The eunuch in the cold palace: You get the Nine Yang Divine Skill right from the start!

That night.

On the phoenix couch, Xiao Yishu lay languidly on her side, her eyes hazy and the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, as if she were savoring something.

Shen Mo considerately wiped the sweat from her forehead and tentatively asked, "Your Majesty, this servant dares to ask you for something."

"speak!"

Xiao Yishu smiled enigmatically, wanting to see what Shen Mo was after.

Aside from the jade pendant that symbolized his status, he had received no other rewards for his errands over the past few days. It was time to reward him with something.

Shen Mo cleared his throat and said, "This servant desires the Dragon Elephant Suppressing Prison Force Blood-Moving Realm technique."

"What do you want?"

Xiao Yishu's eyes cleared instantly, and she sat up to look at him.

Just as Shen Mo was about to speak, Xiao Yishu suddenly pressed down on his shoulder, and a familiar aura of internal energy entered his body to investigate.

Dragon Elephant Suppressing Prison Force!

The Empress clearly also practiced this skill!

"Where did you get your Body Refining Realm cultivation technique?" Xiao Yishu had barely asked when she realized the answer and replied, "That girl Chu Leyao actually gave you this technique. You're quite fortunate!"

Shen Mo humbly replied, "It was just a coincidence. However, according to the rules, anyone who is not a member of the royal family must obtain your or His Majesty's permission to learn subsequent techniques. It is evident that the Princess respects you quite a bit."

"She respects me? She has never taken me, her sister-in-law, seriously."

Xiao Yishu snorted coldly, unwilling to mention this person any further, and beckoned with her finger: "Let's do it again. If you satisfy me, I will satisfy you in return."

There is a play!

However, I'll have to explain it to them again.

Shen Mo's heart sank, and he continued working.

........

"Your Majesty, are you satisfied?"

Shen Mo felt his mouth was dry, so he picked up the teacup that Xiao Yishu had drunk from and took a sip.

Xiao Yishu's consciousness had already drifted away, and she murmured, "So-so."

"A woman who says one thing and means another!"

Shen Mo silently despised him.

After a while, Xiao Yishu, who had recovered somewhat, said calmly, "The cultivation technique is in the hidden compartment on the second layer of the cabinet, so you don't have to make another trip there."

"Thank you for your generous gift, Your Majesty!"

Shen Mo felt gratified; his efforts had finally paid off.

Xiao Yishu reminded him, "You should know the rules. If word gets out, you can forget about losing your head. You're really lucky. Wu Xiong has been with me for so long and I've never rewarded him with this merit."

"I am deeply honored by Your Majesty's favor!"

The objective has been achieved, and Shen Mo lavishes praise upon him.

A moment later, seeing that he still hadn't taken the cultivation manual and left, Xiao Yishu couldn't help but ask, "Why aren't you leaving yet?"

"It's lonely in the deep palace. This servant would like to stay with Your Majesty a little longer."

Shen Mo is quite adept at understanding human relationships and social dynamics.

For a major client like Xiao Yishu, you have to treat her with genuine sincerity to ensure that the transaction doesn't smell too much like money.

"You certainly have a good heart." Xiao Yishu was taken aback, then shook her head sarcastically, "Our Emperor isn't even willing to put on a show. He only thinks about mending his clothes after they've been ripped open. Doesn't he think it's too late?"

Shen Mo was secretly alarmed and dared not express his opinion.

The Empress was actually quite pitiful.

Despite being called the Empress, she was deeply neglected by the Emperor, and her son was also a good-for-nothing. She could only vent her frustrations on him, the eunuch.

All Shen Mo could do was stay with her a little longer.

After a while, Xiao Yishu closed her eyes and breathed smoothly, seemingly asleep.

Shen Mo then tiptoed off the bed, took the cultivation manual from a hidden compartment in the cabinet, and bowed to the sleeping Xiao Yishu in farewell.

"Why--!"

Xiao Yishu, who was already "sound asleep," suddenly opened her eyes and sighed deeply, her eyes filled with sorrow and bitterness.

At this moment, the emperor must be enjoying himself in one of his concubines' palaces, right?

She couldn't even get Xiao Mozi to stay overnight; she was unwilling and unable to show her vulnerable side to anyone.

The sorrow is indescribable.

Xiao Yishu carried two jugs of wine to the pavilion by the pond and enjoyed the evening breeze while drinking.

Where will I be when I wake up from my drunken stupor tonight?

Willow bank, dawn and waning moon.

Years have passed, and all the beautiful moments and scenes have been in vain.

Even if I possess a thousand kinds of charm, to whom can I share them?

"Your Majesty, why are you drinking alone?"

Xiao Yishu stiffened upon hearing that familiar voice, and turned her head to see that Shen Mo had returned without her noticing.

"You...didn't leave?"

"I left, but halfway there I couldn't get through to my thoughts, so I went around the main gate and quietly climbed over the wall to come back."

Shen Mo sat down opposite her, picked up a pot of wine, and poured himself a glass.

Before leaving, he sensed that Xiao Yishu was not in a good mood, so he turned back because he was worried about her. He happened to see her drinking alone.

Xiao Yishu remained silent for a long while before asking, "Now that you have obtained the cultivation technique, why is your mind not clear?"

"How could Your Majesty, as the Empress, have such impure thoughts?"

Shen Mo countered with a question.

Xiao Yishu's lips moved, but she didn't say a word. She just kept drinking in silence.

This wine is the latest tribute to the palace, the "Drunken Beauty."

After a few drinks, I was already tipsy.

Xiao Yishu got up and went to the railing, gazing at her reflection in the moonlit pond:

"Little Mozi, am I really getting old?"

"The Empress's charm remains undiminished, but some people do not know how to appreciate it, just as even the finest Drunken Beauty wine is not for everyone."

Shen Mo came to her side, gently put his arm around her waist, and looked at the pool water: "If Your Majesty's mind is at peace, then my mind will be at peace too. Holding it in for too long... is not a good thing."

He knew very well that Xiao Yishu felt empty after each encounter.

Why?

Although the physical loneliness was relieved, the mental repression was never released.

"you......"

Xiao Yishu stared at Shen Mo in disbelief, as if her innermost thoughts had been seen through.

Shen Mo lightly clinked his glass against hers and said with a faint smile, "Tonight there is no empress, no eunuchs, only two lonely people and two lonely hearts."

Xiao Yishu could no longer control her emotions and burst into tears.

She buried her head in Shen Mo's chest, tears soaking her clothes. Shen Mo simply held her quietly without saying a word.

a long time.

With tears welling in her eyes, Xiao Yishu whispered, "Kiss me."

Shen Mo kissed her naturally.

Their clothes had fallen to the ground sometime earlier.

In this small pavilion, there are no masters and servants, no exchange of interests... only romance and beauty.

Only two lonely hearts intertwined.

"Xiao Mozi, thank you!" Xiao Yishu smiled, her face still wet with tears, which looked crystal clear under the moonlight.

Shen Mo smiled faintly: "It is my honor to be able to help Your Majesty with your troubles."

"Little Mozi, please don't leave tonight, okay?"

Xiao Yishu reached out and stroked his cheek. Even if tonight was a dream, she hoped that the dream would last longer.

Shen Mo nodded in agreement.

The two of them stayed in the pavilion all night until dawn before they carried her back into the house.

Before parting, Xiao Yishu gently kissed Shen Mo on the cheek and said again, "Little Mo, thank you! I feel much better now."

"That's good."

Shen Mo covered her with the blanket before leaving, then found a corner and climbed over the wall.

Walking down the street, I recalled everything that happened last night, as if it were a dream.

Originating from good intentions, it actually touched the heart of this empress.

This is what they mean by "planting willows unintentionally and they grow into lush trees"—is it?