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

The two were filled with shame.

When Shen Mo and Chu Juji were fighting, they hid and then quietly slipped away afterwards.

It is human nature to seek advantage and avoid harm.

Shen Mo said very magnanimously, "You two are too kind!"

"Brother Shen, you are truly a hero! I, Hao Danian, am determined to be your friend. If you ever need my help, just let me know!"

Hao Danian patted his chest and guaranteed it.

Chen Henian nodded in agreement: "That's what I meant too. Also, this small gift that we two prepared is just to help Brother Shen calm his nerves."

"No problem."

Shen Mo accepted the banknotes, being polite as he was, but he still had to take the money.

No more, no less, another ten thousand taels.

After saying goodbye, Shen Mo returned to the courtyard.

He crossed his legs, looked down at his nose and his mind, his face as calm as a still pond.

Several hours later.

Fang emerged from his meditation, his eyes filled with delight.

"Uncle Yang is right, listening to sutras and chanting Buddha's name really does help with the practice of Vajra King Kung Fu!"

He practiced all afternoon without stopping for no reason once, which shows that this method is quite compatible with Buddhism.

Vajra King Power, Mighty Vajra Finger, Vajra Strength Soup.

With so many Buddhist martial arts techniques and resources, could it be that Uncle Yang was once a highly accomplished monk?

Shen Mo shook his head.

Thinking of this, I can't help but miss Uncle Yang. I wonder if things are going well for him and when he will return.

The setting sun was like blood.

Shen Mo fetched bathwater, washed away his sweat, changed into a clean eunuch's robe, and headed to Fengyi Palace.

........

Outside the palace, Wu Xiong waited as usual.

As Shen Mo passed by, he couldn't help but glance at the old eunuch a few more times, but he couldn't see the slightest ripple on the old eunuch's cunning face.

Wu Xiong spoke up: "Little Mozi."

"Steward Wu, what are your orders?" Shen Mo asked in a tone that was neither humble nor arrogant.

"You come to Fengyi Palace almost every day, staying for one or two hours at a time. What exactly does Her Majesty the Empress want with you?"

Wu Xiong initially thought that the Empress wanted to use Shen Mo to deal with the Eldest Princess, but now it seems that this is not the case at all.

"That old fox, he's definitely become suspicious!"

Shen Mo sensed something was wrong.

His position was that of a steward in the Cold Palace, not the Empress Dowager's personal eunuch. It was one thing for him to come to the Phoenix Palace to inquire about things every day, but for him to stay for such a long time was indeed a bit unreasonable.

Shen Mo's eyes darted around, and he said with certainty, "Her Majesty the Empress is bored every day, so I tell her stories."

Storytelling is a great way to pass the time; spending an hour or two on it is perfectly acceptable.

Upon hearing this, Wu Xiong frowned and asked, "You can tell stories? What kind of stories do you tell?"

"Have you heard of The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber? Besides, why should I explain it to you?"

Shen Mo rolled his eyes and went straight into the room.

He has already given his reasons; whether Wu Xiong believes them or not is up to him.

"you!!"

Wu Xiong was trembling with anger. This Shen Mo no longer took him seriously.

"Very well! I'd like to see how many more days you can hop around like a grasshopper in autumn."

At Fengyi Palace, Xiao Yishu and the others waited anxiously.

As soon as Shen Mo appeared, she hugged him and kissed him passionately, as if she wanted to suck him dry.

"Hey buddy, give me some air."

Shen Mo patted his bottom, and Xiao Yishu reluctantly parted ways, saying resentfully, "I told you to come earlier, but you ended up waiting until evening."

"It's alright, it's the same if I stay with you longer."

Shen Mo smiled and comforted him, saying that maintaining the Empress's relationship was important, and of course, cultivation could not be neglected.

Otherwise, he'll die on a woman's belly sooner or later.

"Hmph! I bet you've been bewitched by those vixens in the Cold Palace."

Xiao Yishu took two steps back, her expression displeased, and said, "Tell me, where am I inferior to them? Just tell me, and I'll do anything."

"really?"

Shen Mo's smile became meaningful.

Xiao Yishu nodded emphatically.

Immediately, Shen Mo sat down on the phoenix chair, coughed lightly, and asked, "Where is my beloved concubine?"

"Your Majesty, I am here!"

Xiao Yishu gave him a charmingly disdainful look, then obediently knelt down in front of the phoenix chair.

This is not finished.

Shen Mo lifted his leg and placed it on Xiao Yishu's shoulder, smiling lightly, "I haven't bathed my feet yet, my beloved consort, would you be willing to clean them for me?"

"You! I've never treated the emperor like this."

Xiao Yishu blushed, feeling both ashamed and annoyed.

Shen Mo shook his head with a wry smile: "Look at you, so impatient! I only brought it up because you said you were willing to do anything."

"Wait a moment!"

Xiao Yishu hesitated for a moment before finally raising her hand to take off Shen Mo's shoes.

Putting herself in his shoes, since Shen Mo could do that for her, she should be able to as well.

There was no distinction of class or social status between the two.

Then comes the enjoyment.

With his eyes closed, Shen Mo felt that this moment was just like that moment before.

The difference is that the positions are reversed.

"No wonder Yi Shu has this strange habit, it's so comfortable."

It is unknown how much time passed.

Xiao Yishu picked up the teacup and gulped down the tea, then pouted and said, "Your turn! Carry me to the inner palace!"

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Shen Mo picked her up and carried her straight to the bedroom, fulfilling his duties diligently.

Unfortunately, happy times are always short-lived.

Afterwards, Shen Mo asked curiously, "Why haven't I seen you wear that red heart-patterned dress for so many days? I think it suits your temperament quite well."

"Don't even mention it. It must have been snatched away by someone's cat. I lose one of these every month or two. If you like them, I'll have the Silver Workshop make a few more and send them over. You can wear them next time."

Xiao Yishu gazed at Shen Mo with deep affection.

She lost interest in dressing up, and even when she saw the emperor, she would only do a simple makeup. Now, however, she always dressed up for Shen Mo.

Shen Mo asked in confusion, "A stray cat?"

"Yes, many of the ladies in the palace keep cats. Maybe I'm just unlucky," Xiao Yishu said with a self-deprecating laugh.

Shen Mo, however, did not think so.

Could it be that there are perverts in this palace who steal underwear?

Xiao Yishu grabbed his arm and shook it: "Let's not talk about this anymore, let's do it again."

"Wait a moment, I'll go through the formalities first."

Shen Mo realized that it was almost time, so he dressed and left.

They left the palace gates, right under Wu Xiong's nose, and then turned back and climbed over the wall to come back.

Just as the two were rekindling their past romance.

"Mother!"

Suddenly, the annoying voice of the Fourth Prince Chu Feng rang out.

Xiao Yishu's expression changed, and she said nervously, "Oh no! I almost forgot that today marks the one-month anniversary of Feng'er's confinement."

"You go and deal with him first, I'll hide for a bit."

Shen Mo felt somewhat helpless, never expecting to end up like Old Shen next door.

After a quick selection, I hid in the wardrobe.

Wardrobes in those days were large trunks, and there were many such trunks in the rooms, many of which were empty.

"I'm sorry to have troubled you."

Xiao Yishu said as she got dressed and went out to greet her son's return.

The main hall and the inner hall were not far apart, and Shen Mo could clearly hear their conversation.

Upon meeting, Chu Feng complained, "Mother, how cruel you are! You actually locked me up for a whole month!"

"I did that for your own good, so you would learn your lesson."

Xiao Yishu's tone was full of disappointment and frustration. She had gradually realized that indulging Chu Feng was not a good thing, but would only make him more arrogant.

Chu Feng said irritably, "Shen Mo is my enemy. Is it really for my own good that you're giving him a position?"