Chapter 9: Coming for You
"Her surname is Shen and she is your daughter. She is a burden to me if she stays with me. We can divorce her, and you can take her with you."
"Why? I've raised her for seven years and spent a lot of money. It's your turn to raise her. You should let the child choose. She's usually closest to you and will definitely be reluctant to leave you."
"She's close to me, isn't it because you never care about her?"
"When did I stop caring? Didn't I take care of her food and drink? But you always leave the child to the nanny and go out to play by yourself."
"Have you ever cared? Besides giving her money, you've never been with her or me. You didn't care about her birthday or our anniversary. I've had enough. I want a divorce from you. Divorce!!!"
“…”
They usually quarreled with her closest family members in front of her, cursing each other with ferocious faces, and even the roaring thunder and rain could not cover up the sound of their quarrel.
What made her most sad was that she was like a ball, being kicked around by her parents, and no one wanted her.
Young Shen Tingyu hid in the room alone, curled up in the quilt, covering his mouth and sobbing uncontrollably, trembling all over, enduring the pain in his heart.
At that time, she fantasized about someone suddenly appearing beside her, gently comforting her, protecting her, and keeping her away from the wind and rain.
Maybe it was because she was smaller, but she felt much more emotional at the moment and actually felt that the tyrant was a little gentle.
Another thunderclap struck, and Shen Tingyu subconsciously retracted his head into the quilt, his body trembling slightly, isolating himself from the pair of big hands that were touching his head.
"Are you afraid of the heavenly calamity?" the tyrant said coldly.
Heavenly Tribulation
The unusual words set off the alarm bells in Shen Tingyu's mind. She forced herself to quickly pull herself out of her depressed mood. With a blink of an eye, she started to talk nonsense, "Compared to the heavenly tribulation, this fairy is more afraid of failing to overcome it."
"We are weak little fairies who have escaped to the mortal world to transcend tribulations. If we are not careful, we will fail. Once we fail, the only outcome will be the scattering of our souls. Not only will we no longer have the possibility of cultivating to become immortals, but even the spiritual wisdom we have worked so hard to cultivate will return to nothingness."
Shen Tingyu sighed slightly, her expression dazed as she recalled the past, and said with a hint of sadness: "I once had a good friend. She was a flower spirit in the mortal world. After three hundred years of diligent cultivation day and night, she was able to cultivate and become an immortal. However, because her magic power was weak, she could not withstand the nine thunder tribulations."
"After failing to overcome the tribulation, her body was destroyed and her three souls were lost. There are many flowers in the world, but there is no trace of her anymore."
"That's why whenever I see thunder and lightning, I become distressed and anxious."
As Shen Tingyu spoke, she raised her eyes and quietly observed the expression on Xin Hongying's face, but the tyrant remained calm, and she had no idea what he was thinking, and she could not see through him at all.
"The stronger your majesty's dragon energy is, the faster my cultivation will recover, the stronger my magic power will be, and the greater the possibility of successfully overcoming the tribulation will be."
"So, Your Majesty, you can trust me completely."
"I see that the dragon energy in your majesty is gradually weakening. The foundation of your national destiny is unstable. The original destiny has been tampered with, and the dragon energy seems to be plundered by others. You must be extra careful of those around you."
Xin Hongying's eyes flickered slightly, and his tall body suddenly tensed up. His hands hidden under his sleeves clenched into fists, and veins bulged from exerting too much force.
He leaned slightly to the side and lowered his head, his entire face hidden in the shadows. He chuckled at himself and remained silent. The dangerous aura he exuded made him look fierce and terrifying, as if he was going to tear her apart in the next second.
Suddenly, he asked a strange question, his tone indifferent: "Are you picking fruits in the rain for me?"
Shen Tingyu felt that the tyrant's expression was a little strange. Under the strong and violent appearance, there was a deep fragility, which was particularly obvious on such a rainy night.
They all became vulnerable.
"I'm here for you."
Shen Tingyu hesitated for a moment, then she spoke each word with great sincerity, "I'm here for you."
Shen Tingyu was speaking the truth. She did not deceive the tyrant. She really stayed by his side because of him.
After a sleepless night, the wind and rain stopped and the thunder dissipated.
The first rays of morning sunlight shone into the room, and the light golden warm sun sparkled on the top of the eaves.
The big bird, which was sleeping with its eyes closed and knew nothing, slowly woke up, opened its eyes, and uttered a clear bird song with joy.
Twenty-four hours had passed, and the mount talisman had lost its effect. The big bird looked at her carefully with its big, bean-sized eyes, and its cute head tilted slightly. Shen Tingyu actually saw a puzzled look on its bird face, as if it was confused about why it appeared here.
Shen Tingyu called it: "Big Bird!"
She opened her arms, wanting a warm hug in the morning, but it seemed not to recognize her. It took a step back and looked at her with a strange and puzzled look.
Then, it fluttered its wings and flew out of the window without looking back, as if the warmth between them yesterday had never appeared. Shen Tingyu took a few steps in the direction it left, and a sense of loss surged in her heart.
Shen Tingyu said sadly: “Xiao Qi, Da Que’er…it doesn’t seem to recognize me.”
[Host, your dear Xiaoqi has always been with you. The mount talismans are all used to capture small animals in the real world, temporarily enhance their intelligence, and through exchange, temporarily borrow their time.]
[When the talisman loses its effect, their spiritual intelligence will also disappear. In their memories, it is like suddenly experiencing a certain time with a stranger like you. This memory lingers in their minds for a very short time.]
[The higher the mount's intelligence, the longer its memory will last, and the more likely it is to remember you.]
[Or, if the host chooses Da Que'er every time he uses the mount talisman, the more memories will remain in its mind, and it may remember you during the non-contract period~]
There was no sign of Xin Hongying in the huge bedroom.
Shen Tingyu asked: "Xiao Qi, where is the tyrant? Give me the location and navigation."
[Okay, host, turn right ahead... Stop for a moment, there's someone at eight o'clock. Turn right and then left ahead... Okay, keep going, keep moving forward~]
[Host, please wait a moment. There's someone in front of the study. Let's go in through the window~!]
[Host, get ready, 3...2...1...jump!]
No one noticed that a small figure climbed in through the window and quietly sneaked into the emperor's study.
A loud voice floated in from outside the study, as resounding as a bell.
"Your Majesty, I see you. How are you doing recently?"
Xin Hongying was like a young boy who was ignorant of the world. There was admiration in his gentle voice. Shen Tingyu's body stiffened for a moment. Is this still the voice of a tyrant? Why is it so disjointed?
She turned her head slowly and looked in the direction of the sound.
The tyrant personally helped a middle-aged man who was kneeling on the ground to his feet and called out obediently, "Father, why are you here?"
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