Douluo Continent: Tonight, a Fairy Tale Descends

She didn't say much.

Because she knew that, in Tang Hao's eyes, her and Tang San's thoughts were not important.

Once this man makes a decision, he will never change it because of other people's opinions.

Just like when he left, leaving only a letter and some money.

They won't give you any explanation.

Now, he has decided to train here for two years, again without needing to consult anyone.

Cinderella sighed softly and nodded.

"it is good."

Tang Hao did not speak again.

Tang San stood still, holding the heavy forging hammer in his hand, and glanced at the waterfall on the opposite bank of the pool.

Instead of heading straight for the pool, he turned and walked toward the cabin.

Cinderella watched his retreating figure, raising an eyebrow slightly.

"Little San?"

Tang San didn't turn around, but simply said, "Put the things down first."

He pushed open the door of the cabin, and it was cleaner inside than he had imagined.

The cabin was small, containing only a wooden bed, a wooden table, and a wooden chair. The bed was covered with thick thatch, and an oil lamp sat on the table.

Tang San leaned the forging hammer against the wall, then took off the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon from his waist and placed it on the table.

He took out a few changes of clothes, folded them, and placed them on the bed. He also took out some dry food and a water bag and placed them on the table.

Then he went to the wooden hut next door and put the same things away.

Cinderella followed behind him, watching him put things away one by one, a slight smile playing on her lips.

"You've thought of everything."

Tang San didn't even look up: "When you're traveling, it's always good to be prepared."

He paused, then added, "There's still a lot of stuff in the storage soul tool; enough for us to use for a long time."

……

The next morning.

Tang San woke up just as dawn was breaking.

He opened his eyes and looked through the window of the wooden house to see the first hint of dawn breaking over the eastern horizon.

The distant waterfall still roared, its sound even more muffled than during the day, like the earth snoring in its slumber.

Tang San sat up and rubbed his stiff shoulders.

He didn't sleep well last night.

He had gotten used to sleeping on soft beds over the years, but the hard bed in the wooden cabin, with its thatched roof, kept him tossing and turning for most of the night before he finally drifted off to sleep.

But he didn't stay in bed.

He jumped out of bed, got dressed, and pushed open the door.

A morning breeze wafts in, carrying the scent of moisture and fresh grass.

Cinderella was already standing at the door of the cabin.

She was dressed in a smart and practical outfit, her long golden hair was braided into a long braid that hung down her back, and her amber eyes shone with a soft luster in the morning light.

"Good morning." She smiled at him.

Tang San was slightly taken aback: "When did you get up?"

“A little earlier than you.” Cinderella walked to his side and looked at the pool in the distance.

"I can't sleep. The waterfall is too noisy."

Tang San's lips twitched slightly.

"Me too."

The two exchanged a glance and sighed simultaneously.

At this moment, Tang Hao came out from behind the wooden house.

He was still wearing that drab, coarse cloth shirt, his hair was disheveled, and his beard was unkempt, making him look like a down-on-his-luck farmer.

But his eyes were as sharp as knives.

"Awake?" He glanced at Tang San, his voice indifferent.

"Ah."

"Then let's begin."

Tang Hao raised his hand and pointed to the waterfall on the opposite bank of the pool.

"Swim across."

Tang San took a deep breath, gripped the forging hammer from yesterday, and walked towards the pool.

……

On the other side, in Tiandou City.

In the imperial court, civil and military officials stood on both sides.

Qian Renxue sat upright on the dragon throne, the pearl strings of her crown obscuring her eyebrows and eyes, making it impossible to see her expression at that moment.

The court meeting was halfway through, and all the matters to be discussed had been concluded. Just as the Minister of Rites was about to announce the adjournment of the court, Qian Renxue suddenly spoke up.

"Wait a minute."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of every courtier.

All the civil and military officials looked up at the young emperor on the dragon throne.

Qian Renxue slowly stood up, the beads on her crown swaying gently, making a soft clinking sound.

Her gaze swept over everyone below the steps, and a slow smile curved her lips.

"I have something to discuss with you all."

The courtiers exchanged glances, a vague sense of foreboding creeping into their hearts.

Qian Renxue didn't give them time to guess; she spoke directly, her voice clear and firm:

"My mind is made up. I will make the late Empress Eva my new Empress."

The moment the words fell, the entire court fell silent, as if frozen in place.

All the courtiers froze on the spot, their expressions shifting from confusion to shock, and from shock to disbelief.

They suspected there was something wrong with their ears.

Should Eva be made queen?

The late emperor's queen?

Xue Qinghe's nominal mother?

This

This is practically incest!

The Vice Minister of Rites was the first to react, kneeling down with a thud, his voice trembling: "Your Majesty! You mustn't!"

Qian Renxue looked at him, her expression unchanged: "Why not?"

"Your Majesty! Queen Eva is the widow of the late Emperor, Your Majesty's mother!" The Vice Minister of Rites' voice was almost a wail.

"If Your Majesty were to make her Empress, it would be an act of incest, an act that defies all reason and law! How would Your Majesty face the historical record?"

As soon as he finished speaking, several more court officials stepped forward and knelt down.

"Your Majesty, please reconsider! This matter violates moral principles and is absolutely unacceptable!"

"Your Majesty has just ascended the throne and should win people over with virtue. How can you do such an absurd thing?"

"Queen Eva is Snow White's mother. If Your Majesty makes her queen, how will Snow White face the consequences? How can the jewel of the empire suffer such humiliation?"

In an instant, the entire court was filled with people kneeling on the ground.

Opposition was widespread, and everyone's face was filled with shock and anger.

Qian Renxue stood before the dragon throne, looking down at the kneeling courtiers, the smile on her lips never fading.

She waited until they finished speaking before slowly asking, "Are you done?"

The courtiers were taken aback.

Qian Renxue's voice was unusually calm, as if she were talking about something extremely ordinary.

"Queen Eva is virtuous and kind, and has served as the mother of the nation for many years. She is the undisputed mother of the Heavenly Dou Empire. What is wrong with me making her empress?"

"But Your Majesty!" The Vice Minister of Rites was sweating profusely. "She is your mother!"

Qian Renxue glanced at him indifferently: "The late emperor has passed away, and I have no blood relation with Queen Eva. How can there be any talk of incest?"

The courtiers were speechless.

In terms of blood relations, Xue Qinghe and Eva are indeed not related at all.

But from a moral standpoint

This doesn't make any sense at all!

But Qian Renxue didn't give them a chance to refute. She raised her hand, and the beads on her crown swayed gently.

"My mind is made up on this matter; there is no need for further discussion."

"Retreat."

After saying that, she turned and left the dragon throne, heading towards the rear hall.

The beaded tassels of the crown swayed gently behind him, and the hem of his dragon robe trailed on the white marble floor, making a soft rustling sound.