Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

“Since Eldest Brother has spoken, then let’s drink until we drop!” Qin Jingyuan laughed as well, making it seem as though the two brothers had an excellent relationship. “Eldest Brother, please, take a seat!”

“Alright.” After Qin Jingsu sat down, he glanced at the Snow-Trampling Horse in the great hall and said admiringly, “This Snow-Trampling Horse is truly exceptional! Even I’m tempted.”

“My apologies, Eldest Brother,” Qin Jingyuan said with a smile. “This Snow-Trampling Horse already has an owner—the Frost King. Next time I come across such a fine steed, I’ll be sure to send it to your residence.”

“No matter, no matter.” Qin Jingsu glanced at Xiao Mo. “In my hands, this horse would be a waste. Only under the Frost King can it gallop into the annals of history. However, since you, my younger brother, have given such a precious gift to the Frost King, it wouldn’t be right for me, as the elder brother, not to show some appreciation as well.”

Qin Jingsu said to Xiao Mo:

“I have long heard of your great name on the battlefield, Xiao Mo, and of your tireless devotion to our Qin Kingdom. I don’t have much to offer, but I must insist you accept this.”

Before Xiao Mo could refuse, Qin Jingsu waved his hand.

Several attendants carried a rack and placed it before Xiao Mo.

The red cloth was whisked away, revealing a full set of snow-white Dragon Scale Armor on the rack.

“This armor was crafted using the scales of a True Dragon as its base material, linked with Heaven-Mending Profound Iron and Thousand True Gold Threads, and forged with Chaos Fire. It is the work of the most skilled Forging Master in our Qin Kingdom.”

Qin Jingsu drank a cup of wine.

“My younger brother gives you a prized steed, and I give you armor. I ask for nothing in return, only that the Frost King may continue to achieve great things for our Qin Kingdom and spread its renown!”

“…”

Xiao Mo sat bolt upright, his expression calm, but in reality, a thousand thoughts were racing through his mind.

’Of course Xiao Mo knew they were trying to win him over.’

’After all, His Majesty had ennobled me as a king—an unconventional reward, to say the least—and even my mother was granted a title.’

’In anyone else’s eyes, they would all assume His Majesty was grooming me for a greater role.’

’The problem was, Xiao Mo didn’t want to get involved with either of them.’

’But rejecting them outright would be a public slap in the face.’

And just as Xiao Mo was searching for a suitable excuse, Qin Siyao, sitting beside him, lowered her head, her eyes darting about.

A moment later, Qin Siyao raised her head and, with a smile, said to her two older brothers:

“Honestly, you two. Xiao Mo just returned to the capital and has barely exchanged a few words with either of you, yet you’re already giving him such expensive gifts. And here I am, your little sister.

How come neither of my dear brothers has anything for Siyao?”

“Siyao, what are you saying… Is there anything you want that Father Emperor wouldn’t give you? Even if we wanted to give you something, we’d never get the chance,” Qin Jingsu said with a laugh.

“Who says you don’t have a chance? There’s something Siyao wants, but I just don’t know if my two dear brothers are willing to give it.”

Qin Siyao pouted and turned her head away, looking just a little bit upset.

“Alright, then. What does our Siyao want?” Qin Jingsu asked, looking at his sister with affection.

“Can Siyao have anything she wants?” Qin Siyao blinked, asking expectantly.

“Of course.” Qin Jingsu nodded. “As long as it’s something your second brother and I can give, you can have anything. Right, Jing Yuan?”

Qin Jingyuan also nodded with a smile.

“Eldest Brother and Second Brother, you can’t go back on your word!” Qin Siyao’s eyes sparkled with anticipation.

“We won’t,” Qin Jingyuan and Qin Jingsu said in unison.

“I want Eldest Brother’s set of armor and Second Brother’s white horse,” Qin Siyao said, pointing to the horse and armor in the hall.

“This…”

Qin Jingyuan and Qin Jingsu looked somewhat troubled.

“Eldest Brother, Second Brother, you promised. You said you’d give me whatever I set my sights on.” Qin Siyao stood up. “So it’s settled. These two things are mine now~”

Qin Jingsu shook his head helplessly. “Siyao, you’re not going to war. What do you need armor and a white horse for?”

“To give to someone, of course.”

Qin Siyao turned gracefully to face Xiao Mo.

“Xiao Mo, I didn’t have anything to give you for your return this time. Just now, my eldest and second brothers gave me a Snow-Trampling Horse and a suit of armor. I’ll give them to you, alright?”

Hearing Qin Siyao’s words, Xiao Mo was momentarily stunned, then smiled and nodded. “Since the Princess has spoken, how could I possibly waste Your Highness’s kind intentions? My deepest thanks, Princess.”

“You little scamp, taking our things to give away as gifts.” Qin Jingsu chuckled. “Only you could come up with something like that.”

“The girl isn’t even married yet, and already her loyalties lie elsewhere,” Qin Jingyuan added, also shaking his head helplessly.

“What are you two talking about?” Qin Siyao huffily put her hands on her slender waist. “Since the white horse and armor were given to me, there’s nothing wrong with me giving them to someone else~”

“Fine, you’re right, you’re right.”

Qin Jingsu laughed, drank a cup of wine, and didn’t bicker with his little sister any further.

Both Qin Jingsu and Qin Jingyuan knew exactly why Siyao did it. She had seen Xiao Mo’s predicament, knowing he didn’t want to be indebted to them but also couldn’t afford to offend them.

So the girl had simply taken the favor upon herself.

“Xiao Mo, it seems we brothers have nothing left to give you. We can only invite you to drink more wine and eat more food. Tonight, we really must drink until we drop.”

Qin Jingsu said, raising his cup.

“Of course.” Xiao Mo also raised his cup. “I toast Your Highnesses!”

With that, Xiao Mo drained his cup in one go.

Xiao Mo and the two Princes drank continuously.

The two Princes asked Xiao Mo about matters on the battlefield, and Xiao Mo naturally answered truthfully.

As for his own inflated reputation, Xiao Mo merely smiled without comment, feeling it was all due to the *Frost Red Battle Song* composed by that Cultivator from the Le Family, which had caused the world to exaggerate his deeds.

After three rounds of drinks, all three men were starting to feel the effects of the alcohol.

Seeing Xiao Mo swaying, his eyes hazy with drink, Qin Siyao stood up again and complained to her brothers, “Eldest Brother, Second Brother, stop drinking. Look how drunk Xiao Mo is.”

“It’s alright, Siyao. I can still drink,” Xiao Mo said, pouring himself another cup.

“No more drinking.” Qin Siyao took the cup from Xiao Mo’s hand and gave her brothers a slight bow. “Eldest Brother, Second Brother, I’ll be taking Xiao Mo with me now.”

With that, without waiting for her brothers’ reply, Qin Siyao helped the unsteady Xiao Mo out of the great hall.

“Normally, our third sister acts like a little girl, but in front of Xiao Mo, she’s like a wife. A daughter can’t be kept at home for long…”

Qin Jingyuan drank another cup of wine.

In the great hall, only Qin Jingsu and Qin Jingyuan remained.

“Our third sister isn’t young anymore; it’s about time she was married.” Qin Jingsu stood up with a smile. “But tell me, do you think Xiao Mo was truly drunk, or just pretending?”

Qin Jingyuan smiled and replied, “Even if Xiao Mo wasn’t drunk, if our third sister says he’s drunk, then he’s drunk.”

“Hahaha, that girl has never been so considerate of us before.”

Qin Jingsu stood up and said to his younger brother,

“Well, I’m off. Thank you for your hospitality, little brother. I greatly enjoyed today’s banquet. It feels like it’s been a long time since we two brothers have drunk so freely together.”

“If Eldest Brother wishes, we can do this anytime,” Qin Jingyuan offered.

“Can we really do this anytime?” Qin Jingsu asked, looking at his younger brother with a smile.

Qin Jingyuan was at a loss for words.

“I’m leaving.”

Qin Jingsu took a deep breath, said no more, and turned to leave.

Watching his elder brother’s back as he walked out of the hall and disappeared into the night, Qin Jingyuan sat back down, drinking cup after cup of wine.

Qin Jingyuan didn’t know how long he drank. He lay back on the soft couch, stared at the ceiling, and suddenly burst out laughing.

He didn’t know what he was laughing at.

’Perhaps I’m laughing at why Father Emperor has yet to name an heir.’

’Or why I had to be born into the Emperor’s family.’

’Or why, no matter what, I can’t let go of that position…’