Cultivation Begins with Caring for Sister-in-law

Chapter 873: Chapter 878, Chapter 879: Liang Ji and Zhao Yushu_2

Wu Mi smiled and said, "Did Your Majesty come here to talk about Princess Consort Zhao?"

Chen Mo nodded and sighed, "She came to find me just now, seeking a plea for her father. Her eyes were swollen from crying. I told her this matter was non-negotiable, but I agreed to let her accompany the army to Shu Residence. Hopefully, this time, she can persuade him."

"Is Your Majesty asking me to go comfort her?" Wu Mi pondered for a moment and then chuckled.

Chen Mo released Wu Mi’s hand and instead embraced her slender waist, laughing, "Nothing escapes the Empress."

"I’ll go in a bit," Wu Mi leaned her head on Chen Mo’s shoulder, "Earlier, a letter came from my sister, Princess Consort De. She has stepped into the realm of a Middle-Grade Martial Artist, and the Innate Spiritual Qi she has absorbed is the Earth Vein Dragon Qi."

"Oh." Chen Mo was delighted, "This is good news. She’s been at the Seventh Grade for quite some time, and I didn’t expect her to break through after giving birth."

"I heard my sister, Princess Consort De, has changed her cultivation technique and switched to the Cyan Dragon Skill of the previous dynasty’s Imperial Family." Wu Mi said.

Chen Mo nodded, reaching out to stroke Wu Mi’s cheek, "What about you, Mi’Er?"

"I plan to bear a second child for Your Majesty, so I haven’t resumed cultivation." Wu Mi said.

Chen Mo then pinched her chin, swiftly leaning in to capture her two lips, inch by inch, seizing her fragrant breath.

After a while, Chen Mo lifted her up in a princess carry and headed towards the Phoenix Bed, "Let’s conceive now."

...

Evening.

Imperial Study.

Chen Mo, revising memorials, looked up at the pile on the desk, feeling overwhelmed.

Forming the Cabinet is urgent.

"Jia Yin, what hour is it now?" Chen Mo asked.

Jia Yin, who was waiting outside the study, walked in with a duster, bowed, and quietly said, "Your Majesty, it’s already 9:45 PM."

"9:45 PM?" Chen Mo stretched, revealing some fatigue.

Jia Yin looked up, saying, "Your Majesty, take care of your Dragon body."

Chen Mo laughed, "I’m not that frail yet. No matter, these cannot be dealt with tonight."

Chen Mo stood up.

"Your Majesty, will you flip a sign tonight?" Jia Yin asked.

"No need, prepare to go..." Chen Mo hadn’t finished speaking when footsteps were heard outside, and soon, a little eunuch’s voice sounded, "Your Majesty, Princess Consort Lan asked me to deliver a message, saying she misses you."

Chen Mo smiled, "Prepare to go to Lanxiang Palace then."

"Yes."

...

Lanxiang Palace.

"Madam, His Majesty is here." At this moment, a female official quickly entered the hall and softly spoke to Liang Ji.

"Understood." Liang Ji waved her hand, signaling the female official to leave, then turned to the side where Zhao Yushu had just finished bathing and grooming, wearing a purple low-cut gown with her hair styled in a beauty bun, "Yushu, hide behind the screen first. I’ll speak with His Majesty, and then you come out."

"Okay." Zhao Yushu was tense and fearful, her breathing quickened.

Liang Ji held her hand, saying, "Don’t be afraid, His Majesty is quite good, especially to his women. As long as His Majesty is willing to take you in, the Zhao family won’t have to worry in the future."

With that, Liang Ji gestured to Zhao Yushu to hide behind the screen, as she went to greet him.

As Chen Mo entered the outer palace, Liang Ji came out to meet him, about to speak, but then noticed Wang Xiu behind Chen Mo, who was taking notes, and was immediately silent.

"Alright, I’ll stay in Lanxiang Palace tonight, everyone else can leave." Chen Mo turned and said, focusing on Wang Xiu.

Seeing Wang Xiu unmoved, Chen Mo signaled Jia Yin with a glance.

Jia Yin understood and pulled Wang Xiu away while talking.

Liang Ji asked, "Does she follow you every day?"

"Pretty much. I’m used to it, anyway. I have to review these notes later. If there’s anything not right, I’ll correct it." Chen Mo didn’t hide anything.

Liang Ji wasn’t surprised; no dynasty’s history book could be entirely true.

She also dismissed her female officials and palace maids, and then said to Chen Mo, "Yushu, I’ve talked it over, and she can stay in my bedchamber. I’ve agreed she’ll persuade you to accept her..."

With that, Liang Ji looked into Chen Mo’s eyes and smiled, "Aren’t you excited now?"

Chen Mo, expressionless, "Who asked you to meddle in this? I said I agreed to let her leave."

"You’re just pretending. Don’t worry, it’s not forced; she chose to stay herself." Liang Ji said.

"What am I pretending about? It really is so."

"Alright, then I’ll go in and tell her you disagree."

"Nevermind. Since you’ve already arranged it, if I disagree, it’ll hurt her."

"..."

Liang Ji rolled her eyes at Chen Mo, "I’ll go in first, and you come in later."

Entering the inner palace, Liang Ji softly said, "Yushu, come out now, His Majesty has agreed."

Zhao Yushu, nervous-faced, emerged from behind the screen. But soon, her snow-white complexion reddened instantly, as Chen Mo came in.

Following Zhao Shuyu’s gaze, Liang Ji noticed Chen Mo, a little annoyed, "I told you to come in later."

She hadn’t finished advising Yushu yet.

Zhao Yushu lowered her head, not daring to look at Chen Mo.

After all, Chen Mo had agreed to let her leave.

But tonight, she presented herself willingly.

Chen Mo temporarily did not respond to Liang Ji but looked at Zhao Yushu, "Have you really thought it through? If you regret now, you can leave; otherwise, there’s no turning back."

Before Zhao Yushu could finish, Liang Ji stepped forward, held Zhao Yushu’s hand, and said, "Yushu, don’t be nervous."

With Liang Ji’s gentle reassurance, Zhao Yushu slowly raised her head and softly replied, "Mm." Her already flushed cheeks heated up even more under the gaze of the young man in a Dragon Robe.

Chen Mo looked warmly at Zhao Yushu, at her delicate yet radiant face, especially when she softly said "Mm," with her slightly flushed lips, sparking a thought in Chen Mo’s heart.

Chen Mo said no more, and directly stepped forward, holding Zhao Yushu’s other hand.

Zhao Yushu’s body trembled slightly, feeling an impulse to withdraw her hand, but given recent events, she didn’t.

Chen Mo continued to tilt her chin; as Zhao Yushu looked up at Chen Mo, she quickly dodged to the side, her heart pounding intensely.

Chen Mo straightened her face again, scrutinized her, and softly said, "You’re such a treasure. Duke Menghe actually didn’t cherish you and discarded you, such wastefulness."

Zhao Yushu certainly harbors resentment towards Chu Yi; hearing the young man’s words hit her like a thunderclap, her heart surged with indescribable emotions, her tender and pitiful look becoming more captivating.

Chen Mo’s fingers gently traced her lips; her crystalline eyes widened slightly, as he leaned in, capturing those two softly moist lips.

Zhao Yushu’s eyes widened further, her lashes fluttered, her heart filled with shy embarrassment.

Seeing this, Liang Ji’s face turned red, and she lightly coughed, saying, "I’ll leave you to talk first, I... I’ll check on Qin’Er."

Liang Ji released Zhao Yushu’s hand and was about to leave.

But at that moment, Chen Mo suddenly turned, embraced Liang Ji’s shoulders, leaned in, and without a word, kissed her sweet lips, greedily seizing them.

Liang Ji was struck as if by lightning, her eyes widened, her body trembled uncontrollably, lashes under her eyes full of astonishment.

This man, after kissing Yushu, is bullying her in front of Yushu.

Zhao Yushu, shocked, felt Chen Mo’s lingering breath on her lips, and her cheeks quickly flushed with embarrassed anger.

Both wanted to break free almost simultaneously, but Chen Mo’s arm was like iron, holding both women’s waists tightly.

Then, Chen Mo left, embracing both Empresses, heading towards the soft couch on the inside.