Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

The forty-eighth day of the great turmoil.

Pitter-patter.

The sky began to rain again, a sunshower, with the sun hanging high in the sky, even the raindrops falling on their bodies felt warm.

Rain fell on the inn that was still a day’s journey from Bianliang, creating a gentle tapping sound.

On the second floor of the inn, Luo Zhen dressed in a blue gown, stood in the corridor, gazing at the distant sky where a beautiful rainbow stretched across.

”Sister Luo Zhen, I heard from the officials at the inn that the mountain road not far from here was washed out by rain the day before yesterday. Although laborers have been sent to repair it, that section of the road is still difficult to travel. We have a lot of things and quite a large group. If we take the carriage, we will need to detour.”

Xu Miaozhen approached. After spending several days together, in the absence of Chen Mo, she became a true confidante to Luo Zhen, considering her a sister, given that she was also one of Chen Mo’s women.

Although, by age, Xu Miaozhen was actually a year older than Luo Zhen.

But be it by the order of arrival or any other aspect, Xu Miaozhen couldn’t compare to Luo Zhen, and naturally could only act as the younger sister.

Xu Miaozhen wore a light yellow skirt, her ample bosom made Luo Zhen envious. She had privately inquired about the reason, to which Xu Miaozhen simply replied she was naturally gifted since childhood.

It left Luo Zhen speechless.

”But if we detour, we won’t reach Bianliang today,” Luo Zhen extended her hand to let the raindrops fall on it.

”Even without detouring, we won’t make it today,” Jiang Ruoqing appeared behind the two women at an unknown time, arms crossed over her chest, holding a longsword, her expression cold.

Seeing the faces of the two women, Jiang Ruoqing understood why Chen Mo, despite angering her, insisted on having her escort these two women back to the capital.

Their exquisite beauty, their delicate demeanor, so pitifully charming, even Jiang Ruoqing felt a tinge of compassion; let alone Chen Mo, who Jiang Ruoqing thought was somewhat lascivious.

But compassion aside, perhaps because her body belonged to Chen Mo, Jiang Ruoqing had to admit and accept the fact that she was his woman, and naturally harbored animosity toward his other women.

From the moment she saw the two women, Jiang Ruoqing hadn’t shown them any kindness, only relaying Chen Mo’s orders to her, handing them Chen Mo’s handwritten letter, and instructing them to pack up quickly, after which she said nothing more to them.

Even when Luo Zhen asked her to solve the haunting at the Luo Mansion, Jiang Ruoqing simply said, ”We’re leaving soon, why bother!”

It was precisely Jiang Ruoqing’s attitude over the past two days that made Luo Zhen and Xu Miaozhen quite fearful of her.

They even attempted to inquire about Jiang Ruoqing’s relationship with the Lord.

And Jiang Ruoqing simply replied, ”It’s none of your business.”

Her tone was cold.

Leaving Luo Zhen feeling embarrassed.

And Xu Miaozhen, with her timid nature, was not one to argue, and as Chen Mo’s letter had mentioned Jiang Ruoqing’s name and strength, advising her to listen to her, Luo Zhen dared not confront her.

Upon hearing this, Luo Zhen turned back with a sweet smile, ”Sister Ruoqing, we’ll follow your advice and detour.”

”Just call me by my name; our relationship isn’t that close,” Jiang Ruoqing lowered her hand and continued, ”Tell your people to quiet down, let them rest while they can. Once the rain stops, we’ll set out.”

After saying this, Jiang Ruoqing left the corridor on the second floor.

Seeing Jiang Ruoqing leave, Luo Zhen let out a long sigh of relief, while Xu Miaozhen took deep breaths and said, ”Sister Luo Zhen, she’s... quite intimidating.”

”The Lord mentioned in the letter that Sister Ruoqing is a Second-Grade Martial Artist with a powerful aura,” said Luo Zhen.

It was evident that Jiang Ruoqing had unleashed her aura when she spoke just now.

”But I feel she harbors a lot of animosity toward us, intentionally targeting us.” Women are sensitive in such matters, and Xu Miaozhen had picked up on this.

Luo Zhen smiled, suddenly whispering in Xu Miaozhen’s ear, ”Her relationship with the Lord is certainly not ordinary.”

Xu Miaozhen was still puzzled.

Luo Zhen continued, ”Go tell Chief Engineer Tie Li to take good care of the gunpowder. It’s rainy and humid, don’t let it get wet and damp.”

Since they were leaving Nanyang.

Luo Zhen brought along the craftsmen who developed the Fire Bottle Bombs in Nanyang, along with their families and the families of Chen Mo’s subordinates, accompanied by a whole band of troops Chen Mo left to protect them at Luo Zhen’s side.

Xu Miaozhen nodded.

...

Let’s call it the Chen Mansion No. 3 Courtyard.

In the backyard, Zhao Jiangning’s mood had been chaotic for the last couple of days.

Ever since she divorced Gao Fen and moved here with Chen Mo’s assistance, her mind had been in disorder.

Chen Mo had arranged guards, a maid named Chun Lan to attend to her, protecting her from Gao Qiu’s intrusion, and after recovering from her illness, she experienced an unprecedented sense of tranquility.

Something she had never enjoyed since childhood.

Yet now, she was experiencing this.

And the gifts from Chen Mo always perfectly suited her preferences, even without her saying a word about what she wanted to eat for lunch or dinner, it would be prepared.

It was as if Chen Mo knew exactly what she desired.

This peculiar feeling made Zhao Jiangning both nervous and joyful, her affection deepening day by day.

At one moment, Zhao Jiangning felt like a harlot, impatiently waiting for Chen Mo to violate her.

But since parting that day, he hadn’t come to see her for some reason.

And as a woman, even though she was healed, she had no reason to visit him.

This feeling was like a cat in heat, caged without release.

...

Chen Mo was also feeling uneasy.

Since yesterday afternoon, Chen Mo noticed unfamiliar figures lingering outside the Chen Mansion, frequently glancing inside.

And at night, Chen Mo sensed someone probing inside the mansion.

When Chen Mo went out to check, that person vanished without a trace.

Without thinking, he knew it was someone sent by the Emperor.

Chen Mo didn’t act rashly, only instructing his women to dress conservatively.

Originally, when idle, Chen Mo would flirt with Chun Lan and the others.

But now, he refrained from doing so.

Living a life of restraint and purity.

Thankfully, based on simulations, it would last at most two more days, otherwise, Chen Mo wouldn’t be able to endure it.

After all, no one likes being watched constantly, especially when you’re aware of it but can’t act, it’s quite stifling.

...

Imperial Palace.

Imperial Garden.

”Your Highness, I heard that the Shenxiao Sect is a branch derived from one of the three sects of talismans, specializing in the Five-Thunder Talisman. This method can enslave ghosts and gods, summon thunderstorms, and ward off disasters...”

A young man of excellent demeanor, appearance, attire, and speech, was elegantly talking to Zhao Jiangning about what he knew.

Zhao Jiangning was quite annoyed by this: ”Wu Chang’an, can you stop following me?!”