Has Qingshan City also been affected by the rebellion?
The Great Song Dynasty is going to fall!
You must know, Qingshan City is only a few hundred miles away from Bianliang, a key stronghold.
Adding that in Chen Mo's previous simulation, the entire Nanyang County was taken, overall this forms a two-pronged attack towards the Capital!
However, Chen Mo also discovered a problem.
Ever since he developed an aversion to the Rebel Army, the system has defined them as the Rebel Army.
It seems the system will make changes according to one's subjective consciousness.
Since the Great Song Dynasty is about to fall, why not try joining the Rebel Army?
The so-called nobles and ministers, are they born with such destiny?
Who doesn't have the dream of becoming a king or an emperor?
Moreover, Chen Mo had read quite a few historical novels before his time travel.
Many protagonists become emperors step by step, don't they?
He thought he might try it in the next simulation.
But for now.
Chen Mo first locked in the Stone Body talent.
In fact, he preferred the Cyan Rainbow True Eye.
But this talent expanded from the Crown Prince, and if he locked it in without a better talent later, once fixed, it might be discovered by the Crown Prince, and then he'd be in trouble.
...
However, while Chen Mo was waiting for the cooldown time.
"Your Highness, Miss Xiao Chen is staying here." Wang Ying's respectful yet slightly ingratiating voice came from outside the room.
The voice was very small, probably still quite far away.
Chen Mo could hear it entirely thanks to his Fighting Saint Body.
"Hmm, I know."
"Your Highness, wait a moment!"
"What is it now?"
"Your status, how can you enter such a lowly place where rootless people reside, this would damage your Highness's dignity." Wang Ying said.
"Hehe, you're really interesting, scolding yourself." Zhao Fujin giggled.
Inside the room, upon hearing Wang Ying's words, Chen Mo's face turned black.
Get lost, I'm not a rootless person, you are.
Scolding yourself, you're also a talent.
Soon, the door was pushed open, and Wang Ying stepped in, saying in a sharp voice, "Little Chen, Her Highness is here, why aren't you coming down to greet her?"
When Chen Mo heard the voice, he tidied up, put on his shoes, and was just about to kneel respectfully.
A delicate laugh sounded, "No need for formality."
Suddenly, a stunning young girl appeared in front of Chen Mo, her clothes outshining the snow, sleeves fluttering, clear eyes like autumn water, a fair face as white as cream, eyebrows slightly curved like a serene crescent moon.
"Thank you, Your Highness!" Chen Mo bowed, while glancing at Wang Ying, wondering why Zhao Fujin came over.
Who knew Wang Ying acted as if he didn't see anything.
"Hehe, no need to be courteous." Zhao Fujin smiled, then glanced at a chair; before she even sat down, Wang Ying hurried over, first dusted it with the duster, then wiped it with his sleeve, and finally moved it in front of Zhao Fujin.
Chen Mo: "..."
"Thank you." Zhao Fujin didn't mind, and sat down.
But this frightened Wang Ying a lot: "Your Highness, you're really going to embarrass this old servant. This is what every servant should do."
Zhao Fujin ignored Wang Ying, he was like the people who served around her, always "acting on their own", not interesting at all.
She turned her gaze to Chen Mo, saying, "The cake you made was delicious, my mother, brother, and I all enjoyed it. Tell me, what reward do you want?"
"Serving the Empress and Your Highness is what this servant should do, no need for a reward." Chen Mo, eager to learn, understood flattery from exposure.
"No, I said I would reward you, so I will. Speak up." Zhao Fujin deliberately scolded with a stern face.
Chen Mo: "Σ(°△°|||)︴"
"Well... whatever Your Highness gives, this servant will like." Chen Mo didn't know what to ask for, and the amount was also an issue.
"Hmm... let me think..."
This made Zhao Fujin a bit troubled; she really wanted to reward Chen Mo, that's why she asked him.
What he wanted, to her, was just a matter of speaking, but what to give him, Zhao Fujin wasn't sure.
Furthermore, she didn't carry money when she went out.
She looked around, saw Chen Mo still looking at her, bit her lip, unfastened a white jade pendant from her waist, and handed it to Chen Mo: "This Spirit Jade was given to me by my mother, now I am giving it to you."
Chen Mo: "You just said it was from the Empress, how can I dare to accept it?"
Thinking for a moment, Chen Mo bowed, "This was given to Your Highness by the Empress, how can this servant take it, please take it back, Your Highness."
"Didn't you say you like everything I give you?"
Somehow, this sounded odd.
When Chen Mo didn't know how to respond, Zhao Fujin directly put the jade pendant into Chen Mo's hand, then said, "Of course, the jade pendant is not for nothing. You have to tell me how to make this birthday cake."
[Ding! Golden Talent expanded!]
Upon contact,
the system prompt sounded.
Chen Mo's eyes widened.
Golden Talent?
This is shocking.
This Empress has a Golden Talent?!
Her brother and mother only have Orange Talents.
"But Your Highness, this jade pendant, I really dare not accept it." Chen Mo smiled wryly.
"Little Chen, what's wrong with you, daring to repeatedly refuse something given by Her Highness." Wang Ying scolded angrily.
Chen Mo: "..."
Seriously.
This seems to be all your fault, right?
With no choice, Chen Mo accepted it, then told Zhao Fujin how to make a birthday cake, saying, "Your Highness, first you need to prepare eggs, goat milk, flour, sugar...
Then separate the egg whites from the yolks and whip the egg whites... blah blah blah..."
After hearing it, Zhao Fujin was overwhelmed, "So complicated, I won't make it, if I want to eat it later, I'll come find you."
Chen Mo nodded.
Then Zhao Fujin chatted a bit more with Chen Mo and left.
After sending off Zhao Fujin, Wang Ying returned.
The hunchbacked posture he faced Zhao Fujin with instantly straightened, saying, "Little Chen, not bad, even Her Highness came to this servant's room to find you, don't forget your roots when you succeed."
Saying that, he twirled the duster, and with a burst of force, the blue stone tiles on the ground exploded, leaving a dent.
"A Martial Artist..." Chen Mo's eyes narrowed, and he quickly bowed obsequiously, "What are you talking about, Mr. Wang, if it weren't for the opportunity you gave me, I wouldn't have such treatment."
Saying this, he wanted to give the Spirit Jade from Zhao Fujin to Wang Ying.
This jade pendant was a hot potato.
But the things given to Chen Mo by the Empress, Wang Ying wouldn't dare accept, not only refusing but also nobly saying, "Little Chen, what do you take me for?"