Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace Chapter 330 330: 328 Jiang Ning

Because she was lying on the bed to rest, despite tidying up a bit before, she still didn't look very presentable.

Zhao Jiangning's long hair draped over her shoulders, her slightly loose skirt wrapping around her graceful figure. The slightly weary expression made her appear even more tender and radiant.

Due to having been married, she carried a charm that other won did not possess.

Listening to his gentle words and looking at the spoon brought to her lips, her face flushed red, her heart pounding like a frightened deer.

Especially with the strong masculine scent from the other party, she was even more flustered: "You... what exactly do you want? If... if you ss around, I'll... I'll shout for soone."

"I have no intention of offending the princess, I just heard you weren't feeling well, so I ca to check on you..." Chen Mo smiled slightly, then said, "Co on, open your mouth."

"No need, I can do it myself." Zhao Jiangning wasn't used to a man being this intimate in feeding her, wondering what he took her for.

"If you don't open your mouth, I'll find another way to feed you." Chen Mo teased her a bit when he saw Zhao Jiangning unmoved.

"Another way?" Zhao Jiangning paused, not reacting imdiately, but seeing Chen Mo about to drink the spoonful of brown sugar water himself, she seed to understand sothing and quickly opened her mouth.

"Isn't this being obedient?" Chen Mo brought the spoon to Zhao Jiangning's mouth.

After she drank, he scooped up another spoonful, gently blew on it until it was the right temperature, and once again brought it to Zhao Jiangning's mouth.

Zhao Jiangning's face turned a deep red, unable to resist giving Chen Mo a scolding look.

After several spoonfuls, seeing that Chen Mo made no excessive actions, Zhao Jiangning began to believe he truly ca to care for her. Whether it was an illusion or a psychological effect, she also felt less pain than before.

She suddenly felt like crying a bit.

No one, apart from Fujin, had ever cared for her like this since she was a child.

Not even her father, the emperor.

Looking at that handso and masculine face, those star-like eyes filled with concern, made her feel as if electricity coursed through her heart. She tightened the thin quilt around her and her voice softened subconsciously:

"We... we can't be together."

Upon hearing Zhao Jiangning's sudden statent, Chen Mo paused in his actions, then continued to bring the spoon to her lips, smiling: "Why not? Now, you're alone, free of shackles."

Chen Mo was referring to her divorce.

Gao Fen was already dead.

She was divorced.

The Gao Family had been seized and confiscated.

In so sense, she had no ties left with the Gao Family.

Zhao Jiangning was a free person now.

Even if she remarried, no one would say anything.

"Anyway... it's just not possible." Zhao Jiangning's face twisted in embarrassnt, unable to make up her mind.

In fact, if Chen Mo had appeared beside her right after her divorce, Zhao Jiangning might have truly given up everything to be with him.

After all, at the ti of her divorce, the Gao Family still existed, and Zhao Ji was still in power. Under such pressure, she had divorced. One could only imagine how much courage she had then.

But that kind of courage wasn't sothing she had all the ti.

Every passing day, a little bit of it faded.

To today, that courage was almost completely gone, once again starting to worry about other things.

After all, she and Gao Fen used to be husband and wife.

Even though they were divorced.

But if she got together with Chen Mo, what would people say out there?

That she colluded with her lover and caused her husband's death?

After all, the rumors back then all linked Gao Fen's death to Chen Mo.

Moreover, Fujin liked him.

If she got together with him, how would Fujin view her?

How would she have the face to et Fujin?

Another point is Chen Mo's identity.

Although Chen Mo told her he was not an eunuch, before he explained it publicly, his apparent identity was that of an eunuch.

She was, after all, the Empress.

If the Empress got involved with an eunuch, what would that be considered?

"Why can't we? Don't you like ?" Chun Lan had told him that Zhao Jiangning had feelings for him.

"...Who said I like you? You're really good at flattering yourself." Zhao Jiangning's expression turned serious, and her beautiful eyes flickered, half-ashad, half-reproachful.

Chen Mo was no longer the naive man he once was.

At this mont, he could clearly see that Zhao Jiangning was flustered by the truth being revealed and imdiately pressed the advantage, saying: "If you don't like , why did you move in here? If you don't like , why did you accept the gifts I gave you? Jiang Ning, ask yourself, haven't you ever considered the possibility of being with ..."

The call of "Jiang Ning" was very crisp, as Chen Mo set down the soup bowl, shalessly wrapping his arm around Zhao Jiangning's waist and holding her small hand with the other.

Zhao Jiangning imdiately wanted to struggle as if electrified, but she couldn't break free, and combined with her inner reluctance, her struggle wasn't strong, as she said, "Let... let go, I'll yell... yell for soone..."

"Who will you call? Everyone in this house is mine." Chen Mo teased.

"You bad guy, I knew from the beginning that when you arranged for to stay here, you had ulterior motives." Zhao Jiangning said angrily.

"Since you knew I had ulterior motives, why did you move in?" Chen Mo asked.

"It was... it was your... persuasion." Zhao Jiangning's voice was weak.

Although it was Chen Mo who had her move in here, and it indeed had a bit of a persuasive undertone, if she hadn't wanted to move in herself, could he have forced her to?

Looking at the mischievous smile that appeared on Chen Mo's face, in her embarrassnt and confusion, she bit down on Chen Mo's shoulder.

Since Chen Mo was holding her hand, Zhao Jiangning had no other way.

"Ow... are you a little dog? Let go..." Chen Mo put on a face of pain, but in fact, she hadn't even torn his clothes, saying, "If you don't let go, I'll bite you back."

Zhao Jiangning remained unmoved.

So Chen Mo released her hand, pushed her shoulder, and Zhao Jiangning's mouth naturally left Chen Mo's shoulder, falling backward, but with Chen Mo holding her waist, she quickly stopped.

Just when Zhao Jiangning hadn't co back to her senses, Chen Mo kissed her lips, tasting them as if savoring food.

Chen Mo's kiss seed to have magical power, as Zhao Jiangning was instantly dizzy from the kiss, and her face flushed.

The bewitching voice reached her ears: "There's only us two here; no one will know..."

Zhao Jiangning completely gave up resisting.

Chen Mo kissed her face, the beauty in his arms, with one hand holding her waist and the other gently caressing her.

Zhao Jiangning also felt a strange excitent, as if driven by a ghostly force, she too embraced Chen Mo.

Lucky for her she had her period.

Otherwise, today she would've fallen victim to Chen Mo's advances.

After realizing it, she angrily pushed Chen Mo away, pulled the nearby quilt over her body, curled up in the corner, looking at Chen Mo with a face full of grievance.