Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace-Chapter 139 What can be done in 15 minutes?

With Huangfu Hao leading ten thousand cavalry forward.

The rebellion in Nanyang naturally spread in Bianliang.

It’s said that Celestial River City has fallen, Beijiang City has fallen, and most of the troops stationed in Nanyang have died or been injured. Nanyang is in crisis.

There’s even a large group of Yellow Turban Army appearing around Nanyang.

The entire Nanyang County is almost on the verge of being overrun.

The situation has deteriorated to an extreme, and some rumors have spread in Bianliang saying that our troops in Nanyang are a bunch of useless fools, who look strong but are actually weak. Even a few peasants with sickles and vegetable knives can easily defeat them.

There are also claims that the Yellow Turban Army was sent by heaven, and their leader is the reincarnation of the General of Heaven, here to save the Great Song. With a wave of his hand, thousands of thunders can strike down, and all the troops will vanish.

By the time the officials in Bianliang noticed this and prepared to arrest the rumor spreaders, it was already too late.

The slogan "The old heaven is dead, and the yellow heaven shall rise" has already spread throughout Bianliang City.

This changed the atmosphere in Bianliang City drastically.

What they didn’t know was.

During the earlier rebellion in Nanyang, when the Yellow Turban Army raised their banners and shouted that the old heaven is dead and the yellow heaven shall rise.

The Five Pecks of Rice followers in Western Shu, and the remnants of Buddhism in Jizhou and others, all emulated the Yellow Turban Army by raising their banners and responding with troops.

Even various Jianghu forces were involved, intending to take advantage of the chaos to expand.

If all these reach Bianliang, people will become even more panic-stricken.

...

Meanwhile, Chen Mo in Weiyang Palace also learned of the news that he had to set out before noon. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Which meant that before noon, he would have to leave Bianliang.

Chen Mo first had someone deliver his battle armor to the Eastern Capital.

He still had some matters to attend to.

But when leaving Weiyang Palace, Chen Mo joked about wanting to eat big white buns.

He thought Xiao Yunxi wouldn’t agree.

But after he said it, Xiao Yunxi surprisingly blushed and agreed.

So after having a full meal, Chen Mo went to Jingru Palace.

According to his plan, after saying goodbye in Jingru Palace, Chen Mo would then go to Fengyang Pavilion to heal Zhao Jiangning, and afterwards leave the palace directly for Nanyang, not returning to Weiyang Palace.

...

Jingru Palace.

Just upon entering the outer hall of the sleeping chambers.

Chen Mo heard the sound of bamboo tiles clashing.

"Ten thousand."

"Three bamboos."

"Nine bamboos."

"Eat."

"..."

When Chen Mo lifted the bead curtain and walked in, he saw four women gathered around a makeshift square table, playing mahjong.

The four women were Ye Wanqiu, Consort Yu, Qing Shuang, and Die’Er.

Upon seeing Chen Mo come in, only Ye Wanqiu stood up, while the other three women merely glanced up at him.

However, Consort Yu’s face blushed slightly when she saw Chen Mo, and she immediately said, "Why... are you here again?"

Chen Mo had initially come just to say goodbye to Ye Wanqiu.

Upon hearing Consort Yu’s words, he immediately narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Lady Yu Fei, you do have a short memory. You forgot about yesterday already."

"Who forgot?"

Consort Yu, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, stood up suddenly and said, "I am a woman of my word; I lost the bet and will keep my promise. One day is one day, but you also said, I can return it in installments. Today... I will return one hour... no... half an hour, no, a quarter of an hour."

For Consort Yu, one hour or half an hour was still too long.

It would have to be returned a quarter of an hour at a time.

This way, she wouldn’t suffer too much.

Consort Yu was wearing a light red trailing brocade gown. Her looks were not bad, perhaps even excellent, otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to enter the palace and become a consort.

Her attire was slightly more revealing than Ye Wanqiu’s, but that did not mean she was open; she was just relatively more open compared to Ye Wanqiu.

Exposing half of her shoulder, her fair and delicate skin resembled ivory carving.

However, when she got angry, her elegance vanished, resembling a little ruffian.

"Then come on." Chen Mo sat down on the spot and picked up the snacks nearby, eating them leisurely.

"You... how dare you." Seeing Chen Mo dare to talk back to her master, in order to maintain her master’s dignity, as well as to close the gap between herself and the master, Die’Er shouted fiercely at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo smiled slightly, looking at Consort Yu and said, "Her Ladyship surely won’t go back on her words..."

Upon hearing this, Consort Yu frowned, then glared at Die’Er, "Shut up."

Die’Er felt wronged and scared, lowering her head.

Then Consort Yu dismissed the palace maids because the matter concerning her dignity could not be seen by others.

Once all the palace maids left, she slowly walked over, wearing a look as if he owed her millions, kneeling behind Chen Mo, and then lifted her hands to knead his shoulders.

It was Consort Yu’s first time serving someone else. Even before entering the palace, not even her parents had enjoyed this treatment.

Although her mouth said she keeps her word, her heart was full of discontent.

So she used some force as she kneaded.

"Ah... ah... it’s just the right pressure."

I have to say, Consort Yu was even more comfortable than Ye Wanqiu when giving him a massage, so Chen Mo softly said, "I didn’t expect Lady Yu Fei to have talent in this area."

"You..." Consort Yu was immediately infuriated by Chen Mo’s reaction, gritting her teeth.

Ye Wanqiu across from them covered her mouth, stifling a laugh.

Seeing Consort Yu’s glare, she quickly closed her mouth.

It was unknown whether Chen Mo did it on purpose or not.

While Consort Yu was massaging his shoulders.

Chen Mo’s back slightly leaned back, causing his back to lightly touch Consort Yu’s chest.

Because there was no evidence to prove whether Chen Mo did it intentionally or not.

So Consort Yu tolerated it without saying a word.

While Consort Yu was massaging his shoulders.

Chen Mo chatted with Ye Wanqiu, casually mentioning that he had to leave Bianliang before noon.

A hint of melancholy appeared in Ye Wanqiu’s eyes.

"It’d be best if you die on the battlefield..." Consort Yu muttered softly.

At this moment, Chen Mo leaned back again, this time with greater amplitude, and his head directly contacted her expansive front.

This situation made Consort Yu’s face turn red.

Unable to resist, she slapped Chen Mo lightly.

"Lady Yu Fei, why are you hitting me?" Chen Mo deliberately played dumb.

"That’s it."

Consort Yu stopped kneading and left angrily.

"Lady Yu Fei, it’s not yet a quarter of an hour." Chen Mo turned his head and smiled.

"Go to hell." Consort Yu said, angrily, without looking back.

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow.

This was naturally intentional on his part, to provoke Consort Yu.

Of course, he couldn’t just take advantage of Consort Yu directly; he could only engage in some unintentional contact.

Seeing the chamber suddenly become just him and Chen Mo alone.

Ye Wanqiu’s face immediately turned red.

As if anticipating what might happen next.

However, Chen Mo surprised her.

This wasn’t because Chen Mo was pretending to be a gentleman, but because he still needed to go to Fengyang Pavilion soon, and there really wasn’t much time.

At most a quarter of an hour.

What could be done in a quarter of an hour?