Shen Tang looked at him puzzled, "What's this have to do with you?"
Qiu Yang seemed to understand something, clutching his head, his eyes filled with red streaks, remorseful and painful, "That arrow at the volcano back then, it was me who shot it... Originally, according to the plan, the arrow was supposed to hit you, but unexpectedly, Your Majesty blocked the arrow for you..."
Shen Tang's eyebrows moved slightly, her expression cooled, and she spoke faintly, "I knew about it long ago. This was a golden cicada escape trick you all conspired. There's nothing to be said about it."
"...You think Your Majesty deliberately acted a self-sacrifice drama for you to see?"
"Isn't it? He can conveniently fake his death and escape, leaving behind the impression of a white moonlight in my heart, ensuring I never forget him my entire life." The matter of saving lives is one thing, deception is another, Shen Tang's tone grew colder as she spoke.
