Troubled times: Start practicing spiritual practice by taking care of your sister-in-law.

On the Ziwei Mountain, all the civil and military officials knelt down and shouted "Long live the emperor".

Historians wrote furiously to record this scene in history books.

Coming to power illegitimately is something that every founding emperor in every dynasty will encounter.

And now, Chen Mo is offering sacrifices to the gods in Ziwei Mountain, and the gods have appeared to him. This is the best endorsement.

Even the heavens recognized Chen Mo as the emperor, so how could he be called illegitimate? This was simply too righteous.

When Chen Mo came down from Ziwei Mountain, his attention was not on the road under his feet, but on other things.

Before, he clearly felt a wisp of "Xuanhuang Qi" flowing into his body and merging with his soul, but why didn't the system panel change?

"Soul, could it be related to soul wandering?"

When Chen Mo was thinking about something, Wu Mi noticed that he looked strange, held his hand, and said softly, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Jia, who was holding Wu Mi's other hand, also looked up and said in a childish voice, "Father, are you thinking about the Fengshan ceremony?"

Pulling his thoughts back to his senses, Chen Mo stopped, touched Chen Jia's head with a smile, then picked him up and let him ride on his neck.

Wu Mi's expression changed slightly, and he said quickly: "Your Majesty, this is not proper."

"It's okay." Chen Mo grabbed Chen Jia's two little hands, then smiled and said, "Jia'er, hold on tight, let's go down the mountain."

"Yeah." Chen Jia smiled happily.

Chen Mo didn't often play with him or some family games, and Chen Jia was still young, so in Chen Jia's heart, he always felt a little distant from Chen Mo, so Chen Jia longed for Chen Mo's intimacy.

Wu Mi was stunned for a moment, then a happy smile appeared on his face, and he had forgotten what he had just asked.

When they returned to the county town at the foot of the mountain, it was already dark. Han Anniang, Xia Zhiqing and the others saw Chen Mo and the others coming back, and hurried forward to greet them. They asked Wu Mi about some matters related to Fengshan.

"God showed his power?" Yi Shiyan's face was full of curiosity. Her big, lively eyes twinkled. She quickly asked Wu Mi, "Sister Mi, tell me quickly, tell me quickly, how did God show his power?"

The other sisters were also full of curiosity.

After Wu Mi recounted in detail the specific circumstances of the divine appearance.

The girls immediately started chattering.

"Empress, Zhining and I both felt what you said."

"And me, I feel it too."

"At the time, I just felt a shiver, but within a few breaths, everything returned to calm. At the time, I didn't take it seriously and thought I caught a cold, but I didn't expect that you all felt it."

"The gods have shown their power. Isn't this the legend from the time when the Blue Emperor was enthroning the gods? Has it come true?"

"Your Majesty, you are the one who is being offered the throne. Do you feel anything different?"

As Xiao Yunxi spoke, the chattering sound suddenly disappeared, and all the girls looked at Chen Mo.

"At the moment, there is no difference." Chen Mo had no idea about this matter, so he simply stopped talking about it.

"No wonder I see all the officials are so excited. When His Majesty performed the Fengshan ceremony, a miracle from heaven appeared. The ministers have something to do." Xia Zhiqing chuckled.

This is a miracle from heaven, so we have to brag about it.

"It's getting late. Let's go back and rest. We have to continue our journey tomorrow." Chen Mo will try soul traveling tonight.

"Who's turn is to sleep with me tonight?" Yi Shiyan glanced at the girls.

The girls looked at each other, and finally all looked at Wu Mi.

Wu Mi smiled calmly, it was her turn tonight.

……

The night is quiet, the evening breeze blows through the house,
Misty water rose from the dimly lit couch. Beside the large bathtub behind the screen, Wu Mi wiped the water stains from his hair with a dry towel. Water droplets slid down Bai Jiexue's back, following the undulating curves all the way down, and finally landed on the floor.

After wiping the water stains on his hair, Wu Mi changed to a dry towel and began to wipe the water droplets on his body inch by inch.

After drying her body, Wu Mi picked up the nightgown hanging on the screen. When she was about to put it on, her eyes caught sight of Chen Mo, who was sitting in front of the dressing table, reading ancient books attentively.

Wu Mi couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, wondering if he was no longer attractive to Chen Mo. Otherwise, based on previous experience, he would have made some moves on her while she was bathing.

For this purpose, she had specially asked her subordinates to prepare a large bathtub, intending to take a bath with Chen Mo.

But when she finished washing, Chen Mo was reading a book beside her and was indifferent to her.

She put down her nightgown and walked towards Chen Mo with her bare white feet.

She forgot to wipe the soles of her feet, and a row of footprints from deep to shallow were left on the floor as she walked.

"Your Majesty, what are you looking at? Haven't you finished yet?" Wu Mi hugged Chen Mo from behind.

Since Chen Mo was sitting and Wu Mi was tall, when she hugged Chen Mo, Xue Li pressed directly on the back of Chen Mo's head, turning it into a soft dough.

Chen Mo said without even raising his eyes: "I'll finish reading it soon."

Seeing Chen Mo's perfunctory answer, Wu Mi pursed her lips in displeasure, but she did not show it. The jade hand that was around Chen Mo's neck slid along Chen Mo's collar, and her slightly cool little hand stroked his strong chest.

"Stop messing around." Chen Mo patted Wu Mi's leg with his backhand. He was watching with great interest.

This undoubtedly hurt Wu Mi's heart. She took her hands out of Chen Mo's robe and stopped hugging Chen Mo. Instead, she let go of her and turned back to get clothes to put on, feeling a little achy in her heart.

Without Wu Mi's interruption, Chen Mo should have read more attentively, but his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of Wu Mi without clothes and wet footprints on the floor. Chen Mo immediately realized something was wrong, quickly put down the ancient book in his hand, stood up, ran over and hugged Wu Mi.

"Mi'er, I'm sorry. I was so focused on reading that I forgot about you." Chen Mo explained, "I had someone get this ancient book from Chen Xiu. I wanted to read what was recorded about the divine manifestations."

"It's okay, Your Majesty." When the words came to his lips, Wu Mi found that there was something wrong with his voice.

Chen Mo naturally heard it, and quickly turned Wu Mi's body around, and then found: "Mi'er, are you crying?"

Wu Mi's eyes were a little red.

"No, it's... water got into my eyes." Wu Mi raised his hand and rubbed his eyes, avoiding Chen Mo's gaze.

"You still say no." Chen Mo pulled her to the dressing table, put his arm around her and sat her on his lap. He raised his hand to stroke her cheek and said softly, "I'm sorry. I was wrong. I didn't notice your emotions."

Wu Mi couldn't help it, so he buried his head in Chen Mo's shoulder and burst into tears.

Before the eastern tour, Chen Mo spent almost every day with Nalan Yiren and Yue Ruyan.

On the way to the Eastern Tour, they finally started to take turns to sleep with the emperor. But when it was her turn, Chen Mo was reading a book on the side, and he was indifferent to her teasing. Although Wu Mi was the queen, she was also a woman, so how could she not feel uncomfortable seeing this?

So, the moment she let go of Chen Mo and turned around, Wu Mi felt more and more aggrieved. However, she was somewhat self-conscious about her status, so she didn't want to express it and could only sob in her heart.

The moment Chen Mo hugged her, she couldn't control herself and her words sounded a little sobbing, which was discovered by Chen Mo.

Chen Mo patted her back gently and let her vent, her tears wet his shoulders.

After a while, Wu Mi's sentimentality was reduced a lot. She looked up at Chen Mo and said softly, "Your Majesty, I don't blame you. It's just that I'm too sensitive."

Chen Mo leaned in and kissed away the tears from Wu Mi's eyes, then he pressed his forehead against Wu Mi's and chuckled, "Silly boy, it was obviously me who didn't take care of you, and you put the blame on yourself."

"I want to be your Majesty's fool for the rest of my life." Wu Mi nudged Chen Mo's head, then took the initiative to kiss him on the lips, then sat up straight and said, "Your Majesty, please continue watching. I'll go make the bed."

Chen Mo held her slender waist, not letting her get up, and said with a smile: "Let's watch it together."

"Uh-huh."

Wu Mi sat in Chen Mo's arms, picked up the ancient book on the dressing table, asked Chen Mo where he was looking, and then quickly moved his finger to the place where Chen Mo had just looked.

"Hey, Your Majesty, that's not right."

At this time, Wu Mi discovered something was wrong and said, "According to my understanding, the writing during the Qing Emperor period was pictographic, and was recorded on bone fragments or animal skins. But why is this written on paper? Moreover, this writing is not the pictographic writing of the ancient times."

"Well, Mi'er, you are right. Chen Xiu said that the original was recorded on a tortoise shell, and that tortoise shell was lost more than 3,000 years ago. This ancient book was copied by an ancient person more than 3,000 years ago."

Chen Mo said, picking up an ancient book that he had already read on the dressing table, and said, "The Qing Emperor period is thousands of years away from the period of this ancient man more than 3,000 years ago, but there are no detailed historical records for these thousands of years, only a few words, and the civilization we can understand can only be traced back to the Qing Emperor at most. What about before the Qing Emperor? Therefore, I have to suspect that there may have been a civilization gap in between, and it happened more than once."

There is something Chen Mo didn't say. The divine revelation during today's Fengshan ceremony and the mysterious aura that merged into his body made Chen Mo doubt whether those myths were true or a mixture of truth and falsehood.
Did the Emperor of Heaven and the gods being worshipped ever exist in this world? Otherwise, why would worshipping them cause any feedback?

This made Chen Mo think of the Blood God Seal again. This was not something that people like them could create. Could it be related to the gods?
Hearing this, Wu Mi fell into deep thought, and then said: "Your Majesty, in fact, someone has said this suspicion before. For example, some people have investigated the source of these profound and mysterious skills that have been passed down to the present day, trying to find out who created them, but most of the skills and martial arts cannot find their source. Their history can only be traced back to 3,200 years ago at most, and then it was cut off."

Hearing this, Chen Mo fell silent.

He thought of his previous life. People in his previous life knew about ancient times through archaeology, in addition to the historical materials passed down from generation to generation.

At that time, a sentence like this was circulating on the Internet.

The truth of history is buried underground.

But there is no archaeology in this world.

There is no tomb raider either.

He can't possibly organize people to dig up ancient tombs, right?
This goes against the ethics of this world.

It will be opposed by people all over the world.

And all this was just his guess, it was unrealistic to think about it.

The thoughts were pulled back.

Chen Mo snatched the ancient books from Wu Mi's hand and placed them all on the dressing table. Then he picked up Wu Mi and walked towards the bed, saying with a smile, "Forget about this, let's take a rest."

Wu Mi hugged Chen Mo's neck, her cheeks slightly flushed, and nodded softly.

Half an hour later.

Looking at Wu Mi who had fainted from exhaustion, Chen Mo tidied her hair and then sat cross-legged.

As his mind moved, the eyes of the Golden Crow deep in his dantian lit up, and Chen Mo's soul left his body.

Chen Mo did not fly out of the room. He just wanted to see if the soul's wandering time would be longer after it was integrated into the mysterious energy.

And at the moment his soul left his body, he discovered something was wrong.

He actually sensed the mysterious aura that merged into his soul.

Not only that, he also discovered that he could use his thoughts to drive this mysterious energy.

Chen Mo raised his eyebrows.

He gathered this mysterious energy into his right hand and then grabbed the teacup on the table.

A magical scene happened. Normally, he was a soul at this moment, and his right hand should have passed directly through the teacup, but he actually picked up the teacup.

For the purpose of experiment, he switched to his left hand and did not use the mysterious energy. This time, his left hand went directly through the teacup.

He gathered the mysterious energy into his left hand, and then he was able to pick up the teacup with his left hand.

After that, he tried the table, vase, etc. and picked them up easily.

"In that case, how about using it to attack?"

Chen Mo tried to mobilize the mysterious energy in his body and aimed at the vase on the table not far away. As his mind moved, the mysterious energy shot out from his soul body, and in the blink of an eye, the vase on the table shattered.

And after smashing the vase, the mysterious energy quickly returned to his body.

Chen Mo was shocked.

"What's wrong?" At this time, Wu Mi heard the noise and woke up in a daze. After finding the broken vase, he immediately woke up Chen Mo who was sitting cross-legged on the bed.

"Mi'er." Chen Mo called out.

"His Majesty?!"

Wu Mi was frightened and suddenly alert, because she heard the sound coming from the guest table, and Chen Mo was clearly sitting next to her.

Chen Mo was also surprised.

He tried to gather this mysterious energy in his throat, and then opened his mouth. Wu Mi could actually hear him.

"Don't be afraid, Mi'er, it's me. My soul is wandering." Chen Mo floated in front of Wu Mi and said.

Wu Mi couldn't see Chen Mo's soul body, she could only use the sound and nervously touched the direction where the sound came from. Naturally, she touched nothing and her arm went straight through Chen Mo's soul body.

"Your Majesty, is that you?"

"it's me."

"Your Majesty, how can you speak? No, how can I hear your voice? Isn't it said that when you are wandering in spirit, others can't hear what you say?" (End of this chapter)