Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace-Chapter 414 - 412 Luo Zhen, Miaozhen, and Ye Wanqiu’s gifts

Chapter 414: 412 Luo Zhen, Miaozhen, and Ye Wanqiu’s gifts

"You still want to adapt?" Hearing this, Jiang Ruoqing couldn’t help but yell out. It wasn’t surprising she lost her composure because it sounded like Chen Mo intended for the two of them to continue sharing him.

"Sister... Sister, don’t get upset." Yi Yao told Jiang Ruoqing, "Master’s got a point. After all, we did it once last night already. We might as well adapt to it."

"Sister?" Jiang Ruoqing’s eyes widened as she freed herself from Chen Mo’s arms, looking at Yi Yao. "Yaoyao, what nonsense are you talking? I’m your master."

"I know, but when there’s no one else around, I call you sister. Isn’t it just us now? You even called me your good sister last night." Yi Yao had thrown all caution to the wind, wanting Jiang Ruoqing to accept this.

Hearing this, Jiang Ruoqing’s face flushed hot with embarrassment.

Last night, in a haze, she did say a lot of things she shouldn’t have.

"I... I said it wasn’t like that... Yaoyao, you..."

Before she could finish, Yi Yao suddenly flipped over, pinning Jiang Ruoqing down and kissed her on the lips.

Even Chen Mo was dumbfounded by the scene.

Jiang Ruoqing naturally tried her best to push Yi Yao away, but she forgot her seal had been lifted, leaving her powerless.

"Master, hurry... come over." During a pause to catch her breath, Yi Yao blushed as she called out to Chen Mo.

"Mmm..." Jiang Ruoqing’s slender legs kicked helplessly, trying to express her resistance.

Yet seeing the bare skin, Chen Mo’s gaze heated up, and he lunged forward.

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"Sister Wanqiu, have you seen Master?" In the courtyard, Zhao Jiangning, who had dressed up meticulously, asked Ye Wanqiu, who was embroidering a scented sachet under the pavilion.

"Isn’t he in his room?" Ye Wanqiu looked up and replied.

Previously, Ye Wanqiu had felt uneasy every time she saw Zhao Jiangning, but after getting along for a while, she relaxed since Zhao Jiangning hadn’t recognized her, adapting to the situation.

That’s also because she had low presence in the harem and lacked favor.

Moreover, due to her status, no one dared to call her by her name directly. Few knew her name, and even fewer recognized her since she rarely showed herself.

"He isn’t. I just checked." Zhao Jiangning approached the pavilion where Ye Wanqiu was.

"Maybe he’s in Sister Yaoyao’s room? After all, he still needs to resolve the matter between Sister Yaoyao and Sister Ruoqing." Ye Wanqiu thought for a moment and said.

"No, he’s not. I just checked; the room was empty, and Sister Yaoyao wasn’t there either." Luo Zhen’s voice came from afar as she slowly walked toward the pavilion with Xu Miaozhen.

Zhao Jiangning wasn’t the only one looking for Chen Mo.

After all, Chen Mo had just returned yesterday, and none of the women in the courtyard had spent quality time with him yet.

"Wanqiu." Luo Zhen and Xu Miaozhen greeted Ye Wanqiu as they approached, the latter asked, "Wanqiu, what are you embroidering?"

"Mandarin ducks, for Master." Ye Wanqiu said with affectionate longing.

"It’s beautiful, Wanqiu. You have such skillful hands." Luo Zhen complimented.

The three of them had a good relationship now. Though close like sisters, they didn’t call each other sister but used endearing nicknames.

"Zhen’er, didn’t you make a belt for Master too? The pattern on it is even more beautiful than my mandarin ducks," Ye Wanqiu replied with a smile.

"But none of us can compare to Miaozhen. She made a robe for Master, and it’s almost finished." Luo Zhen glanced at Xu Miaozhen, speaking with a touch of self-effacement.

"Ah... Miaozhen, you made a robe for Master? You sneaky Miaozhen, you kept it a secret from us. Do you want Master to pamper you well when the time comes?" Ye Wanqiu teased playfully for once.

As the three exchanged banter,

Zhao Jiangning instantly felt like she had fallen into a vinegar jar, pouting, "I was wondering why you stopped playing mahjong after a few rounds. Turns out you were secretly doing this."

Then she said somewhat flustered, "Oh no, oh no, I haven’t prepared anything for Master yet. I wonder if Chun Lan and the others have."

There was a sense of competition even among the sisters.

While the gifts didn’t have to surpass each other’s, if they all gave something and she didn’t, would he think she didn’t like him as much as they did?

"No, I must act..." Suddenly, her eyes lit up. It was too late to make something herself, so she decided to buy something. Though homemade gifts held more sentiment, buying something was better than giving nothing.

With a flicker in her gaze, Zhao Jiangning suggested with a smile, "We haven’t shopped in so long. Now that Master’s back, how about we go out and take a stroll?"

"Great." Hearing this, Luo Zhen’s eyes lit up. She was also tired of staying in the residence these past days.

Moreover, ever since coming to Bianliang, she hadn’t had a proper stroll around the city yet.

The three of them looked towards Ye Wanqiu.

"But the sachet..." Her sachet wasn’t finished yet.

"It won’t take long, dear Wanqiu. Would you accompany me?" Zhao Jiangning bent over and hugged Ye Wanqiu’s arm, pleading with a pitiful expression.

"Alright then, but not for too long." Ye Wanqiu planned to give the sachet to Chen Mo tonight.

"Okay." Zhao Jiangning nodded eagerly.

"Then we’ll go find Xiao Jiu."

It’s not too safe outside right now. Even though Chen Mo’s back, it’s still better to have a bodyguard in case they encounter anything troublesome.

Meanwhile, Xiao Jiu was also looking for Chen Mo.

But after searching the entire courtyard, Xiao Jiu couldn’t find any trace of Chen Mo, and its cheeks puffed up in frustration, a hint of human-like grievance in its eyes.

It scratched at Chen Mo’s door a few times, seemingly expressing its displeasure, and then prepared to leap onto the roof to continue the search. Just then, it spotted a chubby ginger cat lazily licking its paws under the shade of a tree, looking quite relaxed.

Xiao Jiu’s interest was piqued, and it pounced toward the ginger cat.

Though Xiao Jiu’s size had increased, its speed was astonishing. By the time the ginger cat sensed something was amiss, Xiao Jiu was already upon it.

The ginger cat reacted as if it had seen something terrifying, its fur standing on end.

Xiao Jiu pinned it down with a paw.

"Chirp, chirp..." Xiao Jiu chirped twice.

"Meow, meow..." The ginger cat yowled, feeling like Xiao Jiu might eat it.

Just as Xiao Jiu opened its mouth, intending to scare the cat by pretending to bite its neck,

"Xiao Jiu, no, don’t hurt Riceball..." Ye Wanqiu saw this scene and was scared witless, rushing over in three quick steps to snatch Riceball from Xiao Jiu’s jaws and cradling it in her arms, comforting it.