Reborn as a eunuch, the system tells me to seduce the empress?

When Lin Mo pushed open the door of the Imperial Study and walked out.

The cool breeze of early autumn evening swept over him, making Lin Mo feel a sense of relief, and he let out a long breath.

Who would believe that Lin Mo, the head of the Eastern Depot, would actually do something like spanking the emperor?

But he not only hit me, he hit me four times, and each hit was solid.

As for the feel...!

To be honest, it's not bad.

The empress was used to a life of luxury, and her perky parts were truly perky; a slap from her would reveal their elasticity.

Lin Mo quickly banished this dangerous thought from his mind.

He just called himself a "loyal and virtuous minister" in front of Yu Qingli.

Although the girl clearly didn't believe it, he himself had to.

A loyal minister cannot imagine such a tempting scene.

Just as Lin Mo was about to leave the palace, a crisp electronic notification sound suddenly rang in his mind.

[Ding! Detected deep physical contact between the host and the target of the romance, "Empress Yu Qingli". Affection level function activated...]

Lin Mo's face twitched.

Deep physical contact? He was hitting her! Not touching her! Can this lousy system even understand context?

[Affection analysis complete. Yu Qingli's current affection level towards the host is: 35.]

[Note: Favorability rating includes a large number of negative emotions, with anger accounting for 42%, shame for 38%, resentment for 15%, and other emotions accounting for 5%.]

Lin Mo almost burst out laughing.

So all those 35 points of goodwill were earned through spankings.

Anger and shame accounted for 80% of the score, and that's supposed to be a positive rating?

[Congratulations, host, for triggering the first stage reward of the strategy quest: Nine Yang Divine Skill.]

[Nine Yang Divine Skill: An unparalleled internal energy cultivation method of supreme Yang and extreme strength. Upon mastery, one's internal energy generates at an astonishingly rapid and inexhaustible rate, rendering one immune to all poisons and warding off all evil. Furthermore, the Nine Yang True Qi possesses remarkable healing properties, capable of healing internal injuries and unblocking meridians.]

[Special Note: Given that the host has already consumed the Crimson Spirit Pill and possesses a century-old Xuanhuang Qi, it is highly compatible with the Nine Yang Divine Skill. Cultivating this skill will yield twice the results with half the effort, and the Nine Yang True Qi can nourish the physical body, compensating for the excessively potent effects of the Crimson Spirit Pill.]

Lin Mo's eyes lit up.

He was extremely familiar with the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

In my past life, when I read martial arts novels, this was considered a top-tier internal energy cultivation method. Zhang Wuji relied on the Nine Yang Divine Skill to transform himself from a cripple into a peerless master; his recovery ability was practically superhuman.

What he lacks most right now is a decent internal energy cultivation technique.

The Crimson Spirit Pill gave him a century's worth of internal energy, but it was artificially accumulated.

Although the Xuanhuang Qi within him was vast, it was chaotic and disorganized; he could only unleash about 60-70% of its full power when using it.

If one possessed the Nine Yang Divine Skill, and could transform all of this century's worth of internal energy into Nine Yang True Qi...

Lin Mo felt hot all over just thinking about it.

[Would you like to claim your reward?]

"Receive it," Lin Mo silently said to himself.

The next instant, a massive flow of information surged into his mind like a flood bursting its banks.

The mental techniques, practice routes, and variations of the Nine Yang Divine Skill.

A dense array of words and images exploded in his mind, like countless needles pricking his brain.

Lin Mo groaned and steadied himself against a pillar.

Fortunately, the impact came and went quickly.

In just a few breaths, the entire contents of the Nine Yang Divine Skill were firmly engraved in his memory, as if he had been practicing this skill since childhood.

[The cultivation technique has been transferred. The host may begin cultivation at any time.]

Lin Mo took a deep breath, feeling the exquisite cultivation techniques in his mind, and couldn't help but smile.

This trip to the palace was worthwhile.

He beat up the Empress, vented his anger that had been building up for months, and even gained a peerless martial arts technique for free.

Furthermore, Yu Qingli agreed to reinstate the Eastern Depot.

Although the girl said, "Get out, I grant your permission," the emperor's words are law, and he cannot go back on his word.

They made a fortune.

but……

As Lin Mo walked out of the palace gate, he suddenly remembered another sentence the system had said.

"Strike the Empress".

He looked down at his right hand.

The hand that had just slapped Yu Qingli's bottom hard still retained a faint warmth in its palm.

According to the system, this beating actually increased the favorability rating to thirty-five.

Lin Mo suddenly felt something was absurd.

He was a eunuch who had just recovered his full health, and he had a beautiful wife at home who was incredibly charming, but he hadn't had a chance to properly cherish her yet.

The system has now given him another mission: to win over the Empress.

Is this some kind of pre-arranged chaotic scene?

Moreover, he knew perfectly well what Yu Qingli's attitude towards him was now.

Of the 35 points of favorability, 80% were due to anger and shame.

This isn't just goodwill; Yu Qingli's hatred is so intense she wants to skin him alive.

How to make the Empress fall in love with him?

You're dreaming.

Lin Mo shook his head, banishing these chaotic thoughts from his mind, and mounted his horse.

When the black horse arrived at the Lin residence under the cover of night, it was already completely dark.

Lin Mo dismounted, tossed the reins to the servant who came to greet him, and strode towards the back of the house.

He went to the palace to meet the emperor today and had a "deep exchange" with Yu Qingli in the imperial study. He was covered in a thin layer of sweat and felt sticky and uncomfortable.

But when he pushed open the back gate of the courtyard, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The courtyard was quiet, and the lanterns under the eaves emitted a warm yellow light, casting a soft halo on the bluestone ground.

At this time of day, Su Wanning would usually be waiting for him to return in the courtyard with her maids, but today the courtyard was empty.

Only the bedroom window let in candlelight.

Lin Mo's heart stirred slightly, and he walked over quietly.

He pushed open the bedroom door, and a faint fragrance of osmanthus wafted towards him.

Then he saw Su Wanning.

Lin Mo stood frozen at the doorway.

Su Wanning did not wear a plain-colored ruqun as usual.

She was wearing a bright red wedding dress, the same one she wore when she married him three years ago.

The wedding dress was made of the finest brocade, embroidered with patterns of twin lotus blossoms and mandarin ducks in gold thread, shimmering softly in the candlelight.

Her long hair was not styled in a traditional Chinese bun as usual, but rather left loose, with only a red silk flower pinned to her temple.

Her face was lightly powdered, her eyebrows were like distant mountains, her lips were painted vermilion, and her almond-shaped eyes were watery as she looked at him shyly.

A table was set with food and drinks.

Four meat dishes and four vegetable dishes, plus a pot of warm yellow wine on a charcoal stove.

The dishes weren't extravagant, but each one was exquisite, clearly prepared under Su Wanning's personal supervision in the kitchen.

"Husband." Su Wanning stood up, clasped her hands in front of her, and gave him a curtsy.

The hem of the wedding dress spread out on the ground, like a blooming red lotus.

Su Wanning's voice was soft, tinged with nervousness and anticipation: "Your Majesty, I have prepared wine and dishes. You've been busy all day, please sit down and have something to eat!"

Lin Mo stood at the door, looking at Su Wanning in her wedding dress under the candlelight, and suddenly felt his throat go dry.

He remembered.

Three years ago, Su Wanning wore this wedding dress when she married him.

But at that time he was still a eunuch, and on their wedding night the two of them could only lie down fully clothed and could do nothing.

At the time, Su Wanning did not complain, and even took the initiative to comfort him, saying, "My husband treats me well, so I don't care about those things."

But Lin Mo knew that she cared.

Which woman doesn't want to be pampered by her husband on her wedding night?

That night, Su Wanning sat on the edge of the bed in her wedding dress, waiting for him for a long time.

Finally, Lin Mo blew out the candle, lay down with his back to her, and pretended to be asleep.

He heard a very faint sob behind him, so suppressed as if afraid he would hear it.

That night was the moment Lin Mo hated most about being a eunuch since he transmigrated to the Great Liang Dynasty.

And today.

Su Wanning put on this wedding dress again.

Lin Mo understood her meaning perfectly well.

His body had just recovered during the day, and the two were finally about to consummate their marriage when they were interrupted by an imperial edict from the palace.

Although Su Wanning didn't say anything, she must have been thinking about it.

So today she specially changed into her wedding dress, prepared wine and dishes, and waited for Lin Mo to return.

She wanted to make up for the incomplete wedding night three years ago.

Lin Mo felt as if something had struck his heart hard, and he couldn't help but feel a pang of sorrow.

I've let her down!