Cultivation Simulator: Starting From The Empress' Palace-Chapter 292 - 290 Fake Death Pill

Afternoon.

Xiao Mansion.

In a spacious room, a gentle light filled the space. In the inner part of the room, a large bed was placed, and an elderly man with a jaundiced, withered face lay upon it. Around the bed, several maids were busily coming and going. Upon hearing the door open, they directed their gaze over.

Seeing Xiao Teng gesture with a wave, they bowed slightly and then exited the room one by one.

After the maids had left, Xiao Teng softly said, "Father, Chen Hong and Yi Yao are here."

After speaking, he turned back to Chen Mo and said, "Go ahead."

Chen Mo, along with Yi Yao, walked over, glancing over the bed. His brow immediately furrowed; a few days ago, the person who had been full of vigor now looked like a dying man.

He noticed a faint grey hue across Xiao Yunqi's face, a sign of severe poisoning.

Just as Chen Mo was about to activate the Ancient Heavy Pupils to take a closer look, Xiao Yunqi spoke weakly:

"Chen Hong... you're here, sit..."

"No need for me to sit. I heard the Grand Commandant is critically ill, and I was extremely worried. I brought Yaoyao to see you immediately. The Grand Commandant, you have heaven's protection. You will be fine, I serve..."

Chen Mo rambled on with a series of flattering words and then asked how Xiao Yunqi ended up in this state.

Xiao Yunqi said he was injured by an assassin, and the assassin's dagger was smeared with some incurable poison, thus resulting in his condition.

It was precisely as the rumors had said.

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo was instantly furious, saying he would dig three feet into the ground to capture the assassin and exterminate their entire family.

As he spoke, he activated the Ancient Heavy Pupils to scan Xiao Yunqi.

He found that the dark hue on Xiao Yunqi's face was indeed real, and his breathing was failing.

Chen Mo raised an eyebrow.

Could it be true?

After leaving the room, Chen Mo began a simulation immediately.

Before coming to the Xiao Mansion, Chen Mo had already recharged.

This time, the simulation's focus was to find out if Xiao Yunqi was really severely ill. With this focus, the simulation content quickly came out.

[48th Day of Great Turmoil: You learned of Xiao Yunqi's critical illness and went to see him immediately. You found out he wasn't pretending, but you didn't quite believe it, so you started probing the reason.

But everyone in the Xiao Mansion said the same.]

...

[49th Day: In the afternoon, Xiao Teng personally found you, and you finally learned why Xiao Yunqi was critically ill. It turned out Xiao Yunqi planned to use a bitter ploy to deceive Zhao Ji, so he swallowed a Fake Death Pill. This pill would put someone in a near-death state and required taking an antidote within twelve hours; otherwise, the person would truly die.

Xiao Teng wanted you to swap out Bianliang's defense at night, and you agreed.]

...

[58th Day: King Yan, to rid the court's traitors and support Great Song, gathered the Eighteen Lords to crusade against Xiao Yunqi. To avoid his edge, he took Zhao Chong as a hostage, forcibly moved the residents, and relocated the capital to the former Zhao Kingdom's ancestral land—Zhao Yang.]

As the simulation ended, the system routinely provided three options.

Chen Mo still chose ten days of Martial Arts experience.

At this moment, his First Grade Martial Arts experience bar had reached ninety-five percent.

"Old fox, pretending indeed." Chen Mo's lips slightly curved, holding a cold smile.

Indeed, how could Xiao Yunqi be critically ill at such a critical moment?

But he was ruthless enough to swallow a Fake Death Pill.

Chen Mo knew the effects of the Fake Death Pill.

However, the Fake Death Pill also had a severe side effect that, once triggered, would hinder further advancement in the Martial Arts Realm and could even cause heart failure.

Could the Ancient Heavy Pupils not see through it?

Because at this moment, Xiao Yunqi was truly critically ill.

"Unexpectedly, his... his illness is this severe." Yi Yao's Martial Arts Realm was not low. As she looked, she also sensed it didn't seem fake.

"Life and death have their fate, maybe in a few days, he'll find the antidote and get better."

Chen Mo smiled and then stroked Yi Yao's hair, "Let's go, meet my in-laws."

"No." Yi Yao shook her head immediately.

She realized she had no feelings for Yi Qinghong and Zhihua.

Yi Qinghong, she had lost feelings for long before.

And Zhihua.

Even on the day of her marriage, she was still deceiving her.

Saying the master was in her hands.

In the end, the master escaped that day.

Chen Mo was momentarily at a loss, knowing Yi Yao's relationship with her parents was strained, even wanting to sever ties.

But this tie wasn't something Yi Yao could sever just because she wanted to.

Blood ties bind here.

"How about... just meet them? After all, we've come this far, it wouldn't be proper not to. They can do wrong, but we can't lose decorum, right?" Chen Mo advised.

"You can meet them if you want, I won't." Yi Yao, for the first time, disobeyed Chen Mo, insisting not to meet them and walked straight out of the Xiao Mansion.

Chen Mo: "..."

He had underestimated the conflict between them.

Though Yi Yao left, Chen Mo decided to meet them anyway.

After all, their bloodline couldn't be changed. If they ever reconciled, but he introduced disputes as a son-in-law, it wouldn't be good.

With Yi Yao absent, Chen Mo and Zhihua had little to talk about.

The main thing was to give some small gifts, exchange a few pleasantries, and then Chen Mo prepared to take his leave.

At this moment.

"The Empress is here."

"Long live the Empress, blessings and health upon Your Highness."

"Greetings to the Empress, greetings to Your Highness."

…

Xiao Mansion's front gate erupted into a commotion.

Chen Mo, not having left the mansion yet, happened to see a resplendent woman accompanied by a stunning young lady, both led by the butler of Xiao Mansion, walking slowly over.

It was Xiao Yunxi and Zhao Fujin.

In a magnificent phoenix gown with a crown on her head, Xiao Yunxi was as elegant and charming as a blooming peony, emanating a noble and peerless beauty from her very core.

On the other hand, Zhao Fujin wore a light yellow low-cut palace dress, a shoulder cape fringed with feathery silk, her skirt trailing in shimmering glory, her face like a full moon, with arched willow brows and a high, delicate nose.

Since establishing her relationship with Chen Mo, Zhao Fujin had adopted a mature style in her attire.

Even though Chen Mo had advised her to be herself, Zhao Fujin seemed to only heed outwardly, yet continued with her ways.

Yet, Zhao Fujin still did not possess that unique noble beauty.

Seeing Chen Mo, both of their faces lit up, with Xiao Yunxi's eyes glistening like spring water, they spoke in unison, "Chen Hong, what are you doing here?"

The mother and daughter exchanged a glance.

Xiao Yunxi, who had been in a high position for a long time, adjusted with poise, her expression unfazed, while Zhao Fujin blushed with embarrassment.

Without letting them ponder too much, Chen Mo quickly said, "Your Majesty, Your Highness, I came to visit the Grand Commandant."