Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality-Chapter 52 - 47: The Young Lady Says She’s Waiting for Someone to Put It on Her

Chapter 52: Chapter 47: The Young Lady Says She’s Waiting for Someone to Put It on Her

In Yangxin Hall, Xiao Mo let out a long breath and slowly opened his eyes.

Xiao Mo had already memorized all the incantations of the Grass Character Sword Formulas.

During this time, besides experiencing lives within the Hundred Generations Book, Xiao Mo would also frequently emerge from it to recite the Sword Formulas.

Although the wisp of Grass Character Sword Intent inside his body contained the Sword Formulas, which he could access at any time with a single thought...

...he could only truly begin to practice the Grass Character Sword Formulas after completely memorizing them, imprinting every single word onto his Divine Soul.

"Your Majesty."

Wei Xun’s voice came from outside the room.

"Come in," Xiao Mo said.

Wei Xun entered the bedchamber and bowed to Xiao Mo. "Your Majesty, this old servant has carried out your orders. To the north of Xianxin Palace, there is a rather remote, empty plot of land. It’s surrounded by walls on all four sides and concealed by a large gate. Hardly anyone ever passes by, so it’s very quiet.

This old servant has already had an altar set up. All the items a Daoist Sect might need, like talisman paper and cinnabar, an Eight Trigrams Map, a Yin-Yang Diagram, and a Peach Wood Sword, have been prepared. Would Your Majesty like to go and see?"

"Let’s go," Xiao Mo nodded.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Wei Xun quickly withdrew to prepare a carriage for His Majesty.

Over an hour later, Xiao Mo arrived at a plaza north of Xianxin Palace.

It was just as Wei Xun had described.

The plaza was surrounded by walls on all four sides, and one had to open a large gate to enter.

The plaza was about the size of a soccer field.

The location was indeed excellent, situated in a corner of the Imperial City.

Next to it was Xianxin Palace.

Xianxin Palace was, in fact, the Cold Palace.

After the previous Emperor passed away, all the concubines in Xianxin Palace had been taken to the Imperial Mausoleum to be buried with him. Since Xiao Mo had yet to take any concubines, there was no one to banish to the Cold Palace.

Thus, Xianxin Palace was now completely deserted.

Furthermore, Xianxin Palace had always been a place where concubines were known to hang themselves. Haunted by all sorts of terrifying rumors, both eunuchs and Palace Maids avoided it like the plague.

As a result, no one passed through the empty land surrounding Xianxin Palace either.

"Is Your Majesty satisfied with this place?" Wei Xun asked fawningly from the side.

"Mm," Xiao Mo nodded. "I am very satisfied."

"From this day forward, I will be cultivating here. Without my permission, no one is to enter this place. Understood?" Xiao Mo said in a cold voice.

"This old servant understands."

Xiao Mo waved his hand. "Go and wait outside the gate."

"Yes, Your Majesty..."

Wei Xun bowed, exited the plaza, and ordered his men to close the large gate.

CLANG.

The great gate was shut tight.

Xiao Mo picked up a Peach Wood Sword from a rack and began to practice the first form of the Grass Character Sword Formulas.

When a Cultivator first begins their practice, the most important step is to guide Spiritual Power into the body, unblocking the Spirit Veins to reach the Qi Cultivation First Layer.

Exceptionally talented Cultivators can reach the Qi Cultivation First Layer in two hours.

Cultivators of average aptitude usually take one to three days to enter the Qi state.

Those with poorer aptitude mostly require only a month.

The reason Jiang Qingyi had spent several months without reaching the Qi Cultivation First Layer was due to her missing Sword Bone.

Being born missing a bone gave her an Innate deficiency, preventing her from properly absorbing Spiritual Power into her body.

But after Xiao Mo forged a false bone for her, even though it wasn’t a Sword Bone, it compensated for her Innate deficiency.

After that, her cultivation speed became extremely fast, advancing by leaps and bounds.

Xiao Mo felt that his Root Bone, while not superior, could at least be considered average.

’I’ll aim to set foot on the Path of Cultivation within two days.’

...

「Meanwhile, at the Minister of Rites’ Mansion.」

Chief Eunuch Huang, the old palace maid from the Imperial Palace, opened her mouth and called out to the young woman before her, "Walk."

The young woman walked forward, her steps light yet steady, her stride small and slow. It was the so-called "lotus step." As she walked, her posture was erect and her gaze fixed forward.

"Halt."

At another command from Chief Eunuch Huang, the young woman stopped. Her posture was ramrod straight, her chin slightly tucked, her hands crossed before her—right over left. Her demeanor was dignified and serene, and she stood as still as an exquisite sculpture, not swaying in the slightest.

"Sit," Chief Eunuch Huang called out again.

The young woman sat on the chair beside her, perching on the front half of the seat. Her back was straight, her legs together and slanted, her feet together or slightly tucked beneath her skirt. Her hands rested naturally, one over the other, on her lap.

Looking at the young woman before her, Chief Eunuch Huang nodded, extremely satisfied.

Chief Eunuch Huang had come under the Empress Dowager’s orders to train the so-called "Greatest Talent of the Zhou Kingdom" in court etiquette.

At first, Chief Eunuch Huang had been a little worried.

The talented young woman was to enter the palace in just a few days, which wasn’t much time to learn all the proper etiquette.

But Chief Eunuch Huang discovered her worries were unfounded.

It could only be said that the great Yan Clan lived up to its reputation; they clearly taught their women court etiquette on a daily basis in preparation for entering the palace.

Now, she only needed to offer minor corrections.

Most importantly, her every movement exuded a faint air of majesty.

She’d heard that some in the Imperial Court had presented memorials arguing that Yan Ruxue of the Yan Clan was unfit to be the Empress of Great Zhou.

’But if a woman like this can’t be the Empress, who possibly could?’

"Within the palace, what are the rules of facial comportment?" Chief Eunuch Huang asked.

"One must maintain a gentle and peaceful expression, showing neither joy nor anger. One must always remain dignified and reserved, never laughing loudly, making a scene, losing one’s composure in tears, or revealing an angry face," Yan Ruxue replied.

"And your gaze?"

"One’s gaze must be lowered or directed straight ahead. One must not look around, glance sideways, or stare directly at those of status like the Emperor or the Empress Dowager. During conversation, one must maintain a respectful, downcast gaze," Yan Ruxue answered again.

"Mm." Chief Eunuch Huang nodded. "Your court etiquette is largely without issue, my lady. However, you must practice more, until the palace rites are unconsciously integrated into your daily life."

"Thank you for your hard work, Chief Eunuch Huang. Please have a cup of tea before you leave." Yan Ruxue inclined her head and instructed the Maid beside her, "Serve Chief Eunuch Huang some tea."

"Thank you, my lady." Chief Eunuch Huang was indeed a bit thirsty.

The old palace maid sat on a stone stool sipping cool tea. When she looked up, she saw the talented young lady of the Yan Clan sitting nearby, holding a piece of silk and gently polishing a gold ring.

Ever since she had arrived at the Yan Mansion, she had seen the young woman take out that gold ring to polish it every day.

The brocade box that held the ring was already somewhat decayed.

After finishing her tea, Chief Eunuch Huang was escorted out of the Yan Mansion by Yan Ruxue’s personal maid.

"Miss Xiao Chun, is there anything special about your lady’s ring?" Chief Eunuch Huang asked curiously.

"I don’t know," Xiao Chun shook her head. "My lady gently polishes that ring every day, and she hasn’t replaced that brocade box in all these years. I once asked her what was so special about the ring, too."

"And what did she say?"

"My lady said... that she’s waiting for someone to put it on for her."