The Cultivator's partner went off track all the way

"Not only that, tell the truth!" The face of the greedy king was grim, and he would strangle Tang Yue to death if he said a wrong word.

Tang Yue felt that her magic of bewitching was quite good. A top psychic actually didn't remember the conversation just now. She lived up to Hongyu's teachings.

"You said you didn't want me to become the Emperor Mother. If that happened, the current Emperor Mother would be expelled. That's why you won't let me become the Emperor Mother. You have to deal with King Greedy for this."

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the beauty-loving king, "How could I tell you this? How did you know?"

Tang Yue heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed that he believed it, so she pretended to be stupid and said, "I don't know what's going on."

"Do you think I will believe it?" The beauty-loving king tightened his grip. Tang Yue felt pain in her neck. She switched to breathing through her pores and did not feel any difficulty breathing.

"I'm telling the truth..." She pretended to faint and rolled her eyes.

King Tanmei loosened his grip a little. He thought that the questions this woman could ask were only those, like how to leave here and whether their Celestial Clan had any weaknesses.

Even if he said that this was a dream and they were all Spider-Man, nothing could actually happen.

"If you were smart, you wouldn't tell anyone what you heard."

Not only would she herself be suspected and excluded, no one in the Celestial Clan would believe her.

Tang Yue looked aggrieved and scared, "I won't tell anyone."

"I have no patience anymore. What do you think of my proposal just now? If you want, you can be the de facto queen in my harem."

Tang Yue found it funny. Does that mean they can’t even give her a status?
"If you were the only king here, you could do whatever you wanted, but there is another one here."

Her meaning was clear, King Greedy would make her a saint.

The beauty-loving king's expression darkened, and his temperament became even colder. "Do you think I will lose to him?"

Tang Yue lowered her head, "I dare not, but you can't object openly."

"Well, you'd better not regret rejecting me." The Greedy King laughed in anger and strode away.

Tang Yue curled her lips and called Wei Zhi who was waiting not far away, "Sister, please help me invite Master Shen Rong. I don't have much time."

Weizhi said: "Okay, Your Majesty just now..."

She soothed him with her eyes, "It's useless to worry, just do the things at hand first."

Shen Rong had just sat down in the side hall and drank a few sips of tea when he was called back, filled with resentment.

Tang Yue felt that this was not conducive to teaching, so she took out a jade bottle and said, "You have worked hard. This is the pill that King Greedy gave me to restore my spiritual power. I'll give you one bottle."

Shen Rong stared at the light green jade bottle with his eyes wide open. He recognized at a glance that this was a spiritual power tonic that only kings and princes could use. Normally, executives like them did not have it. Only after making contributions would they receive this thing as a reward.

"This is a gift from the Greedy King. I dare not accept it." He still had some sense.

Tang Yue stuffed it directly into his hand, "King Tanmei asked me to use it in the right place. I think it would be most appropriate if you could keep your energy and teach me these etiquettes as soon as possible."

"Then I'll accept it." He was so tired that he didn't intend to refuse.

What's more, this medicine not only repairs mental power, but also improves the resilience of mental power. It has no side effects. When you are extremely tired, take this medicine, and then practice until you are extremely tired, repeating it several times. This is the breakthrough method for them, the high-level mentalists.

At this time, he was not worried about the depletion of his mental energy and just treated it as a practice.

Tang Yue had a feeling that she had to learn it quickly now, otherwise she might be delayed by other things later and would not be able to learn it.

Turns out she was right.

In the early morning, all the formations in the palace turned up their brightness and became as bright as day.

Nanny Rosewood hurried into the corridor, interrupting her studies, "Choose a girl, the king wants you to come forward for the meeting."

"Including today, the grand ceremony will be held in seven days. I still have a lot of etiquette to learn. Can I tell the king?"

In fact, she had learned almost everything, and if she reviewed the booklet again, she would be able to ensure that there were no mistakes in the hall. However, she rejected the beauty-loving king yesterday, and today he was obviously looking for trouble.

"Choose a girl, the king has ordered me to bring you there." Nanny Zitan had a cold look on her face, obviously knowing that she would not get any good results if she went there this time.

Tang Yue sighed, "Okay." Then she went to see what kind of trouble was going to happen.

Shen Rong took her things and felt some real emotions, "Choosing a girl..."

Tang Yue bowed to him and said, "Thank you Master Rong for your teachings."

He not only taught himself etiquette, but also taught him many basic spiritual practices to be worthy of this respect.

"I dare not." After one day and two nights, Shen Rong felt a little admiration in his heart and no longer had the previous contempt.

"Choose a girl! Let's go quickly. The king is waiting anxiously." Nanny Zitan urged. She disliked Tang Yue and couldn't stand seeing people in the palace being respectful to her.

"Let's go then."

There were quite a few people in the central main hall, not just the two kings. There were also many captured members of the Tang family kneeling in the hall, including Xiaoxi.

She was puzzled, "Your Majesty, what does this mean?"

"You, the Tang family, have bad intentions. I am arresting them for interrogation."

Tang Jinghui raised his head hurriedly, "Your Majesty, this is unfair."

The Greedy King said coldly: "Shut up, did I ask you to speak?"

A guard came forward and covered Tang Jinghui's mouth.

Tang Yue immediately understood what he meant. He was telling her that there was no evidence against the Greedy Beauty King.

Tang Yue straightened her back and asked, "May I ask, Your Majesty, what crime did the Tang family commit?"

Greedy King said: "Yes, I see you arrested people and interrogated them, but you didn't come up with any name. You didn't do it on purpose, did you?"

The beautiful king said: "Don't doubt me all the time. The Saint Maiden Ceremony concerns the survival of our Celestial Clan. We must be extremely cautious. The Tang family is originally outsiders."

He then said to Tang Yue: "Why don't you tell the truth?"

"What does the king want me to confess? I can only confess the conversation we had yesterday."

King Greedy frowned, "You went to see her yesterday? What did you talk about?"

"Don't change the subject. I have found your purpose. Tang Jinghui sent you to the palace to find a way to cancel the contract with the Tang family and find a way to destroy us 'Devils'. Is that right or not?"

Tang Yue was surprised, he knew it clearly.

She couldn't help but look back at Xiaoxi. She was a traitor and sold out the entire Tang family?

Xiaoxi felt her gaze and lowered his head even more.

"Say something back!" When the greedy king saw her expression, he knew that what Xiaoxi said was absolutely right.

Tang Yue said: "I know nothing about what the king said, and I think this is ridiculous."

"How are you going to argue?"

"I am weak and have no idea about spiritual power. It is impossible for me to find a way to cancel the contract with the Tang family, let alone destroy the Celestial Clan by myself."

She turned to look at Tang Jinghui, who was tied up and had a rag stuffed in his mouth, and said, "Besides, why would my grandfather let me do such a dangerous thing? I am his granddaughter."

To others, this statement was an explanation of the deep love between grandfather and granddaughter, but to the Tang family, it was just a mockery. (End of this chapter)