Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

Chapter 121: Chapter 106: There’s Another Woman’s Scent on Xiao Mo’s Cyan Robe?

At night, Xiao Mo sat in the courtyard, flipping through a book.

The flickering candlelight mingled with the soft glow of the moon, falling upon the pages in Xiao Mo’s hands.

Bai Ruxue sat beside Xiao Mo, making shoes, her expression serious with every stitch.

But unlike the ordinary shoes Bai Ruxue had made for Xiao Mo in their past life, these were different.

This pair of shoes was being crafted from Heavenly and Earthly Treasures that Bai Ruxue had brought from the North Sea.

Once finished, the shoes would be on par with a Second-Grade Magical Treasure.

Well past ten, Xiao Mo looked up at the night sky. “Ruxue, I’m heading to bed. You should get some rest soon, too.”

“Mhm, I’ll just finish these last few stitches.” Bai Ruxue nodded, continuing to diligently embroider the Purple Sunflower on the shoe.

“You can finish it tomorrow. There’s no rush. Besides, we can just buy shoes in town. You don’t have to go to all this trouble,” Xiao Mo said.

“Absolutely not!” Bai Ruxue pouted stubbornly. “The shoes in town never fit right, and the materials are terrible.”

Xiao Mo: “…”

“It’s fine, Xiao Mo. You go to bed first. I’ll rest in a little while,” Bai Ruxue said.

“Alright, then. I’m off to bed. Don’t stay up too late.” Xiao Mo knew it was no use trying to persuade her. When it came to things like this, Ruxue was especially stubborn.

“Mhm.”

Bai Ruxue nodded, resuming her focused stitching, one careful pull at a time.

After entering his room, Xiao Mo shut the door.

But Xiao Mo didn’t go to sleep.

He planned to wait until Ruxue went back to her room to rest, then sneak out to see his Senior Sister.

Xiao Mo sat on the edge of his bed, watching the woman in the courtyard through his window.

About an hour later, Ruxue finally stood up. She interlaced her fingers, stretched her arms high above her head, and rose onto her tiptoes for a long, deep stretch. Her white dress clung to the winding curves of her figure, a perfect silhouette softened by the pristine moonlight.

Xiao Mo waited another half an hour after seeing Ruxue return to her room before he quietly opened his door and left the courtyard.

As he walked down the small path toward his Senior Sister’s courtyard, Xiao Mo’s heart began to beat a little faster.

’For some reason, this feels like I’m cheating on my wife with my mistress.’

’I should just get this over with as quickly as possible.’

Xiao Mo shook his head, casting aside the improper thought, and quickened his pace.

In less than fifteen minutes, Xiao Mo arrived at Shang Jiuli’s courtyard.

Shang Jiuli loved flowers and plants, and her front yard was filled with all sorts of Spirit Flowers and Herbs.

Moreover, her residence wasn’t an ordinary wooden cabin like other disciples lived in, but a two-story bamboo house.

Seeing the wicker gate half-open, Xiao Mo figured it was better not to shout late at night. He “took the liberty” of letting himself in, walking up to the bamboo house, and knocking on the door. “Senior Sister, I’m here.”

A moment later, the door opened, and a woman in a long, ink-black dress stood before Xiao Mo.

Shang Jiuli’s long hair fell over her shoulders, giving her a slightly languid air. Though her light nightgown was veiled by an Array, preventing anyone from seeing anything, a simple sash tied loosely at her waist still accentuated her graceful figure.

Although Shang Jiuli was the same height as Bai Ruxue, she looked taller, perhaps because she was more slender.

Looking at Xiao Mo, Shang Jiuli yawned. “Junior Brother, you’re finally here. Any later and your Senior Sister would have fallen asleep.”

“My apologies for disturbing you, Senior Sister.” Xiao Mo bowed with his hands clasped.

“Never mind, never mind. The night is long, and it’s nice to have some company.” A smile played on Shang Jiuli’s lips. “But you’d better be prepared, little Junior Brother. Your Senior Sister can be very strict, you know.”

Xiao Mo: “…”

“Come in.”

Shang Jiuli turned and walked back into the room.

Xiao Mo hesitated for a moment before following her inside and closing the door.

It wasn’t until well after four in the morning that Xiao Mo emerged from the woman’s private chamber, looking utterly exhausted.

For two straight months, Xiao Mo would wait for Ruxue to fall asleep before secretly making his way to Shang Jiuli’s courtyard.

Bai Ruxue hadn’t noticed a thing.

「One night, two and a half months later」

Xiao Mo headed to Shang Jiuli’s residence, just as he always did.

In her room, a completely unsuspecting Bai Ruxue was still deep in slumber, her breathing even and steady.

The woman lay flat on her bed with the quilt covering her chest, but it couldn’t hide its gentle rise and fall.

Just as Bai Ruxue was sleeping soundly, her delicate brows knitted together. Her small hands clutched the quilt, and her head tossed from side to side as if she were having a nightmare.

“Xiao Mo… don’t leave me!”

“What did I do wrong? I’ll change, okay? Xiao Mo, don’t go with Shang Jiuli…”

“Xiao Mo, don’t marry her.”

“Xiao Mo!”

Bai Ruxue shot up in bed, her forehead already beaded with cold sweat.

As Bai Ruxue looked around and gradually calmed down, she realized it had only been a nightmare.

“Thank goodness it was just a dream…”

Bai Ruxue let out a long, fragrant breath.

If Xiao Mo really did marry another woman, Bai Ruxue didn’t know what she would do.

Lifting her sleeve, Bai Ruxue wiped the sweat from her brow and walked out of the room.

The night wind blew against her thin nightgown, carrying a slight chill.

Bai Ruxue lightened her steps and walked toward Xiao Mo’s room.

The nightmare had given her quite a scare.

She felt she needed to see Xiao Mo, even for just a moment, to calm her racing heart.

Bai Ruxue’s small hand quietly pushed open the door. Moonlight streamed through the opening, illuminating the room within.

“Huh?”

When Bai Ruxue lifted her head and looked toward the bed, her beautiful, peach-blossom eyes filled with shock.

She even wondered if she was seeing things. She rubbed her eyes and looked again.

The wooden bed was, indeed, empty.

’Where’s Xiao Mo?’

…

Well after four in the morning, Xiao Mo finally returned to the courtyard.

Xiao Mo pinched the corners of his eyes, feeling as if he’d been completely hollowed out.

He really hadn’t expected *that kind of thing* to be so difficult.

Xiao Mo yawned, wearily walked back to his room, and collapsed into bed, falling asleep instantly.

Although Xiao Mo had already reached the Dragon Gate Realm and could stay up for thirty consecutive days without issue, for a Cultivator, the best way to eliminate fatigue was still sleep, with meditation being the second-best option.

Xiao Mo assumed that, just like every other night he went out, Ruxue hadn’t noticed his absence.

But little did he know, the moment he stepped into the courtyard, Ruxue’s eyes were already fixed on him.

After Xiao Mo was sound asleep, Bai Ruxue slipped into his room once more.

Watching him sleep, Bai Ruxue’s brows furrowed. ’Where could Xiao Mo have gone so late at night?’ she wondered. ’Where could he possibly go?’

As Bai Ruxue racked her brain, her gaze fell upon the azure robe Xiao Mo had set aside.

On some strange impulse, Bai Ruxue picked up Xiao Mo’s azure robe and lifted it to her nose to take a sniff.

In that instant.

Utter shock flooded Bai Ruxue’s peach-blossom eyes!

She stared blankly at the azure robe in her hands, her small fists clenching involuntarily.

’Why…’

’Why is it that on Xiao Mo’s robe…’

’…there’s the scent of another woman?!’