Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace-Chapter 72 took Consort Jing’s sachet

Ye Wanqiu shook her head, looking at Chen Mo’s gentle smile, her face inexplicably blushed a bit.

She always felt his smile was infectious, and after just a few days apart, she noticed Chen Mo had become more refined.

"Thank you, for rescuing me twice." Ye Wanqiu expressed her gratitude.

Chen Mo also realized that Ye Wanqiu was different from other consorts.

Regarding her thanks, he didn’t feel overwhelmed, and he smiled: "No need to be so polite, Empress, it was just a small effort..."

Saying this, Chen Mo shifted his tone: "Besides, I also like cats, so seeing Lady Yu Fei wanting to harm a cat made me act uncontrollably."

Even though in the simulation, he could have been more forceful, he could directly take down Ye Wanqiu.

But Chen Mo felt that would be too harsh.

This method of winning her over is better.

First, they need to establish common ground.

Since they both bonded over the orange cat in reality, let’s use the cat as the approach.

As expected, hearing Chen Mo’s words, Ye Wanqiu’s eyes brightened, and her smile deepened, "Really?"

Chen Mo nodded: "Unfortunately, cats are not allowed in Weiyang Palace."

"I’ve heard about that as well; the Empress has never kept any pets."

This was one of the reasons Ye Wanqiu dared not complain to the Empress. In her mind, she believes that people who keep cats or dogs and care for them well must be easy to get along with, whereas those who don’t are difficult to deal with.

Today, Ye Wanqiu wore a long white gown that trailed on the ground, setting off her snow-white skin, her face serene like spring waters, soft and radiant, bound by a delicate smoke robe, with an allure that seemed gentle and vulnerable, giving her a pure and pitiful appearance.

Simultaneously, there was a faint desire in her eyes, seemingly alluring.

"Empress, you’re truly beautiful." Chen Mo couldn’t help but compliment, with a hint of aggressive undertone in his words.

Technically, this was a bit overstepping.

But it did not cause Ye Wanqiu nor her palace maid Qing Shuang any aversion.

Evidently, due to Chen Mo rescuing her twice, combined with his good looks, he left a favorable impression in the hearts of both women.

How could you feel disgusted with someone you have a slight fondness for when they praise you?

A slight blush appeared on Ye Wanqiu’s face.

She entered the palace in her teenage years; before entering the palace, her father protected her very well, and she hardly interacted with any other men besides her father.

She entered the palace when she grew up.

At that time, she was in the prime of her emotions, dreaming and admiring.

She imagined Zhao Ji as her ideal type in her mind.

But upon first meeting, Zhao Ji vastly differed from the ideal type she had imagined.

However, being his consort, Ye Wanqiu dared not resist.

But what she didn’t expect was that Zhao Ji never touched her; after giving her the title of Consort Jing, she endured four years of solitude.

Women love beauty; at that time, she was quite confident in her looks.

However, for four long years, Zhao Ji never visited her again.

This made Ye Wanqiu doubt her beauty for the first time.

Her heart slowly accumulated resentment towards Zhao Ji.

Because if nothing unexpected happened, she would spend her youthful years trapped in this deep palace, lonely till old age.

However, Chen Mo’s appearance added some color to her life.

Ye Wanqiu not only read the books of sages but also read various miscellaneous books out of boredom after entering the palace.

She believed in love at first sight.

At least upon meeting twice, Chen Mo was like the ideal type she imagined.

Only, regrettably, this was the case.

He turned out to be... a eunuch.

Indeed, destiny is mischievous.

After sorting out her emotions, Ye Wanqiu untied a jade pendant from her waist and handed it to Chen Mo, saying: "You saved Fanqiu twice; I have nothing much to thank you for, this jade pendant, let me give it to you."

Unlike other consorts.

When Ye Wanqiu gave it, she didn’t use the words ’reward.’

"Empress, you..." Looking at Ye Wanqiu handing out the jade pendant, Qing Shuang was surprised, for these four years she had always seen Ye Wanqiu carry that jade pendant with her.

But now she wanted to give it to someone else.

Chen Mo noticed the pain in Ye Wanqiu’s eye corner, glanced, and saw the sachet in her hand, then had a sudden idea:

"Empress, it’s just a small effort; I dare not accept such a valuable gift.

If you truly want to reward..."

Chen Mo paused his words: "Empress, your sachet is very pretty; could you give it to me... to me?"

"Ah..." Ye Wanqiu was surprised, then said softly, "This... sachet is handcrafted by myself; it’s worth more than a few coins."

"Ah, it turned out to be handmade by the empress... then I dare not ask for it..." Chen Mo said.

Seeing Chen Mo’s demeanor, Ye Wanqiu pursed her red lips and said, "I don’t mean it like that; since you find it pretty, then let me give it to you."

Ye Wanqiu handed over the sachet.

Chen Mo took it in his hand and sniffed, saying, "Empress, why is this sachet not fragrant?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Wanqiu chuckled: "I just sewed it; the incense isn’t placed inside yet."

"Oh, I see..." Chen Mo handed the sachet back and said, "Empress, I don’t know what incense should be placed inside this sachet. Can I boldly ask if you could prepare it for me?"

Indeed, Chen Mo was very bold.

Only masters usually trouble servants.

Now a servant asked the master to do something for him.

Ye Wanqiu was initially stunned, but without much thought, it was just a slight effort, she agreed, saying: "Then... once it’s ready, I’ll have Qing Shuang bring it to you."

"Empress, I can’t enter Weiyang Palace." Qing Shuang suddenly said from the side.

Because her master isn’t favored, and as a maid, her status in the palace is naturally very low, making it impossible to enter Weiyang Palace.

"This..." Ye Wanqiu was also troubled.

She couldn’t possibly go to Weiyang Palace personally to give the sachet to Chen Mo.

What would that become?

It would lead to misunderstandings.

"How about... I’ll come to your palace myself in two days to fetch it?" Chen Mo said.

"Okay." Ye Wanqiu nodded.

Then Qing Shuang from the side asked, "Why did you come to the Imperial Garden? Has the Empress also come?"

"She hasn’t come; I have some matters in the Imperial Garden."

"Matters?" Ye Wanqiu’s eyes flashed with surprise, aren’t eunuchs usually accompanying their masters here? Coming alone, what matters could he have?

Chen Mo thought for a moment, then bowed to Ye Wanqiu, saying: "Consort Jing, may I ask for a favor?"

"Ah... sure." Ye Wanqiu nodded.

Chen Mo: "..."

You haven’t even asked what I need help with.

Chen Mo explained what he needed Ye Wanqiu’s help with.

It was about getting some bamboo to make kites and mahjong, so he wanted Ye Wanqiu to assist him.

After hearing this, Ye Wanqiu immediately nodded again.

Anyway, it was boring, and what Chen Mo said seemed a bit interesting.