Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace

Chapter 666: 749

Smooch, smooch, smooch...

Chen Mo held Jiang Ruoqing in his arms and bent down to give her charming cheeks a few hearty kisses. She had been with Chen Mo for three or four years now, and under his influence, she had become a beautiful, mature woman.

Even though Jiang Ruoqing was used to the intimacy of an old married couple, she blushed in the face of such an attack. Lying in bed, with Nangong Yue next to her, she tried to push him away but couldn’t, so she turned her head to avoid it and patted Chen Mo’s chest, "Are you crazy? She’s in the room."

"She’s unconscious, she won’t wake up for a while. Did you bring the stockings..."

Chen Mo’s large hands wandered over Ruoqing’s body. Earlier, when she said Nangong Yue liked him, he particularly wanted to do something in front of Nangong Yue.

Jiang Ruoqing widened her eyes, seemingly guessing what Chen Mo was up to, and exclaimed softly, "You’re really crazy."

As she spoke, she pinched Chen Mo’s waist.

As if trying to dispel those bad thoughts in his mind.

But Chen Mo ignored it, kissing Ruoqing’s red lips once more.

Soon, Ruoqing was in a daze, letting Chen Mo take charge, obediently taking out the stockings and high heels she brought from Canglan Continent from the Qiankun Ring.

Chen Mo personally dressed her.

Ruoqing’s legs were the most beautiful among all of Chen Mo’s women, and wrapped in stockings, they exuded a hazy beauty, making them appear particularly slender and long.

But Ruoqing couldn’t understand.

After he painstakingly put them on her, he tore the stockings apart.

Wasn’t that redundant?

"Don’t..." Jiang Ruoqing widened her eyes.

Because Chen Mo carried her to the bedside.

Nangong Yue was lying quietly in bed, with a hint of pain on her delicate face, making her appear somewhat pale and pitiably charming.

"Don’t worry, she won’t wake up," Chen Mo whispered, coaxing Ruoqing to lie down.

...

...

Next door.

Zhao Qianyi stood outside the room for a while, suspecting something as Chen Mo hadn’t come out of Jiang Ruoqing’s room.

A blush crept onto her cheeks.

What a mess.

Nangong Yue is still in the room.

After admiring the moonlight for a while and letting her wild thoughts disappear, Zhao Qianyi went back inside.

She hadn’t been in for long when she noticed Nangong Xue’s eyelashes fluttering before she slowly opened her eyes.

"You’re awake." Seeing her struggle to sit up, Zhao Qianyi quickly pressed down on her shoulders, "The Elder said you suffered severe internal injuries, but fortunately, it’s not irreversible. With proper care and rest, you’ll recover. So don’t move, just rest well."

Hearing this, Nangong Xue lay back down. She could feel the pain in her body and asked, "Where... Where am I now?"

Speaking even that much was strenuous for her.

"Suoxian Courtyard, in my room. You were unconscious, so I couldn’t get you into your room."

Zhao Qianyi briefly mentioned how Chen Mo had taken her and her sister to the Medicine Hall to find the Elder for treatment after Nangong Xue fainted.

Nangong Xue furrowed her eyebrows, "I haven’t even repaid my old debts, and now I owe a new one. It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have ignored his advice, causing trouble for Little Yue as well..."

Despite the regret in her words, they still carried a cold tone.

Zhao Qianyi was used to it, handing Nangong Xue a cup of water and feeding her a sip before saying, "Can you tell me what exactly happened?"

Nangong Xue hesitated for a moment, just about to explain when suddenly she sensed something, her icy demeanor breaking with a flushed face of embarrassed anger, "They... they..."

"What?" Zhao Qianyi looked at her puzzled.

Nangong Xue’s lips parted as if to speak, but the strange sensation left her, already weak, completely drained of strength.

...

Nangong Yue woke up halfway through the night.

Her finger twitched just as Chen Mo was carrying Jiang Ruoqing over.

Chen Mo knew she was awake.

But he said nothing, finding it even more...

And Nangong Yue, knowing what happened, dared not open her eyes, even after Chen Mo left and Jiang Ruoqing lay down to rest beside her.

In such a muddled state, she fell asleep again.

It wasn’t until the next morning when Zhao Qianyi came knocking.

Nangong Yue wasn’t injured, and after a night’s rest, the lingering weakness dissipated, though there was still some soreness, transmitted from Nangong Xue.

The discomfort would likely only disappear once Nangong Xue fully recovered.

But Nangong Yue was accustomed to it.

From childhood until now, for over ten years, this wasn’t the first time such events happened.

They had seen doctors before.

But the doctors couldn’t pinpoint the exact cause, and since their condition wasn’t life-threatening, it was left unresolved.

On the contrary, it proved beneficial for their cultivation.

Take Divine Techniques, for instance.

Once one of them successfully cultivated a Divine Technique, the other could wield it too, without needing to cultivate.

...

As they gathered in the plaza, Nangong Yue’s eyes evasively avoided Chen Mo, filled with a mix of shame and anger.

They actually did that right in front of her...

"Why is your face so red? Didn’t you sleep well last night?" Zhao Qianyi asked with concern.

Jiang Ruoqing glanced over, her face a bit tense too. Of course, she didn’t know Nangong Yue had woken up in the middle of the night; she was simply embarrassed by the situation.

Thinking this, she gave Chen Mo a sideways glare.

Chen Mo, unfazed, asked Nangong Yue seriously, "Miss Nangong Yue, what happened last night? Why did you suddenly faint?"

Nangong Yue knew it couldn’t be hidden, and having long held feelings for Chen Mo, after a brief hesitation, she recounted everything about her and her sister.

After listening, everyone’s mouths hung open.

Even though Ruoqing had mentioned their telepathic connection the previous night, it still seemed unbelievable to Chen Mo.

This was way beyond simple telepathy.

"Perhaps that’s why both you and your sister were detected with Orange Bodies," Zhao Qianyi suggested.

Xiao Jiu then pointed out a concern, "If that’s the case, then... wouldn’t it be awkward when you both marry in the future?"

Everyone was momentarily stunned.

Indeed, once married, what would happen on their wedding night?

Nangong Yue’s face flushed deeply, and after a long hesitation, she stammered, "S-so we agreed from childhood, to... marry the same... same person."

With that, she glanced at Chen Mo meaningfully.

Hearing this, Zhao Qianyi and Jiang Ruoqing immediately understood.

"The competition is about to start," Chen Mo turned his head, touching his nose lightly.

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