Cultivation Begins with Caring for Sister-in-law

Chapter 872: Chapter 878, Chapter 879: Liang Ji and Zhao Yushu

Palace courtyard, Emperor’s bedroom.

Yang Qingqing, in a light green low-cut long dress, had a face as white as snow, full of loneliness, her eyes teary as she cried quietly.

No matter what, Yang Xian was her biological father. Now hearing that the Court was sending troops to the Shu Residence, not only outnumbering Shu Residence’s forces, but also led by Wu Yanqing, with the State Preceptor as deputy commander. Both of them were Upper Third-Grade Martial Artists. Wasn’t this going for her father’s life?

"Precisely because he is your biological father, he should heed my will and not repeatedly oppose the Court and oppose me." Chen Mo said coldly.

Yang Qingqing looked at the young man in the Emperor’s Robe with red eyes, her jade face full of sorrow. She grasped Chen Mo’s Emperor’s Robe, and choked: "Can’t Your Majesty spare him?"

Chen Mo looked at the beauty crying like a pear blossom in the rain, sighed, and said: "I’m not intent on taking his life. In the court meeting, I said, in a situation where war can be avoided, I would bring him back to the Capital.

That is to say, as long as General Wu and his troops arrive at the Shu Residence and he can surrender without resistance and be taken to the Capital, considering your sake, I will spare his life, but his cultivation, I will abolish, yet..."

As he spoke here, Chen Mo’s tone turned cold, saying: "But if he still stubbornly resists and refuses to surrender by then, the only thing awaiting him is a dead end."

When hearing ’dead end’, Yang Qingqing seemed struck by a thunderbolt, the whole person sat dazed on the ground, her mind turned empty.

After a long while, Yang Qingqing’s eyes regained some color, she grabbed Chen Mo’s trouser leg, slowly got up, then trembling hands went to untie Chen Mo’s belt.

Once the belt was undone, she immediately went to pull down Chen Mo’s trousers, her graceful figure also rubbing against Chen Mo.

As if to use this method to make Chen Mo change his mind.

"What are you doing?"

Chen Mo shouted sternly, grabbed her body to make her stand straight, saying: "Doing this will only make me grow tired of you, and this matter will not change in the slightest."

Yang Qingqing’s actions paused, and she started crying again, her eyes swelling after a while, she said: "Your Majesty, I must go with General Wu."

"What are you, a member of the harem, doing with the army? Nonsense."

"I want to personally persuade him, make him surrender, and not end up with a disastrous end." Yang Qingqing raised her eyes to look at Chen Mo, saying: "Your Majesty, I’m begging you..."

Saying this, Yang Qingqing knelt down again.

Chen Mo looked down at her, saying: "What if you still can’t persuade him this time?"

"No... that won’t happen, I will definitely persuade him this time."

"Alright." After deliberating for a moment, Chen Mo agreed, then said: "If it still doesn’t work, then don’t blame me."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Go ahead."

...

After Yang Qingqing left, Chen Mo summoned Jia Yin and asked him to pass a message to Wu Yanqing on his behalf.

Inform him that Yang Qingqing would also be accompanying the army, but under any circumstances, she must not interfere with military matters.

The reason Chen Mo instructed this was to prevent Yang Qingqing, if she couldn’t persuade Yang Xian, from using her status as a Princess Consort to interfere with the army’s actions.

After Jia Yin withdrew, Chen Mo raised his sword-like brows and headed to Weiyang Palace.

In Weiyang Palace, Wu Mi was seated on a cushion behind a long desk, holding a delicate round fan, gently fanning Chen Jia who was doing her homework beside her.

At this moment, a female official’s voice came from outside the hall, softly saying: "Empress, Your Majesty has arrived."

As she spoke, a youth in a black Emperor’s Robe walked in with his hands behind his back.

Wu Mi slowly rose, her gentle eyes looked upon the youth in the Dragon Robe with visible delight and excitement, saying: "Your Majesty, you’re here!"

"Father." Chen Jia, who was doing her homework, also looked up happily and called out to her father.

Chen Mo walked up to them, held Wu Mi’s jade hand, and looking at Chen Jia beside her, asked: "Jia’er, what are you doing?"

"This is the homework the teacher gave us yesterday; there are still some arithmetic problems unfinished, and the teacher will check it later." Chen Jia said softly.

"Your Majesty, I heard from Chen Ming that lately Jia’er has been diligent, she not only can recite the thousand-character essay but also the multiplication table." Wu Mi, with her Liu Mei green like a verdant willow, looked at Chen Jia with her beautiful eyes smiling, saying: "Jia’er, recite the multiplication table for your father."

"Alright." Chen Jia responded, straightened her small back, folded her hands on the long desk, and recited clearly: "One times one is one, one times two is two... nine times nine is eighty-one..."

"Clap clap." As a mother, Wu Mi immediately applauded and praised: "Jia’er is amazing."

"Jia’er is so smart." Chen Mo picked Chen Jia up, laughing: "As expected of my son. Tell me, what gift would you like, your father will promise you anything."

"Then can father put Jia’er down first, it’s almost time for class, and the homework isn’t done yet." Chen Jia said timidly.

Chen Mo was taken aback, then glanced at Wu Mi, and both of them laughed softly.

"Alright, alright, father will put Jia’er down. Jia’er, would you like to go outside to do your homework? Father wants to have a few words with your mother."

"Okay."

A female official stepped forward to take Chen Jia outside.

Chen Mo and Wu Mi smiled as they watched Chen Jia leave, the latter said: "Your Majesty, Jia’er really resembles you."

"What son doesn’t resemble his father, but he is much smarter than I was at his age." Chen Mo laughed.