, try it on.”

”Yaoyao, don’t talk nonsense.” Jiang Ruoqing, behind them, reddened with embarrassment.

Chen Mo chuckled softly and said, ”Ruoqing, come and help your husband put it on.”

Chen Mo slightly bowed his head.

”Master, go quickly.” Yi Yao handed the hairpin to Jiang Ruoqing and nudged her towards Chen Mo.

Even though Jiang Ruoqing was already married, she was still not quite used to such intimate gestures and appeared a bit shy, but under the gazes of everyone present, she removed Chen Mo’s original hairpin and replaced it with the newly bought one.

Jiang Ruoqing whispered softly in Chen Mo’s ear, ”I... I just thought this hairpin looked...nice...”

”I understand, thank you, my wife.” Shielded by Yi Yao’s figure, Chen Mo smiled and kissed Jiang Ruoqing on the cheek.

Even in public, being kissed by her own husband, Jiang Ruoqing felt a bit embarrassed, her cheeks slightly flushed.

”Husband, come quickly, come quickly!” While Jiang Ruoqing was feeling shy, Wu Xin’Er called Chen Mo over again.

...

Amidst laughter and chatter, the group arrived at a shop selling rouge and women’s intimate apparel.

For such stores, the accompanying Imperial Guard and members of the Imperial City Department could not enter and could only stand guard outside.

Not only that, but the shopkeeper and staff inside were also sent out.

It wasn’t that Chen Mo intended to monopolize the shop, but since they were going to buy, they surely needed to try things on.

This was clearly something he had to see for himself.

Payment would be made once they were done.

The shop had three floors: the first sold rouge, while the second and third floors sold women’s intimate apparel.

Chen Mo went upstairs, closing all the doors and windows tightly to prevent peeping.

Soon, a group of chirping and giggling women emerged from the fitting room, wearing various colored undergarments, their shoulders and collarbones revealed, charmingly walked up to Chen Mo, coquettishly asking if they looked good.

Among them, Zhao Jiangning was the boldest, ”Master, does it look good? If it does, I will wear this to your bedchamber tonight.”

The design of her undergarment had the least fabric, just a square piece in front, not even covering her navel, let alone her voluptuous figure.

Even Xin’Er, Yaoyao, and others had cheeks turning rosy from watching.

Chen Mo was also struck with a whimsical thought, removing Zhao Jiangning’s undergarment to cover his own eyes, laughing, ”Whoever I catch, will accompany me tonight...”