Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace-Chapter 221 - 220 Heal Wounds

The night was deep, and the lights gradually extinguished in every street and alley of Bianliang City.

Chen Mansion.

When Chen Mo finished bathing and walked into a guest room with the healing medicine that Chun Lan brought, he suddenly felt that the temperature in the room had dropped significantly.

Chen Mo lit the lamp in the guest room and headed towards the bed, only to discover that the woman laying there was covered in a thin layer of frost.

Chen Mo frowned, touched the woman’s wrist, and found that the coldness was emanating from within her body.

He checked her breath next and found she was still breathing, then immediately began to examine the woman’s injuries.

He turned the woman’s body over completely but found no visible wounds.

After thinking for a moment, he turned her back over. As he looked at the woman’s face, Chen Mo paused for a moment, a bit stunned. Her brows were like light clouds, and beneath her pointed nose were rosy lips; though there was no color in her face, her beauty was striking.

Chen Mo pinched her chin and opened her lips, checking her throat and nose for any unusual marks.

With no other choice, Chen Mo activated the Ancient Heavy Pupils to scan her. Instantly, the woman’s delicate body was exposed before him, and he couldn’t help but assess her with some interest.

"Are such stunning women always timid? Hers are only a little larger than Xiao Qing’Er’s, not even comparable to Luo Zhen’s..."

Muttering to himself, Chen Mo soon discovered the cause of her injuries. Without much hesitation, he lifted and removed the woman’s night outfit, revealing her undergarments.

Having seen it all, Chen Mo wasn’t restricted by it anymore.

He directly pulled down the undergarments, his eyebrows raising, as he found them bound with a circle of white cloth, restraining them.

The mole next to her collarbone was particularly noticeable, feeling as if the white paint was stained with a spot of ink, somewhat damaging the beauty.

Perhaps because her clothes were being removed, though the woman was unconscious, she still reacted slightly, her eyelashes trembled, and her fingers twitched, showing signs of resistance.

"Still wants to kill me..."

Chen Mo directly untied the white cloth wrapped around her body, then turned her over to face her back to him.

On her back, Chen Mo discovered a bruise-colored palm print, surrounded by a thin layer of cold frost.

Immediately, Chen Mo’s mind recalled the Profound Nether Divine Palm from Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber.

The palm print on the woman bore some resemblance to the Profound Nether Divine Palm he’d seen on TV.

"How should this be treated?"

As Chen Mo wasn’t a physician, he could only fumble through it alone.

First, infuse some True Qi to see.

Chen Mo took off his shoes and got onto the bed, then helped the woman into a semi-sitting position so her back faced him.

Just like in movies where one heals others with inner energy, Chen Mo placed his palms on the woman’s back and infused True Qi.

Upon touching the palm print with his palms, Chen Mo felt a chilling sensation seep into his body.

Oddly enough, this chilled him pleasantly, as it seemed to counterbalance the Heart Fire produced by the Feather Nirvana Heart Scripture.

Noticing this, Chen Mo quickly urged the Feather Nirvana Heart Scripture to aid in healing the woman.

At this moment, the woman’s pale cheeks displayed signs of pain, her brows furrowing deeply, and her eyelashes trembled fiercely.

After about a quarter of an hour, Chen Mo ceased the healing process.

Meanwhile, the palm print on the woman’s back no longer emitted cold, the bruise slightly faded, but the mark remained.

She will need more time to recover.

The palm print was definitely left by a Second-Grade Martial Artist, perhaps even a First-Grade Martial Artist.

For the woman to survive such a strike and endure this long, her skills were quite profound.

Chen Mo got down from the bed, took the healing medicine placed aside, and picked up a small porcelain bottle labeled for internal use.

He poured out a pea-sized pill from the bottle, placed it in the woman’s mouth, and infused True Qi to help it dissolve.

"Phew..."

Chen Mo let out a long breath, helped the woman lie flat, then covered her with a quilt placed nearby.

He wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead, blew out the lamp, and prepared to leave the room.

Just as he opened the door, Chen Mo thought of something.

And the more he thought, the angrier he got. You tried to kill me, yet I exhausted my energy to save you.

If I don’t gain some benefit from this, wouldn’t I just become a fool?

Chen Mo turned back, crouched by the bed, reached into the quilt, and after measuring things, left the room satisfied.

However, he didn’t notice that as he did so, the woman’s furrowed eyebrows suggested discomfort, mixed with some other feelings.

...

In the largest courtyard at the back of the Xiao Mansion.

The largest main room’s lamps were never extinguished.

In the room, Qiu Lan and Dong Lan sat quietly at the bedside, their hearts filled with tension and trepidation.

Because unexpectedly, tonight they would have to transform from girls into women.

Still, they did not understand what kind of person they would be serving.

During their training at the Bureau of Prostitution, they often heard from seniors that some nobles indulged in perverted pleasures, with absolute disregard for women, especially women from families of guilty officials.

Even if they were beaten to death, there would be no one to stand up for them.

Both sisters feared Chen Mo might be that kind of person.

"Sister, don’t be afraid. He... he doesn’t seem like that kind of person," said Qiu Lan, grasping her sister’s hand. Although her words aimed to reassure her sister, her trembling hands betrayed her fear.

"Tap, tap..."

Just then, footsteps approached, and the door was pushed open.

The sisters stood up simultaneously, greeted their master, and eagerly went to Chen Mo’s sides, starting to remove his clothing.

This caught Chen Mo by surprise, but he quickly raised his hand to enjoy it.

Truly, they were trained well by the Bureau of Prostitution.

"What are your real names? They can’t just be Dong Lan and Qiu Lan, can they?" Chen Mo inquired.

Qiu Lan removed Chen Mo’s belt, softly saying, "As daughters of a guilty official, our names were taken from us."

Dong Lan’s expression was somewhat melancholic upon hearing her sister’s words.

At this point, Chen Mo’s outer garment had also been removed.

Chen Mo encircled both women’s waists, escorted them to the bed, sat down, and lifted Qiu Lan’s chin, asking, "Tell me, what crime did your family commit?"

Although Qiu Lan didn’t want to talk about it, Chen Mo was now their master, controlling their fates, and she feared offending him. After a pause, she told him the story.

Simply put, her father was a high-ranking official, but his salary was low, so he colluded with a private salt merchant for profit, eventually getting caught.

After hearing this, Chen Mo could only comment, "Goodness!"

Private salt trade.

Not being executed or exiled with the family entirely wiped out, that was already lenient.

Wait...

Chen Mo asked Qiu Lan more carefully.

Soon then realized her father was aligned with Xiao Yunqi’s faction.