Immortal Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress’ Palace

Walking in the bamboo forest, Chen Mo recalled what Lin Suya said to him before leaving.

"Gen Yue is about to be completed, your Majesty's breakthrough to the first rank is just around the corner, you should be more careful yourself."

"Is this a warning?"

Chen Mo rubbed his chin and muttered, why did Master remind himself so?

In his mind, he recalled what Huangfu Hao said to him.

Wei Xian once investigated himself.

There are also these "rumours" that Tian Bianliang was born as a fake eunuch, and all the rumor-mongers were caught and thrown into prison.

All these signs indicate that Zhao Ji should already know the fact that he is not a eunuch.

And the rumormonger, it is estimated that he ordered the arrest.

The reason for the arrest is estimated to be a matter of face. After all, this matter is real, and the face of the royal family will be lost.

A normal man who stayed in the harem for so long must have aroused everyone's reverie.

The biggest reason why I haven't done it myself now is probably because I don't want to scare the snakes...

"No, I have to go back and simulate again to see if there will be any changes in the next few days."

After having a guess in his heart, Chen Mo's pace quickened a lot, when he walked out of the bamboo forest.

"Hey..."

Suddenly, a figure suddenly jumped in front of Chen Mo and greeted him.

Chen Mo, who didn't react, was startled, and his breathing quickened a lot.

Seeing that Chen Mo was frightened, Zhao Fujin also laughed: "Haha, junior brother, I didn't expect you to be frightened by me, you are so timid..."

Obviously, Zhao Fujin had been hiding here for a long time, so Chen Mo could come out and give him a "surprise."

Of course, for Zhao Fujin, this was just a joke.

And Chen Mo felt a little heavy because of Lin Suya's words, so he ignored Zhao Fujin.

Zhao Fujin thought he was angry, and the smile on his face disappeared. He sensed his surroundings. When he saw that there was no one around, he hugged his arm and pressed his body against him, saying:

"Junior brother, are you angry? I'm just joking with you, don't be angry.

Well, I apologize to you, don't be angry? "

Like a little girlfriend who is in love, she coaxes Chen Mo.

Chen Mo also came back to his senses at the moment, pinched Zhao Fujin's face, and said, "Senior sister, I'm not angry."

"Obviously there is." Zhao Fujin pouted: "Otherwise, why ignore me?"

"I didn't ignore you, it's just that I was thinking about something else, so I..."

"What's on your mind?" Zhao Fujin was stunned, and immediately said, "By the way, Junior Brother, what did Master say to you just now?"

Hearing this, thinking of Lin Suya's words just now, Chen Mo also felt that Zhao Fujin was a little slack in his practice. He didn't have the same perseverance and effort as himself, so he cut her nose and joked: "Master, her old man said, if senior sister, you don't, If we cultivate well, we will not be able to be together in the future."

"Ah." Zhao Fujin screamed, a little scared, and said: "Master really said that?"

Chen Mo nodded: "Senior sister, look, I'm already a congenital warrior now, and you are still a fourth-rank, if this goes on, I will definitely break through to the foundation first, and once I get to the foundation, I will be punished. Pick up and lead away, won't we be separated then?"

Hearing this, Zhao Fujin also realized the seriousness of the matter, and the latter became frightened immediately, holding Chen Mo's arms even tighter, and said, "Junior brother, you... cultivate slowly, okay? I... Be sure to catch up quickly."

Zhao Fujin also knew that he had been slack recently.

One is in love, thinking about Chen Mo every day, not wanting to practice.

Instead, he was quite irritable in practice. For Zhao Fujin, who was naturally playful, he would naturally be lazy without supervision.

Third, Zhao Fujin has no sense of crisis. As a woman, she does not want to inherit the throne, and her status as an emperor guarantees her a superior life and safety. Who wants to suffer in a carefree situation.