Chapter 125: From the Dragon Throne into Her Heart

"Xiaoman, tell your uncle."

Sun Wangqian walked up to her and asked in a gentle voice.

"Is there a moving doll that claims to be a fairy and then gives you this cursed doll?"

"Do you still remember how that bad kid killed your father?"

Gu Xiaoman's pretty face, with thin cheeks and downturned mouth corners, heard her father

His eyes were filled with tears, and beneath the tears was endless hatred.

She nodded vigorously and retorted quietly.

"Sir, it's not a fairy, it's a bad guy..."

"It's all because she gave Xiaoman a cursed doll. After I brought the doll home, my father, who had been getting better, became increasingly strange. It was this cursed doll that killed my father..."

Gu Xiaoman's crying voice was like a sharp knife stabbing into her heart.

She had never expected that her past genuine feelings of pity for a child and her sincerity would be accompanied by backstabbing and all crushed to pieces.

But she couldn't blame her.

Because what she said was quite right. If it weren't for her butterfly effect, her father would have met many great doctors and survived.

But the sincerity that I sent to her, my love and pity for her were real.

Shen Tingyu pursed her lips, her expression changed slightly, revealing visible sadness.

She was really hurt.

If it were someone else, she wouldn't feel so distressed. Tears flowed silently, and her eyes were slightly red.

"We'll make a promise and stick to it for a hundred years!"

The little fingertips touched each other, leaving a secret agreement that is still ringing in the ear.

Shen Tingyu called out softly: “Xiaoman…”

This sound!

Gu Xiaoman would recall this voice in her dreams, she would definitely not have heard it wrong.

Gu Xiaoman suddenly looked up at her, and his lifeless eyes suddenly lit up with a glimmer of hatred.

The voice was filled with loud crying, and he raised his skinny fingers and pointed at Shen Tingyu.

"Sir, it's her!"

"It's the doll's voice."

"She killed my father. She is a bad person. Arrest her quickly."

The quiet Gu Xiaoman suddenly rushed towards her like a ferocious little beast, punching and kicking her.

"Why did you use the cursed doll to kill my father?"

"You're a bad guy! Liar!"

"monster!"

After he finished speaking, he opened his mouth and bit her arm.

Maybe it was because of self-blame, or maybe it was because of some reasons that she couldn't figure out.

Shen Tingyu stood there without any defense or dodging, his dark eyes lowered, letting her grab his arm and bite it.

She taught Gu Xiaoman how to resist, but in the end, this resistance fell on her own body, and she felt mixed emotions.

Everyone was shocked by the fierce hatred in Gu Xiaoman.

Xin Hongying felt a little distressed when he saw this, and he roared angrily.

“That’s enough!”

Sun Wangqian reacted and took the crazy Gu Xiaoman away, and the little episode in the court ended.

Taoist Jiuyang couldn't accept that he had become a bald man. Seeing her arm being bitten, he was secretly delighted and wanted to rush up and bite her too.

"I'm right, she's a witch!"

Shen Tingyu's mind was filled with Gu Xiaoman's words—liar! Monster!

These words, some flashbacks deep in my mind, and countless similar yet different faces overlapped.

She suddenly closed her eyes and shook her head, trying to get rid of the sound.

The more you try to suppress it, the clearer and more turbulent it becomes.

She could no longer hear what Taoist Jiuyang was saying. Perhaps she should not have appeared in Zhenghe Hall today, and she would not have met Gu Xiaoman...

You won't know about her backstab!

The fate of the past will remain at the most beautiful time, instead of being as hideous as it is now.

Why is it Gu Xiaoman!

Why did she have to testify against herself?

Shen Tingyu didn't want to admit that she had different feelings for Gu Xiaoman. She saw her own shadow in her and placed some emotions on her.

To make up for her is also to make up for my younger self in the past.

So Gu Xiaoman is special.

There was a slight pain in his heart, and Shen Tingyu sneered at himself. After all, people could not make up for their past selves.

She felt great sorrow for her past self.

Shen Tingyu's eyes moved slightly, her back trembled slightly, and she forced herself to withdraw from her emotions.

She still tried her best to maintain the mask of a half-immortal imperial teacher who was cold, disdainful, and untainted by the mundane world.

Even though her eyes were slightly red, she couldn't shed a single tear.

Shen Tingyu sneered self-deprecatingly, saying that she was pretending, and she really had to pretend.

【Host, what's wrong with you? 】

[Don't be sad, Xiaoqi will always be by your side...]

With a snap, Shen Tingyu reached out and turned off Xiao Qi's voice. She was afraid that if she listened for a while longer, her slightly moist eyes would not be able to hold back the tears and she would burst into tears.

Ever since Gu Xiaoman appeared, the fairy's expression became increasingly strange.

Xin Hongying didn’t know what Shen Tingyu felt in his heart, but he knew that Shen Tingyu’s reaction was wrong, and his eyes were full of tears.

He felt heartbroken.

Xin Hongying's eyes darkened slightly. He stood up from the dragon chair, took slight steps, and walked down from the high seat towards Chen Tingyu.

Walking down the stairs step by step, there was only her in his eyes, full of heartache and pity.

The court officials stared blankly with shock in their eyes, their minds turning hundreds of times but they still didn't understand.

What is your Majesty doing?

What does Your Majesty want to do?

The Regent's pupils trembled like an earthquake, and his expression, which had remained unchanged even when facing a disaster, cracked. Even he couldn't understand it.

Xin Hongying walked in front of Shen Tingyu, took her wrist with his big hand, and turned to walk towards the dragon throne.

What is the tyrant going to do?

Shen Tingyu's heart was beating like thunder, and every step he took seemed like he was stepping on clouds, floating and elusive, so unreal.

On the high platform, in front of the dragon throne.

Xin Hongying's cold voice is like a bottle of mineral water in summer, cold and strong but refreshing and pleasant.

"The Imperial Master is a goddess. She saved the people of a city. Her heart must be good. She is respected by all people and is definitely not evil!"

"No matter what their true form is, they are as respected as I am!"

"If anyone dares to slander me or gossip about me behind my back, I will..."

Xin Hongying looked around and stared at Taoist Jiuyang with cold eyes.

"Kill him!"

The voice was resounding, and the wholehearted and unreserved protection made Shen Tingyu feel an unprecedented crazy heartbeat at this moment. In an instant, the earth shook and a tsunami of a thousand meters high appeared.

The shell of her heart suddenly broke, and Xin Hongying walked into her heart from the dragon throne, bringing in a beam of light called heartbeat, as warm as the breeze.

As respected as the emperor!

Shen Tingyu blinked, and a few tears fell from her moist eyes.

She didn't expect that the tyrant would go to this extent for her, and she was deeply shocked.

Taoist Jiuyang's legs were limp. His Majesty locked him with an indifferent gaze as if he were looking at a dead person, and he swallowed in fear.

It’s over, it’s over…

He is dead!

This imperial teacher was no ordinary woman. She was not one of those weak women or soft persimmons that could be easily manipulated by him with just a few words or provocation.

The ministers' jaws nearly dropped when they heard this. This was obviously against common sense, and they knelt down and said in unison.

"Your Majesty, please revoke your order!"