Because he wanted to die quickly, Chen Mo's general idea this time was to wander around the Imperial Palace, to see if he could find any cultivation techniques or martial arts, and unexpectedly ended up at Consort Jing's bedchamber.
What was even more unexpected was that the system simulated him harassing Consort Jing.
Good grief.
Even more good grief.
Was Consort Jing's feigned resistance giving way?
Since it's a simulation, he wasn't afraid of death, but was Consort Jing also unafraid of death?
In this kind of situation, no matter who forced who, once the Emperor knew his woman had been defiled by a eunuch, Consort Jing definitely wouldn't survive.
Consort Jing couldn't possibly be unaware of such consequences.
Once could be reluctantly explained.
But what was it about getting addicted afterward?
Could it be because of unbearable loneliness?
After all, the Emperor had been impotent and hadn't touched any woman in the harem for three years.
And even if he was potent, there were so many concubines in the harem; even if the Emperor shared himself equally, being with Consort Jing once a month would be considered good.
Tsk...
What is he thinking about?
Chen Mo shook his head.
He was considering his thoughts, preparing for the next simulation.
After thinking about it, Chen Mo still wrote down Consort Jing in his little notebook.
Hmm...
No other reasons.
Just jotting it down casually.
And also that old bastard Wang Ying.
...
Then, waiting for the cooldown time to end.
Chen Mo started simulating again.
This time, he didn't wander around.
He focused entirely on tugging at the Empress.
Didn't survive a day in any of the simulations.
But after several tries.
The best talent was only orange, not a single golden one.
"This won't do, the day is almost over, if I don't achieve a golden one, I'll only have orange talents..."
Chen Mo murmured, thinking of something.
He could expand his talents, you know.
According to the previous description from the system.
As long as he interacts with people and objects, his talents can expand.
As for people, it's likely only members of the Imperial Family can provide golden talents.
With Chen Mo's current identity, it's difficult to interact with such high-level people.
Meeting Zhao Fujin and the others was purely coincidental.
Although he couldn't meet people, what about statues and relics?
It should be known that this palace was built and expanded on the foundation of the Former Imperial Palace.
Hence, in this palace, there still remained a statue of the Grand Ancestor Emperor of the Former Imperial Dynasty.
The reason this statue wasn't toppled by the Great Song Dynasty was that after the statue was erected, the Grand Ancestor left an impression of his Sword Intent on it.
Later many swordsmen observed this Sword Intent and gained their own insights.
Seeing its benefits, the Great Song Dynasty preserved it.
Initially, only royal family members and meritorious officials of the Great Song could visit this statue.
But with time passing, the Sword Intent on the statue gradually weakened and almost vanished, making it hard for later generations to derive anything from it.
Thus, the Imperial Court relaxed its controls over the statue, even moving it to the main entrance of the palace, allowing anyone entering or exiting the palace to see it.
Someone later suggested dismantling it to erect a statue of the Grand Ancestor Emperor of the Great Song Dynasty.
After much discussion, Chen Mo wasn't sure of the specific reasons, but the statue was still left intact.
Thinking of the statue of the Grand Ancestor Emperor of the Former Imperial Dynasty.
Chen Mo's eyes lit up.
Zhao Fujin had the golden talent.
This first emperor of a unified dynasty shouldn't lack it...
Chen Mo hurried to Xiao Yunxi's bedchamber.
Eunuchs were not allowed to roam freely in the harem.
Even entering or exiting Weiyang Palace had strict requirements.
For Chen Mo to enter or exit the palace.
First, he needed the waist tag granted by the Empress, then he still needed the Empress's permission.
He had the waist tag long ago.
Now he needed the Empress's consent.
Although having just the waist tag also allowed palace entry and exit, if someone wished to make things difficult, block him, and report back to the Empress, it would be troublesome.
Being a fake eunuch, Chen Mo had to be cautious.
...
"Oh, you want to leave the palace?" Xiao Yunxi sipping her afternoon tea, enjoying Cai'Er's massage, looked at Chen Mo kneeling below, and calmly said, "Why do you want to leave the palace?"
Chen Mo had already thought of a reason long ago: "Your Highness gave this servant a cultivation technique, and this servant is most grateful and ponders how to repay it? Suddenly when cultivating today, a type of delicacy, a specialty from my hometown, came to mind, and checking with the small mirror, learned that the spices for it are not present in the palace, hence planning to go out and procure some spices to prepare a meal for the Empress..."
Upon hearing Chen Mo's words, Xiao Yunxi's face lit up with a smile, clearly very pleased, thus putting down the teacup in her hand, gently said: "Little Hongzi, I didn't misjudge you, you're thoughtful.
This palace approves it, go ahead. All expenses for this trip out of the palace will be borne by Weiyang Palace."
"Yes."
"Remember, return before the palace gate shuts."
"Yes."
...
"We know the price of spices better than you." Wang Ying pulled out a small pouch from his robe and handed it to Chen Mo, saying, "Here are five pieces of silver, make sure you use it sparingly."
"Yes." Chen Mo nodded.
As he was about to leave, Wang Ying added: "If the Empress asks, just say the expenses were twenty pieces of silver."
".... "
"Eunuch Wang, this is dece...isn't it not very...appropriate?" Chen Mo was about to say deceiving the monarch was a crime, but that applied to the Emperor and knowing nothing about the Empress, so he quickly changed his phrasing.
"Don't worry, Little Chenzi, our experience with this is better than yours, there's no issue." Wang Ying shook his duster, leaned into Chen Mo's ear, and quietly said: "Or are you saying, Little Chenzi, have your wings hardened now, and you don't listen to us anymore."
"I wouldn't dare, I'll comply totally with Eunuch Wang's words." Currently, Chen Mo wouldn't dare contest Wang Ying, being with the Empress for so long, if brought before her to dispute, she would certainly believe Wang Ying more.
"Then hurry up and go." Wang Ying commanded.
Chen Mo looked back and saw Cai'Er had come out.
"Yes."
Chen Mo quickly left.
Cursing in his heart.
This old creature.
He's really good at hoarding wealth.
Aren't you afraid it will burst you open?
...
Though he had subtly asked the small mirror about the route out of the palace before leaving, once on the move, Chen Mo was completely disoriented.
This darned palace is just too big.
Making turns and winding about, he couldn't find his way.
Some courtyard gates even looked identical.
Finished.
Doomed.
If he'd known, he'd have brought the small mirror along.
Just as Chen Mo was getting dizzy and worried about unintentionally walking into another consort's chamber, risking the crime of disrespect.
A delicate shout came to Chen Mo's ears.
"Is that... Little Hongzi?!"
Following the voice, Chen Mo looked and saw a young girl in a splendid dress, accompanied by several palace maids, walking towards him.
"It's really you? What are you doing here?" The girl was none other than Empress Zhao Fujin.
"Uh, greetings to Your Highness Empress, it is a long story." How could Chen Mo explain?
"Then make a long story short," Zhao Fujin said.
Chen Mo: "..."
Seeing the expression on Chen Mo's face, Zhao Fujin seemed to guess something, her bright and lively eyes sparkled playfully, and with a slightly proud tone, she laughed: "You didn't get lost, did you?"