Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

Moreover, every thrust from Jiang Qingyi’s sword carried a merciless killing intent, as if she truly meant to run Xiao Mo through. Yet, each time, she held back with perfect control.

Training under this pressure ensured that if Xiao Mo ever faced a true life-or-death battle, he wouldn’t be so terrified he couldn’t even grip his sword.

“Your Majesty.” Just as Xiao Mo and Jiang Qingyi were deep in their practice, Wei Xun’s voice came from beyond the gate. “Princess Qingyang has arrived.”

Xiao Mo withdrew his sword, holding it in a salute. “My apologies, Fairy Jiang. I’m afraid I must be excused for a moment.”

Jiang Qingyi’s brow furrowed. She sheathed her longsword and said coldly, “If Your Majesty is about to reach Foundation Establishment, let me know.”

With that, Jiang Qingyi turned and flew out of the Wendao Platform, her departure crisp and decisive.

“Please let the Princess in,” Xiao Mo called out.

As the great doors of the Wendao Platform opened, the young woman happily ran toward Xiao Mo, shouting as she went, “Brother Your Majesty, Mujiu has come to play with you again!”

Looking at the energetic young woman before him, Xiao Mo felt a sense of warm familiarity, even though they had only met once.

In fact, whenever he saw her, Xiao Mo always felt she was less like his future Imperial Consort and more like the girl next door he’d watched grow up.

Xiao Mo figured it was likely due to her lively and cheerful personality, which naturally drew people to her.

“What brings you here today, Princess?” Xiao Mo asked with a smile.

“Please don’t call me Princess, Brother Your Majesty. Just Mujiu is fine.”

Qin Siyao took a step forward with her hands behind her back, bent slightly at the waist, and looked up at Xiao Mo from below.

“And besides, aren’t you happy to see me, Brother Your Majesty?” As she spoke, a hint of playful grievance appeared in Qin Siyao’s eyes. “I’ve been working so hard studying the etiquette of the Zhou Kingdom lately! You haven’t even praised me at all, Brother Your Majesty.”

“Miss Mujiu has indeed worked hard,” Xiao Mo said with a small laugh, still maintaining a certain distance from her. “Would you like to go see the Firefly Garden?”

“Brother Your Majesty, it’s only morning. If we’re going to the Firefly Garden, we should go at night!”

Qin Siyao said, covering her mouth with her hand as she giggled.

“But speaking of which, could Brother Your Majesty take Mujiu to Wanli Lake? I heard there’s a Wanli Lake in the Imperial Palace, and if you just toss in a little fish food, tens of thousands of koi will come swimming over.”

“Of course we can,” Xiao Mo agreed. “Then I will take you there, Princess.”

“Thank you, Brother Your Majesty!” Qin Siyao gave a sweet smile, as satisfied as a little girl who’d just been given candy.

A young woman with such a sweet, innocent, and unaffected personality was indeed truly endearing.

An hour later, Xiao Mo brought Qin Siyao to a long pavilion on Wanli Lake.

This lake was not man-made, but a natural feature that had simply been expanded upon.

Legend had it that the founding ancestor of the Zhou Kingdom chose to build the palace in this very location because of Wanli Lake.

“Your Majesty, this old servant will take his leave now. I just happen to need to deliver something to the Prime Minister…”

Wei Xun said, presenting a Jade Bowl filled with fish food to Xiao Mo.

“Go on,” Xiao Mo said, taking the Jade Bowl.

’Xiao Mo also knew that when Wei Xun said he was “delivering something,” he was actually going to report on his activities to Yan Shanao.’

’It was a tacit understanding between the two of them.’

’And Xiao Mo trusted that Wei Xun would not betray him.’

“Yes, Your Majesty.”

Wei Xun bowed and quickly withdrew.

At Wanli Lake, only a few Palace Maids remained, attending from a distance.

“Want to try?” Xiao Mo asked, handing the Jade Bowl to Qin Siyao.

“Thank you, Brother Your Majesty.” Qin Siyao nodded and sprinkled the fish food into the water.

The instant the food hit the surface of the lake, koi of all colors—red, white, green, yellow—converged into a multi-colored river, swimming toward the food. It was a spectacular sight.

Qin Siyao’s eyes lit up, and she continued to happily scatter the fish food.

Xiao Mo watched the young woman from the side, feeling as if she, the vast lake, and the tens of thousands of koi formed a beautiful painting.

“Brother Your Majesty, can I touch them?” Qin Siyao asked, turning around gleefully.

“Of course,” Xiao Mo nodded. “Come on, let’s go over there.”

Xiao Mo led Qin Siyao to another waterside pavilion.

This pavilion had no railings. By kneeling on the wooden planks and leaning over, one could touch the koi.

Qin Siyao gently smoothed her skirt and crouched down, like a lily folding its petals.

She reached out a small, jade-like hand and gently stroked the koi that were swarming to eat the food.

“Be careful not to fall in,” Xiao Mo reminded her.

“Don’t worry, Brother Your Majesty, Mujiu won’t fall—ah…!” Qin Siyao was mid-sentence when her foot slipped, and her body pitched forward.

Xiao Mo quickly reached out to grab her.

But suddenly, Xiao Mo’s own foot slipped, and he fell forward as well.

“Brother Your Majesty…!” Qin Siyao cried out in alarm.

SPLASH.

The two of them landed in the water, sending up a spray.

Qin Siyao clung tightly to Xiao Mo, her chest pressed against his, her delicate body trembling slightly.

“Don’t panic. Hold on tight.”

Xiao Mo spoke as he wrapped an arm around Qin Siyao’s slender waist. Its texture was as smooth as silk, its frame as lithe as a willow, and Xiao Mo couldn’t help but imagine her wet clothes clinging to her figure.

’Come to think of it, there was nothing on those wooden planks. Why did it feel like I stepped on ice just now?’

Qin Siyao nodded, held Xiao Mo tighter, and rested her head against his chest.

Xiao Mo quickly helped Qin Siyao climb back onto the waterside pavilion.

COUGH, COUGH, COUGH… Qin Siyao coughed up lake water.

By now, the young woman’s clothes were completely soaked.

Strands of hair clung to her fair cheeks as water dripped from her delicate chin onto the wooden planks.

The thin fabric of her dress clung to her exquisitely curved body, faintly revealing the underbodice she wore beneath. The shape of her legs was also perfectly outlined under her skirt.

“Brother Your Majesty, I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to.”

She looked up, and with her glistening eyes and water-soaked form, she appeared heart-wrenchingly pitiful.

“It’s alright. I’ll take you to get a change of clothes so you don’t catch a cold,” Xiao Mo said.

“Okay, Brother Your Majesty.”

Qin Siyao stood up and followed Xiao Mo to the Koi Palace on the shore of Wanli Lake.

Xiao Mo had a Palace Maid bring a change of clothes for her, while he changed into a fresh Daoist Robe in the outer room.

Just as Xiao Mo was waiting for Qin Siyao to come out, he smelled a faint scent.

At first, Xiao Mo didn’t think anything of it.

But soon, he began to feel a little drowsy.

Before long, his eyelids grew heavy, and he fell asleep on a soft couch in the outer room.

“Brother Your Majesty, I’m changed… Brother Your Majesty…?”

Qin Siyao walked out from the inner room. Seeing that Xiao Mo was already asleep, the corners of her lips curled into a slight smile.

She walked over, sat sideways beside Xiao Mo, and reached out to gently stroke his cheek, then his neck.

“Brother Xiao… I’ve missed you so, so much…”

Qin Siyao leaned down and gently bit his neck.

Straightening up, Qin Siyao’s heart began to beat faster. She untied her sash, and the dress she had just put on fell open, revealing her delicate skin.

But just as Qin Siyao was about to untie Xiao Mo’s Daoist Robe…

Suddenly, Qin Siyao’s eyes narrowed.

She looked up. A longsword was pointed at her, its tip less than two inches from the space between her eyebrows.

The longsword strained to pierce the point between Qin Siyao’s eyebrows, but it was as if it were bound by chains, unable to advance even an inch!

Qin Siyao reached out, and with a light flick of her slender, jade-like fingers, the longsword flew backward into the hand of a woman in white.

“The great Sect Leader of the Wanjian Sect, peeping on others during a private moment? Isn’t that going a little too far?” Qin Siyao said, looking coolly at the woman before her.

Jiang Qingyi’s brow furrowed, her eyes as sharp as swords. Her killing intent was completely undisguised, as if her most precious possession was about to be violated:

“Get dressed. And get out!”

“Such a scary look in your eyes, Sect Leader Jiang…” Qin Siyao smiled faintly. “And what if I don’t leave?”

Jiang Qingyi narrowed her eyes:

“Just you try.”