TSFLIP Chapter 291

“I am indeed that Su Bi,” Su Bi said with a bow. “Greetings, Your Majesty.”

“You—you—you’re a man!?”

“I am.”

“Then you and… you and Lan Tingyu…” Feng Guang stammered. “Doesn’t that mean…?”

“Whether you call it a fondness for men or simply being a ‘cut sleeve,’ either would be correct,” Su Bi replied with a frank smile. “However, I do not like Young Master Lan Er. Approaching him was merely part of my mission.”

Feng Guang slowly calmed down and hesitantly asked, “Then are you… are you really…”

“I have liked men since I was young, Your Majesty. You don’t need to doubt that.”

Thanks to her exposure to modern culture, Feng Guang quickly accepted this revelation. However, there was one thing she couldn’t understand. “Why are you working for Qian Qiu?”

“No particular reason. It’s just that I belong to a different faction from Your Majesty. Perhaps, from your perspective, we are traitors and rebels. But from ours, it is about overthrowing a tyrant and fulfilling the will of heaven,” Su Bi said objectively. His words were difficult to refute. In this world, few acted purely out of madness or lack of purpose. Often, what defined a villain was simply a matter of perspective.

Feng Guang couldn’t help but agree. She had always believed that while she might officially be a supporting character, in her story, she was the protagonist. A sudden melancholy washed over her.

“So that’s the reason you’re helping Qian Qiu,” she murmured with a sigh, thinking to herself how many ambitious youths this ancient world seemed to produce. First Mu Liang, and now Su Bi.

Su Bi’s expression remained indifferent. “Your Majesty, do you truly believe Qian Qiu’s goal is to overthrow a tyrant for the greater good? If he seeks the throne, it is because he desires to be emperor.”

Feng Guang: “…”

Didn’t he just say it was about overthrowing her as a tyrant?!

Su Bi’s blank expression somehow conveyed the pinnacle of mockery. While his face remained neutral, it clearly said, Your foolishness leaves me unimpressed.

Choosing to sidestep the topic, Feng Guang shifted her approach, giving him a pitiful look. “Su Bi, could you maybe…”

“No.” Before she could even finish, Su Bi cut her off, already guessing her intent. “There are many Imperial Guards stationed outside. Even if I wanted to help Your Majesty, you would not be able to escape.”

Feng Guang had only been testing the waters and wasn’t surprised by his response. She knew it was unrealistic to expect Su Bi to help her escape. Switching tactics again, she asked, “Then can you at least tell me how Gu Yan is doing?”

“The Regent King is still confined to the dungeon, but his injuries are improving.”

She pressed further. “Has Qian Qiu been torturing him?”

“Qian Qiu has been preoccupied with managing state affairs. He doesn’t have the time.”

Feng Guang breathed a sigh of relief. “As long as Gu Yan is okay.”

“Your Majesty is so concerned about the Regent King. Why not worry about yourself first?”

“It doesn’t matter what happens to me, but Gu Yan must not be harmed.”

“If Su Xu comes to see you, Your Majesty mustn’t say that in front of her.”

“Why not?” Feng Guang asked curiously.

Su Bi replied, “I fear that if Miss Su Xu hears it, she might use Qian Qiu’s hand to make trouble for Your Majesty.”

Realization dawned on Feng Guang. “Wait… are you saying that fortune-teller—ahem, I mean, Miss Su Xu—likes Gu Yan?”

Su Bi nodded. “That is indeed the case.”

“Unbelievable!” Feng Guang slammed the table as she stood up. “That fortune-teller not only helps Qian Qiu steal my throne, but she dares to covet my man too!”

Su Bi thought to himself, Perhaps I can report today that Her Majesty has finally regained her vigor.