Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

The real world.

The Zhou Royal Palace.

In the Imperial Study, Xiao Mo's eyes snapped open.

The midday sun shone down on Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo clutched his chest, gasping for breath.

Although his memories had been blurred by the Hundred Generations Book, the incredibly real sensation of death still left Xiao Mo trembling with lingering fear.

"The fifth life experience of the Hundred Generations Book is complete. Rewards from the Hundred Generations Book are now being calculated. The host may enter the River of Time until the fifth life's reward calculation is finished. Does the host wish to enter?"

The voice of the Hundred Generations Book echoed in Xiao Mo's mind once more.

"Enter!"

After calming himself, Xiao Mo made his choice decisively.

Although Xiao Mo didn't have many memories of his fifth life from the Hundred Generations Book, he felt an unshakable weight in his heart.

"The host is about to enter the River of Time. Please prepare.

Three...

Two...

One..."

...

The Imperial Study, Qin Kingdom Royal Palace.

Generals Xiahou Nan, Li Jing, Zhao Guang, Fang Weiming, and others were all present to report to the monarch.

Although they had won a great victory, one that would ensure their names would be celebrated for generations if history were to be written, there was little joy to be seen on their faces.

After Qin Siyao bestowed their rewards, everyone departed. Only Xiahou Nan remained behind in the Imperial Study.

"General Xiahou, is there anything else?"

Qin Siyao asked, her expression serene. Her voice was utterly devoid of inflection, as if she were drained of all color.

"There is indeed something else."

Xiahou Nan took three items out of his Storage Pouch.

"This Ten Fierce Spear is the Immortal Soldier that the Frost King used. The mask is the one he wore since he first went to war. As for this small clay figure, your subject does not know what it is.

But even as he was being obliterated by the Grand Array, the Frost King protected this object with his life.

This humble general believes this item must have held extraordinary significance for the Frost King.

Now that the Frost King's body is gone without a trace, this mask and the small clay figure should have been buried in his stead, aside from the Ten Fierce Spear.

However, this humble general felt that rather than being buried, these items should be entrusted to Your Majesty."

Hua Sheng, who had been standing to the side, stepped forward. He took Xiao Mo's three remaining possessions and placed them before Qin Siyao.

Gazing at the mask and the small clay figure on the table, Qin Siyao's eyes wavered.

She reached out, cradling the small clay figure in her palm and stroking it gently, the tips of her fair fingers trembling slightly.

"Your Majesty, this clay figure is...?" Xiahou Nan asked.

Qin Siyao shook her head. "It is just an ordinary clay sculpture made by a little girl."

Qin Siyao looked up at Xiahou Nan. "General Xiahou, you must be tired. Return to your manor and rest."

"Yes, Your Majesty. This humble general takes his leave." Xiahou Nan cupped his fist in a salute and, without another word, left the Imperial Study.

The door closed.

Inside the Imperial Study, the woman was alone.

Looking at the somewhat ugly little clay figure, the image of a day from years ago surfaced in her mind: a little girl standing before a little boy.

...

"This is for you."

"For me?"

"Yes! This clay figure isn't of anyone else, it's me! It's my gift to you. When you miss me, just look at this figure and silently say my name. Maybe I'll know you're thinking of me, and then I'll come see you."

"Is that so?" The little boy took the clay figure and smiled. "Then what if the Princess doesn't come?"

"If I don't come, you won't be at a loss."

"Why?"

"Because I'll be thinking of you too."

...

When the woman returned to her senses, tears were already dripping onto the small clay figure.

"You big liar... Did you ever think of me?"

The woman gently caressed the clay figure's brow, crying and smiling at the same time.

"I miss you so much..."

...

The next day, Qin Siyao planned to leave the Imperial Palace and head to the Xiao Mansion.

According to the customs of the Qin Kingdom, Qin Siyao first needed to preside over the funeral of her mother-in-law, Zhou Ruoxi.

At this time, however, some ministers came forward to advise against it.

Because the Frost King had passed away and Qin Siyao had not yet officially married into the family, their betrothal was now void according to the laws of the Qin Kingdom.

These ministers argued that the funerals for Zhou Ruoxi and the Frost King, Xiao Mo, should rightly be presided over by a younger generation of the Xiao Family.

When Baili Xi, Prime Minister Li, and others learned of these ministers' counsel, they said nothing in the Imperial Court, merely sighing, 'What a bunch of opportunistic trash.'

As expected, Qin Siyao paid them no mind whatsoever.

Within two days, evidence of these ministers' routine corruption and abuse of the law was laid bare before the Imperial Court.

The ministers who had advised against her were either dismissed from office or thrown in prison.

From then on, not a single minister dared to speak out of turn again.

A few days later, Qin Siyao personally presided over her mother-in-law's funeral.

On the day of the burial, even though Cuicui was already sixty years old, she cried like a little girl.

"Aunt Cui, would you like to come live in the Imperial Palace?"

Qin Siyao asked Cuicui after the funeral.

Cuicui shook her head. "Thank you for your kind offer, Your Majesty, but this old servant is getting on in years. I wouldn't want to trouble you. After I've attended the Young Master's funeral, I plan to build a small courtyard by the Madam's grave and continue to accompany her."

Hearing Cuicui's words, Qin Siyao didn't insist, merely nodding in silence.

One month after Zhou Ruoxi was buried, it was time for Xiao Mo's funeral.

The day before Xiao Mo's funeral, the Northern Wilderness's Snow-Trampling Dragon Cavalry and Heavy Armor infantry all arrived outside the Qin Kingdom's Imperial City.

This gave many ministers a fright, as they feared the Northern Wilderness Army intended to commit an act of treason.

But Qin Siyao was not the least bit concerned.

On the day of the funeral, Xiao Mo's coffin was carried out from the Xiao Mansion, bound for the Xiao Family's ancestral lands.