Chapter 191: Poisonous

Ever since the incident at the Empress Dowager's mausoleum and the death of the Imperial Master, His Majesty has become a different person, becoming even more brutal and murderous, even worse than when he was poisoned.

He used huge sums of money and power to recruit sorcerers and talented people from all over the world in an attempt to revive the imperial teacher and see her again.

The blood of the incompetent and incompetent man dyed the ground of the palace red, and the blood soaked through the thirty-six stone steps and flowed down the steps.

The word "national teacher" has become a taboo for His Majesty. Except for General Luo, no one dares to mention those two words in front of His Majesty.

Spring went and autumn came, and in the blink of an eye a year passed. Sorcerers, both capable and incompetent, died one after another, and the corpses that came out of the palace, one after another, could be piled up into a mountain.

"I did as you asked, but I... never dreamed of her once, not even once."

"Liar, you are deceiving me."

Xin Hongying sat upright on a high seat, waving his hands expressionlessly, his tone without any fluctuation, but his eyes were terrifyingly cold.

"Someone, drag him away."

Gao Tang, who was standing by, dragged the "famous sorcerer" off the ground.

"Your Majesty, if you think of me again, I really can make you dream of the person you want to see..."

"Your Majesty, please believe me! Your Majesty..."

The shrill and terrified cries continued to ring out until there was no more life, and anyone who heard them felt a chill.

[Warning! Warning! Mission progress -10%, now only 21% left]

Listening to the task progress value that kept going backwards, Shen Tingyu's face was filled with worry. If it weren't for the energy ball that she pulled from the yellow fox that day, she would have collapsed and disappeared from the world.

She had tried to touch him countless times and screamed in his ears, but it was like a weird and absurd pantomime, with no one appreciating it behind the black veil, and he was not the only one suffering.

Xin Hongying's clenched palms betrayed his inner anxiety and fear: "A year has passed, and I really have no other options."

Hope is ignited again and again, and then extinguished again and again. Only he can taste the taste of each.

There is no hope of resurrection, the accumulated disappointments are enough, and the pain of longing has lasted for a long time. Now he no longer asks for so much, he just wants to see her in his dreams.

"I just want to know if she has forgotten me, why she never comes to see me in her dreams."

"But sometimes, I always feel that she is right beside me..."

After a long moment, Xin Hongying murmured in a voice that only she could hear, "I truly feel like she has never left me."

When it comes to the National Master, especially today which is the National Master's death anniversary, on such a special day, Gao Tang who was standing by lowered his eyes and held his breath, not daring to breathe or speak lightly.

“…”

Xin Hongying stood up from the high seat and left silently with an umbrella.

Gao Tang did not follow. He understood the pain in His Majesty's heart and thought that His Majesty would rather be alone.

The slanting drizzle engulfed his tall figure, making him seem even lonelier.

However, Shen Tingyu was standing beside him, the cool breeze blew, and her sleeves fluttered through her slender hands, but it could not pick up any residual warmth.

The drizzle mixed with the blood-red steps, and the black boots embroidered with gold walked on them.

Xin Hongying locked herself in the study.

Shen Tingyu floated slower, and stopped when he saw the closed door.

After stopping, she started talking to herself out of boredom and complaining about herself.

I've already passed through the wall, but why am I still not used to it?

Inadvertently, she caught a glimpse of an older palace maid out of the corner of her eye. She took a pot of wine from General Luo's men, and then, when no one was paying attention, she took out some medicinal powder from her bosom and sprinkled it into the wine.

Shen Tingyu saw it all. A soul flashed, rushed to the front of the palace maid, and punched, kicked and slapped her.

I saw it all, you were poisoning me.

I'll hit you!

The palace maid knocked on the wooden door of the study with a calm expression, her tone indifferent, but with a vicious gleam in her eyes.

"Your Majesty, the mountain road leading into the city was blocked by fallen rocks, and General Luo was unable to return to the capital. This is the wine he gave to Your Majesty."

From that fierce look, Shen Tingyu felt an extremely familiar feeling, and she was sure that she and her definitely knew each other.

Who is it?

Why did she poison!

No matter how worried Shen Tingyu was, no matter how hard the void tried to stop him, the pot of wine with added ingredients still fell into Xin Hongying's hands.

Don't drink it! Don't drink it! It's poisonous. Absolutely poisonous!

As an emperor, how could he not be on guard against the people around him?

However, no matter how much I blamed him, I could no longer say anything the moment I saw Xin Hongying. All that was left was endless worry and heartache.

She had never seen such a tyrant.

His broad shoulders trembled uncontrollably, his eyes were red with tears.

The sadness in his eyes was like an endless cold spring, and he cried as if he had lost everything, as if he wanted to pour out all the sadness after her departure on this day.

Stop crying!

Shen Tingyu couldn’t help but stretched out her fingers, but tears dripped into beads from her fingertips.

However, this invisible and intangible feeling, wanting to save someone but only being able to watch him defenselessly and drink the poisoned wine, the anxiety and mania were almost driving her crazy.

As long as you don't drink poisonous wine, it's not a sin to cry.

The more critical the moment, the calmer Shen Tingyu would be, and his helpless and distressed eyes would become resolute.

[Host, have you thought it through?]

If you fail to complete the mission after you show up, you will be wiped out.

[Host, don't..., the mission progress keeps going backwards. You only have one stick of incense left to live. You will fail!]

[You have the energy left by the A-level system. In your soul form, you can still live for three years.]

[And you spent so long learning the dream-entering technique from that stinky Taoist priest, and you finally mastered it, yet you've never even tried it once.]

[Host, no! Wuu ...

Xiao Qi doesn't want you to be wiped out.

During this period of voiceless and boring days, Shen Tingyu's relationship with the system became closer, and slowly she began to teach the system some things.

At first it was just out of boredom, but later she sincerely hoped that after Xiao Qi left her, she could successfully complete the task, get rid of the identity of an intern, and successfully become a full-time employee.

Xiaoqi is growing very fast, and now he begins to understand what he is thinking.

Shen Tingyu smiled in relief, “Xiao Qi, you forgot that even if the target of the mission dies, I will still be wiped out.”

"So don't be sad. Even though I failed, you must become a regular employee and become stronger."

[Host, wuwuwu...]

Xin Hongying was about to drink the poisoned wine.

Shen Tingyu's originally transparent soul gradually became solid and visible before he could speak.

The tyrant, who had noticed something was wrong, rushed over and wanted to hug her tightly in his arms, but he missed.

The arms that could not be touched began to tremble. Xin Hongying said in disbelief: "How could this happen!"