Reborn as a eunuch, the system tells me to seduce the empress?

Chapter 4 Crimson Spirit Pill

On him.

Zhao Zhong didn't detect any hint of anxiety or uncertainty on his face.

to be frank.

The power of the Eastern Depot was something that all the eunuchs envied!

With the special permission of the emperor, one could act first and report later.

The Eastern Depot was founded by this eunuch in his twenties.

Although he is currently retired and staying at home by the Empress.

But no one knows how many secrets he holds.

Zhao Zhong's gaze lingered on Lin Mo for a moment longer than usual.

He always felt that Lin Mo, the former head of the Eastern Depot, had changed a lot in temperament.

However, Zhao Zhong couldn't quite put his finger on what exactly had changed.

Lin Mo noticed Zhao Zhong's gaze and felt a slight chill in his heart. He couldn't help but secretly ask the system.

"System, can you block my body information?"

[Host, you can do it.]

As the breeze blew by, Lin Mo's temperament instantly returned to its former feminine softness.

He reached out and took the imperial edict, unfolded it and glanced at it. Sure enough, it was Yu Qingli's handwritten edict, ordering him to enter the palace immediately without delay.

"Your subject obeys the decree." Lin Mo closed the imperial edict and said in a calm tone, "Eunuch Zhao, please allow me to change into my court robes before I accompany you into the palace."

Zhao Zhong nodded and hurriedly said, "Eunuch Lin, please go ahead."

Lin Mo turned and went back to the inner courtyard, where Su Wanning had already instructed the maids to prepare his court robes.

It was a dark black python robe with a jade belt around his waist, the official uniform of the Eastern Depot's chief supervisor.

Lin Mo opened his arms and let Su Wanning help him change his clothes.

Su Wanning's fingers were a little cold. When she was tying her belt, she accidentally touched Lin Mo's lower abdomen, and the two of them froze for a moment.

The heat that had just been interrupted seemed to spread through the air again.

"My lord..." Su Wanning lowered her eyelashes, her voice so soft it was almost inaudible, "His Majesty summoned you to the palace, wouldn't that...?"

She didn't finish her sentence, but her meaning was already quite clear.

The entire court knew about Empress Yu Qingli's attitude towards Lin Mo.

When the late emperor was alive, Yu Qingli once rebuked Lin Mo, the eunuch, for misleading the country in front of all the civil and military officials.

Now that she has become the emperor, she suddenly summons Lin Mo to the palace. Who knows if this is a blessing or a curse?

Lin Mo reached out and cupped Su Wanning's face, gently wiping her eyes with his thumb to remove the faint trace of moisture.

His voice was deep and resolute: "Don't worry, if she wanted to kill me, a single imperial decree would suffice; she wouldn't need to send me to the palace. The fact that she's sending me means she wants to use me."

He paused, a faint smile playing on his lips: "As long as she still needs me, I won't die."

Su Wanning stared blankly at Lin Mo, feeling that the man before her was somewhat different from her former silent and gloomy husband.

There was something new in his eyes—a confident assurance, a self-assurance that emanated from his very bones.

She didn't say anything more, but simply fastened the last button of her python robe, then took a step back and bowed to Lin Mo: "This concubine will wait for my husband to return."

Lin Mo gave her a deep look, then turned and strode out of the room.

Outside the mansion gate.

Lin Mo did not choose to ride in a sedan chair, but instead rode on a tall black horse.

"I'm going to the palace to meet the Emperor. You all, as the Governor, are to keep a close watch on the house," Lin Mo instructed Meng Chuan, the head of the household guards.

"Yes, Father-in-law," Meng Chuan replied, his broad shoulders and muscular build complementing his fists.

Meng Chuan was once the eldest disciple of the leader of the Shanghai Sand Gang in the martial arts world.

His master did not want to pass the position of gang leader to Meng Chuan, so he colluded with outsiders to kill Meng Chuan's entire family and then hunted him down.

Just then, Lin Mo discovered that the Hai Sha Gang was colluding with government officials to smuggle goods for profit, and Lin Mo stepped in to save his life.

From then on, Meng Chuan became the head of the Lin family's guards, in charge of the Lin family's three hundred guards.

"Yes, I understand."

"Your Excellency, should we send someone to escort you to the palace to see His Majesty?" Meng Chuan glanced at Zhao Zhong, the Grand Eunuch, who was sitting in a sedan chair beside him, and said in a low voice.

"No need!" Lin Mo said, looking at the hundred Imperial Guards surrounding him. "With the Imperial Guards sent by His Majesty the Emperor protecting me, my safety is not a problem."

Then they headed towards the palace.

Lin Mo, who was riding on horseback, suddenly turned very ugly with his cold expression.

Yu Qingli's sudden summons of him to the palace, and the fact that Zhao Zhong personally delivered the decree, was anything but ordinary.

If it were a routine summons, a mere eunuch would be sent to deliver the message.

The fact that the chief eunuch had to make the trip personally indicates that the matter Yu Qingli wanted to discuss with him was extremely important.

Over the past few months.

Although Lin Mo stayed at home and ignored state affairs,

But his hidden forces are constantly gathering all sorts of information.

Sure enough, without his suppression, those officials and gentry became restless and began to bare their fangs, wanting to completely crush him.

It was only because he had once been the head of the Eastern Depot that these people dared not act rashly.

"It seems that in the past few months, our Empress has realized that these civil officials can all be killed!" Lin Mo thought to himself with a cold snort as he rode on his horse.

I've been in this world for so many years.

He knew exactly what those in power were thinking.

They walked slowly through the streets of the capital towards the palace.

As dusk settled, the number of pedestrians on the street gradually decreased, and the shops on both sides began to close their doors.

In the distance, the outline of the palace appeared particularly majestic in the afterglow of the setting sun, its golden glazed tiles reflecting the last rays of sunlight.

"What is this?" Lin Mo asked, sitting on his horse and opening his system inventory, staring at a crimson pill.

It says on it that it is called the Crimson Spirit Pill, which can increase one's cultivation level by a hundred years after consumption.

He was just basking in the joy of his body's successful recovery.

I haven't checked the newbie gift pack in the system inventory yet.

"Damn, this newbie gift pack is amazing!" Lin Mo exclaimed excitedly as he looked at the description on the Crimson Spirit Pill.

Having lived in this world for over twenty years, he had long since gained a complete understanding of this ancient society, which resembled a high-level martial arts society.

[Ding! Has the host taken the Crimson Spirit Pill?]

Lin Mo heard the system's electronic notification sound in his ear and hurriedly selected "yes".

A short while later.

Lin Mo felt an overwhelming power surge from his dantian, spreading throughout his body.

It feels so good to have this kind of power.

Even if the Empress suddenly attacks, he will have the confidence to resist.

Imperial Study

The Imperial Study, located behind the Hall of Supreme Harmony, was where the emperor handled state affairs and received ministers.

Lin Mo had come countless times before, each time summoned by the late emperor to discuss state affairs. Back then, he stood beside the late emperor, and all the civil and military officials had to bow their heads in his presence.

Now that the late emperor has passed away, a new emperor has ascended the throne.

Lin Mo became a person who was suspected and marginalized.

The door to the imperial study was ajar, and a dim, yellow light shone from inside.

Zhao Zhong led Lin Mo to the door and then tactfully withdrew.

Lin Mo took a deep breath and pushed open the door.

The sight inside the door made his pupils shrink slightly.

Yu Qingli wasn't sitting behind her desk. She stood by the window, her back to the door, wearing a moon-white casual robe, her long hair simply tied in a bun with a jade hairpin. Hearing the door open, she didn't turn around, but simply said, "Lin Mo, you've come?"

Lin Mo knelt and bowed, saying, "Your subject Lin Mo greets Your Majesty."

"Get up." Yu Qingli's voice was unreadable.

Lin Mo stood up and stood to the side with his hands at his sides. The only sound in the imperial study was the crackling of the candlelight.

After a long while, Yu Qingli finally turned around.

She was extremely beautiful, with eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like cold stars, and skin as white as snow.

But at this moment, there was no trace of gentleness on his face. His phoenix eyes stared coldly at Lin Mo, as if trying to see through him.

"Lin Mo, I've encountered a troublesome matter," Yu Qingli said bluntly. "I need someone I can trust to handle it for me."

Lin Mo's heart skipped a beat, but his face remained calm: "Your Majesty, please speak."

Yu Qingli walked to the desk, pulled out a secret letter from a pile of memorials, and threw it to Lin Mo.

Lin Mo took the secret letter, unfolded it, and his pupils suddenly contracted.

The secret letter contained only a few words, and the handwriting was messy and illegible, clearly written in a hurry.

Prince Jingbei, Xiao Yan, commanded an army of 100,000 and secretly colluded with the barbarian tribes, harboring rebellious intentions.

Three groups of secret agents have all gone missing.

The signature was that of a mole in the Northern Army, codenamed "Bluebird".

Lin Mo raised his head and met Yu Qingli's gaze.

"I want you to go to the Northern Border," Yu Qingli said, enunciating each word clearly, "to investigate this matter for me. If Xiao Yan truly harbors rebellious intentions..."

She paused, a cold glint flashing in her eyes: "Then get rid of him for me."

Empress: Yu Qingli