Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace-Chapter 355 - 353 Cooked rice cannot be uncooked.

Because of what happened with Chen Hong.

The bloody edict event that was supposed to leak from the palace today did not occur.

At the same time, under Chen Mo’s instructions, the news of the assassin Yang Cheng being captured spread throughout Bianliang City.

A gambling den somewhere in the northern part of the city.

"Sir, according to our informant in the Fire Qilin Army, after last night’s incident, Chen Mo also appeared. Cyan Wolf (Yang Cheng) did not escape and must have been captured." A gambler leaned half his body against the gambling table, eyes on the dice before him.

The middle-aged man next to him frowned tightly, placing a bet as he whispered, "No matter what, we must find out where Cyan Wolf is being held."

"Are you worried Cyan Wolf will betray you?"

"Better safe than sorry. Facing torture, not many can hold out. Only dead men can’t speak. Those who were still alive last night, take care of them too," the middle-aged man said.

"Understood."

"Damn, lost again." The middle-aged man slammed the table hard, then left the gambling den.

After leaving the gambling den and making several rounds, the middle-aged man rubbed his face, revealing a new face. If Gao Zheng were here, he would definitely exclaim.

Because the middle-aged man was Zhao Qi.

The death warriors raised by Zhao Qi did not actually know that the master they served was the eldest son of Prince Mu.

Zhao Qi was worried that Cyan Wolf might say something.

He feared that Chen Mo would unravel information from Cyan Wolf and deduce who the mastermind is or who is most suspicious.

And as for last night’s event, the assassin heading towards Prince Mu’s mansion was purely coincidental, hoping to use Prince Mu’s influence to escape pursuers.

Unexpectedly, the pursuers were not afraid of Prince Mu at all.

As Zhao Qi returned to Prince Mu’s mansion, a figure knelt before him on one knee, "Sir, a letter has arrived from the north."

...

...

After the mourners departed and no one was secretly observing, Yi Yao avoided Su Mu and called Chun Lan, Xia Lan, Qiu Lan, and Dong Lan to her room, revealing that Chen Mo was actually Chen Hong.

The four women were shocked but not entirely incredulous.

For they had heard rumors that Chen Hong and Chen Mo were the same person, they just had not been confirmed.

Also, back then, Chen Hong never truly introduced Chen Mo to them.

He even prevented them from approaching Chen Mo’s residence.

This already gave them some clues.

"And in the mourning hall... the master?" Chun Lan asked after calming her emotions.

"That wasn’t the real master, it was a death row convict the master had impersonate him," Yi Yao said.

"Scared me to death... I thought master really... really..." Dong Lan sobbed lightly.

"Alright, stop crying." Although Yi Yao was not older than Dong Lan, she was much calmer when it came to matters. She said sternly:

"The master trusts us, only then did he reveal his true identity to us. So this matter, only we should know, don’t spread it. And when you see the master in the future, don’t act as you did before, be more reserved. We must not betray the master’s trust in us."

As she said this, Yi Yao’s gaze moved to Chun Lan.

Usually, regardless of whether anyone was around, Chun Lan loved to lean close to Chen Mo, exchanging secret glances.

If she continued like this, rumors might inevitably spread.

Of course, Yi Yao might have been overly worried.

Chen Hong’s apparent identity was a eunuch, while she, Chun Lan, Xia Lan, and the others were all just Chen Hong’s maids.

Thus, even if Chen Hong died, it would not be a big deal if it were known that Chen Mo had been involved with them.

A brother being involved with his brother’s maids is not against ethics.

...

Witch Mansion.

Wu Lu was pacing anxiously, originally planning to discuss the marriage between Xin’Er and Chen Mo yesterday, but discovered at the Chen Mansion that both brothers were absent.

So he planned to come back the next day.

Unexpectedly, this incident happened.

Now, with his brother just deceased and his body not yet cold, it seemed inappropriate to discuss the marriage with Chen Mo now.

So he went to see Xiao Yunqi.

He had inquired that Chen Mo’s brother had passed, leaving no elders in their family.

Chen Hong reached his position thanks to Xiao Yunqi’s support, and he even sent a relative’s daughter to serve as Chen Hong’s maid, making him a sort of elder.

And since Chen Mo was Chen Hong’s brother, Xiao Yunqi was also an elder to Chen Mo.

Both an elder and a superior.

Wu Lu finding Xiao Yunqi to settle the marriage was therefore within the rules.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Yunqi stalled him.

Being a seasoned politician, Wu Lu could tell that Xiao Yunqi did not want Chen Mo to become the son-in-law of the Wu Family, intending to keep it within their circle.

Yet he couldn’t afford to fall out with Xiao Yunqi.

The marriage between Princess Fu Mao and his son was still in the making.

The matter of Chen Mo and Wu Xin’Er was initially just a consideration.

Since it was not settled, Xiao Yunqi could easily dismiss the issue with Chen Mo and Wu Xin’Er.

This was why Wu Lu was so anxious.

If Xiao Yunqi did not agree, then it would be even harder with Chen Mo himself.

Knowing that Xiao Yunqi and Chen Mo were allied.

It would be hard to persuade Wu Lu to give up on Chen Mo.

A First Grade Martial Artist.

Nineteen-year-old First Grade Martial Artist, with limitless potential.

"What to do? What to do?"

While Wu Lu was considering a plan, his wife came over, seeing Wu Lu in distress, she quickly asked what had happened.

Wu Lu did not hide anything from his wife and explained the situation.

His wife thought for a moment, then quickly said, "That’s easy. Just let them reach the point of no return."

Wu Lu was taken aback, then his eyes brightened, yes.

Once Xin’Er and Chen Mo reach the point of no return, Chen Mo would have to marry Xin’Er.

Even Xiao Yunqi could not disagree unless he wanted to fall out with the Wu Family.

Overjoyed, he embraced his wife, "My dear, you really are my wise helpmate. I will write to Xin’Er immediately to come to the capital."

Meanwhile, at the Xiao Mansion.

Xiao Yunqi also wore a worried expression.

In the Xiao Family of thousands, not a single suitable legitimate daughter could be found, not even an illegitimate one.

Lowering the age a bit, there were a few who were five or six years old.

But this wasn’t a child marriage, marrying Chen Mo was clearly inappropriate.

Thinking about this, Xiao Yunqi couldn’t help but lament not having more daughters back then.

"Could it really end up benefiting the Wu Family like this..."

...

"Who would have thought, he would die just like that." At the Qi Mansion, Consort Yu sighed deeply, having learned from her brother that Chen Hong was truly dead.

That night at Jingru Palace, her chaste body had been defiled by him.

It was the first time a man had been so intimate with her, feeling indifferent was impossible.