Cultivation Begins with Caring for Sister-in-law Chapter 721 - 715–716: Blindfolded Guessing Game 2

Xu Ying’s eyes brightened and she was the first to speak: "Then let dance for you, Prince."

After all, this was a way to show herself.

She looked at Chu Ran: "Your Highness, could you play ’Ping Sha Luo Yan’ for ?"

"It just so happens that I have a guqin and a flute in my room. Your Highness, I’ll bring them to accompany you," Xiao Yunxi got up to fetch the instrunts.

Xiao Ya: "..."

What about ?

She also knew how to play musical instrunts and paint.

But now there was soone to dance, soone to play the guqin, and soone to play the flute.

She seed a bit unnecessary.

"Xiaoya, co over here."

Chen Mo beckoned Xiao Ya over, and when she approached, he pulled her into his arms, holding her tightly.

By this ti, Xiao Yunxi had also returned with the guqin and flute.

In a previous life, Chen Mo had a ginger cat.

He liked to watch TV while eating and petting the cat.

Now, the ginger cat had beco Xiao Ya.

Watching Xu Ying dance gracefully barefoot not far away and listening to the music of the instrunts, Chen Mo embraced Xiao Ya and stroked her smooth hair as if there were no regrets in life, feeling very relaxed.

After a cup of tea’s ti, the gentle lody reached its end, and Xu Ying, like a fish leaping in water, took a step forward to co before Chen Mo. She picked up the half-full cup of wine from the table and offered it to Chen Mo: "Prince, how was my dance?"

With this, Chu Ran’s slender fingers resting on the guqin strings also paused, and Xiao Yunxi put down the flute from her lips.

Chen Mo finished the wine Xu Ying offered him and picked a lotus seed. Upon hearing a soft murmur from his embrace, he laughed heartily: "Like a blooming sumr flower, utterly beautiful."

Xu Ying smiled sweetly.

"Husband, what about my flute music and His Highness’s ’Ping Sha Luo Yan’?" Xiao Yunxi’s voice rose, as if competing with Xu Ying for attention.

"Like the music of the heavens, utterly enchanting," Chen Mo replied.

"Husband, I also know how to play ’Ping Sha Luo Yan.’ Shall I play a piece for you too?"

Xiao Ya tugged on her open collar, wanting to show herself off as well.

Chen Mo pinched Xiao Ya’s delicate cheek and said softly: "It’s getting late, let’s rest."

"I’ll go make the bed," Xu Ying was already waiting for this mont.

"I’ll help you," Chu Ran quickly got up to join her.

After spending so much ti with Chen Mo, they still hadn’t tidied the bed.

Xiao Ya pretended to be a block of wood at this mont.

Soon, as everyone lay on the bed, the silken hooks on the curtains were lowered. Unwrapping herself like a serpent, Empress Xu draped herself across Chen Mo’s chest and then whispered in his ear with alluring eyes: "Prince, shall we play a little ga? It’s called Blindfold Guessing."

Explaining the rules briefly, she made a point of asking Chen Mo to shut off his senses, otherwise the ga wouldn’t be fun.

Upon hearing it, Chen Mo’s heart fluttered, amazed at how skilled Empress Xu was.

Xu Ying’s whisper wasn’t too quiet, so the other three won heard it too, glancing at Xu Ying with shy and scolding eyes, silently cursing "Demon Queen" in their hearts for coming up with such ridiculous ideas.

Fortunately, Xu Ying, the Empress, was only left with the title. If she truly beca an Empress at the pinnacle of royal power, the entire nation might be dood at her hands.

...

anwhile, at the Copper Sparrow Garden.

There was no moon tonight.

Thus, although it wasn’t yet 9 p.m., the night already seed very deep.

Madam Xiao was not yet asleep, combing her smooth long hair in front of the mirror. Suddenly, she paused, quickly set the peach wood comb aside, and found a strand of white hair from her black locks. With her eyebrows slightly furrowed, she felt as though the sky was falling.

Staring blankly for a long ti, her thoughts turned into a long sigh.

For the Great Song Dynasty, where the average lifespan was about fifty, she had no choice but to accept the fact that, being over thirty, she was "old."

She tightly gazed at her beautiful face in the copper mirror, and despite maintaining her looks well, found a wrinkle at the corner of her eye, causing her already troubled expression to collapse further.

"Halfway to becoming an old woman, no wonder King Wei doesn’t visit. Perhaps, I shouldn’t yearn for those things..." Madam Xiao muttered to herself.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Her voice carried a hint of joy, hoping it was Chen Mo, or a servant bringing news of him.

"Sister, it’s ," Madam Gan said from outside.

"Oh, it’s you. The door’s not locked, co in," Madam Xiao couldn’t hide her disappointnt.

Soon, the door opened, and a graceful figure walked in.

"Sister, what’s wrong? Why the gloomy look?" Madam Gan asked as she walked up to Madam Xiao with small, delicate steps.

Madam Xiao didn’t intend to hide it from Madam Gan and picked up the white hair she had just pulled from the table, "I found a white hair."

Madam Gan was taken aback for a mont, then sighed: "Sister, I have so too, but we should think openly. In the countryside, won get white hair in their teens. We’re much better off."

"Ah, let’s not talk about this," Madam Xiao got up to pour tea for Madam Gan, "It’s late. Is there sothing you need?"

"Empress Xu and Princess Zhaoqing went to Prince Wei’s Mansion and haven’t returned yet," Madam Gan said, accepting the tea.

Madam Xiao’s eyes widened slightly: "Did King Wei invite them?"

"Probably not. As far as I know, no one from Prince Wei’s Mansion has been to Copper Sparrow Garden in the past few days."

"Then they must have gone on their own. Aren’t they afraid of being driven out by Princess Consort Wei?"

"I don’t know, but Princess Consort Wei doesn’t seem to be a jealous person."

"Good thing she isn’t, otherwise she’d be infuriated."

"Sigh."

The two won exchanged a glance and sighed together. Madam Gan then said, "We must learn from them, or else King Wei will forget about us."

"Learn how? Do you have an idea?"

"That’s why I’m here to discuss it with you," Madam Gan replied.

After pondering for a mont, Madam Xiao said, "I heard from family mbers that both our families have invested in the Linhuai Comrce Association led by King Wei. Tomorrow is the opening of the first banking house in Xiangyang. Such a happy occasion will surely be celebrated with a banquet.

And tomorrow is also the palace examination, so the banquet might be postponed until the evening. Therefore, we can ask our families to help out."

Madam Gan thought this was an excellent idea.

...

The next day, at dawn.

The door was knocked loudly, and within the drapes, the lingering charm had not dissipated. Chen Mo was awakened from the soft, snow-white jade arms, and he opened his eyes, instinctively asking, "Who is it?"

"It’s . Have you had enough fun last night?" Xia Zhining said from outside: "You should get up. Have you forgotten about the palace examination?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo imdiately got up, which also woke Xu Ying and the others.

Xu Ying glanced at the sunlight outside, clearly not fully awake, and hugged Chen Mo’s arm: "Prince, it’s still early. Sleep with a bit longer."

Chen Mo pulled his arm out and gently said: "It’s not early anymore. There’s the palace examination, and I need to get ready. I have to get up."

"Husband, let help you get dressed," said Xiao Ya, who was also awake.

"No need, you’re also tired. Sleep a bit longer. I’ll ask the maids to co later," Chen Mo replied.

"Okay," Xiao Ya didn’t insist, still feeling very sleepy.

...

Leaving the room.

Xia Zhining was leaning against a corridor pillar outside. Seeing Chen Mo co out, she coldly remarked: "You really let them stay overnight."

"Ahem..." Chen Mo cleared his throat lightly, then smiled: "We talked late into the night. I couldn’t possibly ask them to leave at that ti, and it wasn’t safe at night anyway."

"You sure are considerate of them."

"Zhining, why be jealous of them? Co, give a kiss," Chen Mo said, trying to hug Xia Zhining, but she dodged and retorted, "Don’t touch , I find it dirty."

Chen Mo: "..."