Chapter 928 - 284: Wife Caught in the Act

However, when pushing open the grand doors, what met the eye was a hall filled with mourning whites and wreaths.

Amidst the fluttering white flowers, there was a team of seven Alices in the center of the hall, coordinating with a very dynamic rhythm of music—

Carrying the coffin and shaking the heavens!

The other Alices were circling around the seven warlords, weeping and wailing, clutching Lord Si Motu’s black and white portrait, some even crying hysterically.

The Prince slammed the doors shut.

Calmly turned around and looked at Jiang Si, who seemed slightly displeased, and said flatly, "Sorry, there might have been a slight error. It’s not that Mirror Country wants to curse you to death..."

Jiang Si was not particularly interested in their thoughts.

He was just annoyed by someone holding a funeral for him.

Once you’re dead, you’re dead. Just toss the ashes by the roadside; there’s no need to bother with a burial ceremony.

Waste of time...

As the Prince spoke, she immediately brought up the system.

"I said to set up a wedding hall."

[Report to Your Majesty: We have already set up a splendid wedding hall,]

"What’s so splendid about it?"

[A splendid ghost wedding...]

The Prince crushed the small bird in one squeeze, took a deep breath, and pushed the grand doors open once more.

The Alices inside had already switched out the ghost wedding hall.

It had become an ordinary main hall.

Although it wasn’t the perfect wedding hall that had been pre-conceived—the Prince remembered she hadn’t pre-input a perfect wedding hall, and in the Mirror Country data, the only thing about weddings was the late king’s ghost wedding hall.

Previously, when thinking that Lord Si Motu had passed, the Prince thought it was convenient to save the trouble of pre-inputting a normal wedding hall—after all, the expense was quite considerable.

Now she slightly regretted why she didn’t splurge a bit.

Leading Jiang Si into the hall, "We’ll talk about the wedding hall later. Let’s eat something first..."

As Alice pushed the dining table in, the Prince planned to dine directly in the Royal Palace’s hall.

In the former Mirror Country, such presumptuous behavior was naturally not allowed, but now she’s the queen.

She wanted to do the taboo things that were not allowed before, to compensate for her childhood regrets.

But as the dining table was being pushed in, she saw an Alice.

Clutching Jiang Si’s urn, head down, eating voraciously.

Her eyelid twitched, and the Prince instinctively looked back.

Seeing that Jiang Si, instead of being annoyed or angry, was rather watching with interest as the Alice ate his ashes.

As if he didn’t care about such matters at all, when just now he showed annoyance at the funeral...

"Which Alice are you, and who told you to eat the ashes?"

The Alice immediately stood upright, saluted with a mouth full of ashes, "Alice No. 114514, commemorating Lord Si Motu with heartfelt remembrance!"

The prior command was forgotten to be lifted...

The Prince’s mouth twitched, "But you can’t eat the ashes."

"It’s milk powder; I added milk powder." Alice No. 114514 raised the urn in her hand, "Ash-flavored milk powder by Si Motu, and a simulated urn, in memory of our departed queen..."

The Prince began to doubt whether the learning system connected to the outside network was faulty.

This might have been a mistake.

"Not bad."

Jiang Si’s words shattered the Prince’s doubts, "If it’s real ashes, you can eat a little and sprinkle a little."

"I like the feeling of freedom."

She looked at Jiang Si, only to find that expression more and more suited for an intense joyfulness.

So she took his hand, gently stroked it, lightly patted the back of his hand.

Jiang Si’s hand was cold and hard like steel, while the Prince’s hand was soft like water, yet it couldn’t envelop his hand, only feeling sore and uneasy, gently said, "It’s a bit of an injustice for you."

For my sake, even such things can be endured.

Jiang Si didn’t know what the Prince found unjust, but didn’t delve into it, only looking at that Alice and saying, "Mix in a little of my own ashes, let me try it."

Typically, no one gets to drink their own ash-milk mixture.

Alice immediately pulled out his ash canister and poured it into a lunch box indistinguishable from the urn.

The Prince’s eyelid twitched nearby, she said, "Let’s have the meal first, and eat dessert afterward."

After Jiang Si nodded, looking at Alice No. 114514, "Have a taste."

Alice scooped up a spoonful and gulped it down.

Then gave a thumbs-up, "It has a milky aroma, a hint of dragon gaminess, with a rich and delicate texture, makes you want to vomit."

The Prince directly ordered this Alice No. 114514 to be taken away.

Once the table was placed in the hall, with all the dishes served.

Jiang Si looked at the table full of lavish dishes, his mouth involuntarily twitched a bit.

He couldn’t help but remember the sigh he had when reading web novels.

Can poor people stop writing about wealthy lives or royal fantasies?

Is your royal family’s staple just big fish and big meat?

At least give us a Buddha Jumping Over the Wall! If not, a lobster and abalone would count as effort.

Chicken leg, chicken wing, chicken gizzard, three ways to eat chicken.

Truly an extravagant royal life...

"Mirror Country royals used to have a hard life, only after connecting to the New World did they finally have these big fish and meat, back then the local Zi Yuan of Mirror Country felt happy with salted vegetable rolling tofu."

Filled the blank of not having a poor royal family.

Jiang Si himself was not picky, he just reminisced about his PTSD from reading rich novels, like the first thing the rich did was to fill up the phone bill at the business hall, or wrap up the Apple store as a kind of flaunting behavior.

Really makes one ponder what kind of life the author was living, that even in dreams they didn’t dare to dream big.