Immortal Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress’ Palace

Because the **** injury is not good.

Today, he is not going to serve the Empress.

Just as he was about to simulate.

There was a bang on the door.

When Chen Mo heard the shrill voice, he knew it was the dead **** Wang Ying.

"Little Chen Zi, the Emperor Ji has come down, and I haven't opened the door yet to pick up the car." Wang Ying raised her voice.

Behind him, Zhao Fujin said with a slight dissatisfaction, "Eunuch Prince, please be quiet."

With that said, Zhao Fujin walked to the door, knocked lightly on the door, and said softly, "Chen Hong, are you awake? It's me, I have something to tell you."

Hearing this, Wang Ying's eyes widened. His Highness actually asked Chen Hong in such a tone.

It felt like if Chen Hong hadn't woken up, His Highness hadn't been waiting for him outside the room.

In the room, Chen Mo hurriedly put on his trousers and covered it with a quilt. Then he lay on the bed and used the Imperial Object Technique to open the three safety guards on the door, before he said:

"Reporting to Your Highness, the servant has woken up, but the servant's body is ill, so please forgive me that the servant cannot get up to pick up the car. If Your Highness does not dislike it, you can come in by yourself."

"No, no, don't dislike it, I'll come in by myself."

Hearing Chen Mo's words, Zhao Fujin pushed open the door and walked in.

When he saw Chen Mo lying on the bed, the self-blame in his heart emerged again, and then he walked down directly beside Chen Mo's bed: "Chen Hong, you...Are you all right?"

"The slaves are fine. After raising them for two days, they can continue to serve the Empress and Her Royal Highness." Chen Mo said respectfully.

Hearing this, Zhao Fujin blamed himself even more: "It's all me, if it wasn't for me..."

As he said that, Zhao Fujin suddenly thought that Wang Ying was still inside, so he stopped talking, turned around and said to Wang Ying: "Eunuch Wang, you go out first, this palace has something to say to Chen Hong alone."

"Your Highness, this..."

"Um?"

"Nuo, this old slave will go out now." When he went out, Wang Ying glared at Chen Mo, as if telling him not to talk nonsense.

With the door closed.

Zhao Fujin said with concern: "Chen Hong, are you...really okay?"

"His Royal Highness, I'm really fine, you see, isn't this servant lying here well?" Chen Mo said with a smile.

Zhao Fujin thought that he deliberately showed a fine expression in order not to worry himself.

After all, some time ago, a **** who was serving the father was beaten with 50 big slaps. After that day, he died the next day.

Chen Hong was hit a hundred big boards.

Touched, she blamed herself incomparably: "It's all my fault. If I hadn't coerced you to take me out of the palace, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened."

"Of course it's your fault..." Chen Mo almost said this, and immediately said like a dog:

"It has nothing to do with Your Highness, it's all the fault of the slaves. If the slaves were more careful, maybe this matter would not have been known to the Empress."

Hearing this, Zhao Fujin burst out laughing, and said softly, "Poor mouth."

"Slaves don't dare."

Zhao Fujin snorted, and immediately took out a white jade porcelain bottle from his arms, placed it on Chen Mo's bedside, and said, "Chen Hong, this is the best medicine for golden sores, you can apply it to...you are injured, no need to. It will be fine in a while."

"Thank you, Your Highness." Chen Mo thanked him respectfully.

"I caused you to do this, you thank me?" Zhao Fujin said with pursed lips.

"The servant said, it's not His Highness's fault."

"The queen mother said it well, you really are a good person."

Chen Mo: "..."

Seeing Chen Mo's stunned expression, Zhao Fujin smiled again.

Yu smiled sweetly.

Zhao Fujin regained his optimistic temperament and said, "Tell me, what reward do you want?"

"Uh... slaves don't want rewards."

"You must have it."

"Then let your Highness see it." Chen Mo said.

Hearing this, Zhao Fujin thought for a while, and then took out an exquisite small wooden box from his arms.

Looking at Zhao Fujin, it is both a jade bottle and a wooden box.

Chen Mo had some doubts whether the bulging hill in front of Zhao Fujin was filled with these things.

This is also too capable.

Zhao Fujin opened the small wooden box, and inside the box lay two longan-sized medicinal pills.

She picked up one with a bit of pain, and immediately turned her head, out of sight, and handed it to Chen Mo respectfully, and said, "Here you are."

"His Royal Highness, what is this?" Chen Mo looked at the elixir that Zhao Fujin handed over in confusion.

"This is the golden pill refined by the master. It was made by the dragon that the master killed in the East China Sea. There are only 108 pieces per pot, but they are precious." Zhao Fujin said.

"Master?" Chen Mo was taken aback, this was the first time he knew that Zhao Fujin had a master.

Yes, he is a small person, how much can he know.

"It's the National Teacher." Zhao Fujin said.

"National teacher?!" Chen Mo was stunned.

In the past two days, he also probably learned some information about the Song Dynasty.

After the Song Dynasty took over the plate of the previous Dynasty, the sects and religions that were abolished by the previous emperor Taizu gradually emerged.

Later, the Taoist genius Lin Suya joined the royal family and founded the Shenxiao School. Emperor Zhao Ji became the leader, Taoism was promoted as the state religion, and Lin Suya became the state teacher.

Later, Lin Suya used Tao to destroy Buddhism and mastered the religious power of the Song Dynasty.

Lin Suya is also a first-rank expert.

And among all the first-rank masters, they are among the best.

And the medicinal pill she made could be of ordinary quality?

"His Royal Highness, this medicinal pill is too... expensive, and slaves can't ask for it."

How could Chen Mo dare to ask for such a precious medicinal pill.

"Really not?" Zhao Fujin said again ~www.readwn.com~ Chen Mo shook his head.

"Alright then." Seeing that Chen Mo really didn't want it, Zhao Fujin took the pill back, and then gave Chen Mo a bottle of a more common pill.

Of course, this is ordinary compared to Jindan, it is naturally ordinary.

But in the eyes of ordinary people, it is still extremely precious.

This time, Chen Mo accepted it.

Although, he really wanted to accept Jindan.

But he knew that Jin Dan was not something he could enjoy with his status.

Although he knew that if he accepted it, Zhao Fujin would not say anything, let alone tell others.

But if this matter spreads out, there is absolutely nothing good for him to eat.

After all, what kind of virtue and what ability can I ask Di Ji to give me a golden elixir.

Is it just a slap in the face?

This is different from the jade pendant that Zhao Fujin gave at the beginning.

No matter how precious jade is.

That too is vulgar.

And this golden pill.

I am afraid that there are not even some princes, emperors and concubines.

What can I get.

What can't be collected.

Chen Mo still has a spectrum in his heart.

...

After Zhao Fujin left.

Chen Mo started today's simulation.

Like yesterday, I still brush talent.

[The first day: The great turmoil is coming, and the horns of uprisings have been raised in various parts of the Song Dynasty. The sky is dead, and the yellow sky stands. You are in the palace, which is the safest place in the Song Dynasty. You have become a seventh-rank martial artist because you have comprehended the Heart Sutra of Yu Nie in advance.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, you are trying to sneak into the emperor's bedroom and absorb the aura of the emperor in the jade seal.

As soon as you stepped into the Great Ming Palace, you were discovered by the first-rank master who protected the emperor. You were dead. 】

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