Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace Chapter 362 - 360 Warmth

"What’s yours or mine, there’s no need to distinguish between us."

With that, he slapped Xiao Yunxi on the butt, urging her to find so black stockings to wear.

"Hmph, don’t even think about it." Xiao Yunxi’s face was covered in dicinal paste, making it hard to tell if she was blushing, but her eyes glanced towards the wardrobe despite her words.

Chen Mo thought for a mont, got up, found the black stockings from the wardrobe, and ca over.

Seeing Chen Mo approach, Xiao Yunxi said nothing, just turned her head away.

Finding it amusing, Chen Mo didn’t expose her further, sat down at the bedside, placed her thigh on his lap, then held her foot with the high heels, took off the heels, and slowly helped her put on the black stockings.

"What are you doing?" Xiao Yunxi looked back with a playful complaint and tried to pull her foot away.

This kind of feigned resistance made Chen Mo love her even more.

He gave her thigh a hard kiss, then slapped her butt again, "Don’t move."

"You..." Xiao Yunxi bared her teeth, showing a look of wanting to teach Chen Mo a lesson, but worried that Xiao Qing’Er and the others outside might hear, she quickly lowered her voice.

"Be good, you don’t want Cai’Er and the others to hear, do you?" Chen Mo glanced outside with a smile at the corner of his mouth.

"Stop..."

After struggling a bit more, Xiao Yunxi saw she couldn’t escape and let Chen Mo continue.

Even though she hadn’t seen Chen Mo for only two days, at her age, she’s like a wolf or tiger in desire, yearning for Chen Mo. The struggle was rely symbolic due to her age and status.

Once he finished putting on the stockings for Yunxi, Chen Mo put her high heels back on, and his hand slid up along her beautiful leg to her elegant back.

Unable to endure it any longer, he started passionately kissing her while taking off her top.

"Mmm... don’t..." Because of Chen Mo’s kisses, Xiao Yunxi’s words were muffled, and afraid of being overheard by those outside, her voice was low. Chen Mo couldn’t understand what she was saying as he caressed her beautiful legs in stockings.

Finally escaping Chen Mo’s kisses, Xiao Yunxi managed to complete a sentence, "No need... to be in such a hurry, let wash my face..."

The dicinal paste on her face had gradually dried, feeling uncomfortable plastered on her skin.

"Go ahead." With a flip, Chen Mo rolled off her and lazily lay on the side, adding, "And send Qing’Er and the others away, it’s like being thieves right now."

"Hmph, you rascal." She pinched his waist hard, put on a flimsy dress, tidied up a bit, and then left the inner hall to send off Xiao Qing’Er and the others.

Because of her high heels, Xiao Yunxi took careful steps, but as a martial artist, she didn’t stumble or fall.

She didn’t leave the palace chamber but instructed Xiao Qing’Er and the others outside the door to go rest.

After all, she was still wearing high heels; she couldn’t let Xiao Qing’Er see her like this.

When she returned to the inner hall, she walked towards the shelf beside the vanity.

The rack held a copper basin filled with hot water, prepared by Cai’Er, for washing her face after the dicinal paste.

A half-ter-sized copper mirror stood on the shelf.

Xiao Yunxi was tall and voluptuous, her height further elevated by the heels, appearing slightly taller than Chen Mo from a distance...

Chen Mo found the sight quite enticing.

As Xiao Yunxi was washing her face, she was tightly embraced from behind, "Yunxi, you’re so beautiful..."

Xiao Yunxi rolled her eyes at the copper mirror, "Didn’t I say let wash my face first?"

"You wash your face, I didn’t stop you."

She rolled her eyes at the copper mirror again but ignored him, continuing to wash her face.

However, Chen Mo was restless again, peeling off her top and kissing her fragrant shoulder.

What typically took only a few minutes to wash her face took nearly a quarter of an hour.

By this point, Xiao Yunxi, overwheld by Chen Mo’s attentions, turned around to actively reciprocate his passionate kiss.

Wearing high heels that made her slightly uncomfortable, Xiao Yunxi suddenly found herself being scooped up by Chen Mo, her beautiful legs held airborne, wrapped seductively in black stockings.

Xiao Yunxi thought Chen Mo would lay her on the couch, but he unexpectedly placed her on the dressing table...

...

As dawn broke, Chen Mo left Weiyang Palace, supporting his waist.

Just as Chen Mo left, Xiao Yunxi was about to call for soone to bring hot water to bathe before sleep when Zhao Fujin arrived.

"Mother, I’m here to apologize to you." Zhao Fujin said, lowering his head outside the hall with sincere repentance.

Since it was just daybreak, Zhao Fujin feared his mother might not yet be dressed, so he didn’t enter directly.

Hearing Zhao Fujin’s voice, Xiao Yunxi was startled and hurriedly tidied up the bed.

Thinking it looked fine, she finally lay on the bed, covering herself with the quilt, and let Zhao Fujin in.

But her heart was still unsettled. Even when Zhao Fujin entered, it pounded unevenly, worried he might notice sothing, so she intentionally turned her back to him.

"Mother, are you still angry with ?" Seeing her back turned, Zhao Fujin thought she was still upset with him and added, "Mother, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have upset you yesterday. But I really don’t like Wu Chang’an..."

"I don’t bla you, the fault also lies with . I shouldn’t have hit you. Fujin, please don’t bla... your mother..." Truthfully, ever since she slapped Zhao Fujin yesterday, Xiao Yunxi felt guilty; however, as a mother, it wasn’t her place to apologize first, so she hadn’t sought out Zhao Fujin.

Now that Fujin had co to apologize, Xiao Yunqi took the opportunity to admit her own fault.

"I don’t bla you, Mother. It was my fault, and I hope you’ll forgive ." Zhao Fujin said.

"Your mother wasn’t angry with you in the first place, how can there be talk of forgiveness?"

"Then why won’t you look at , Mother?"

"..."

After calming herself, Xiao Yunxi slowly turned over.

Imdiately, Zhao Fujin asked, "Mother, why is your face so red? And why are you sweating so much? Are you sick?"

As he spoke, he was about to approach out of concern.

"Ah... oh, it’s the weather, I was just getting too hot under the quilt..." Xiao Yunxi stopped Zhao Fujin from coming over and quickly changed the topic, "Fujin, don’t you have anything else to do?"

Seeing his mother’s expression, Zhao Fujin sensed sothing odd, but didn’t think much of it, then proceeded to discuss leaving Canglan Continent with his master.

Actually, Chen Mo had ntioned this to Xiao Yunxi last night, but she was too dazed to comprehend it then.

Hearing it now, she imdiately widened her eyes, "What?!"

...

The saying goes: before the troops move, the provisions must be prepared.

A force of two hundred thousand troops is no small matter; it’s not sothing to mobilize at a mont’s notice; preparations must be made first.