Transmigrated into a book? A vicious female supporting character? A senior sister? Tsk tsk!

Seeing Gu Moxu speechless, Tang Xinyan continued:

"Presumably, only women without a background or status, or those who are inconvenient to be brought into the Demon Palace, would give birth to illegitimate children? Could it be that these people were also forced into it?"

The original text didn't actually delve too deeply into the matter of the Demon King and Demon Queen; Tang Xinyan only felt something was a little strange while reading it.

Now, upon closer examination, it seemed as if she suddenly understood where this strange feeling came from. Seeing Gu Moxu deep in thought, Tang Xinyan continued her analysis:

"Fourth Senior Brother, I've read many storybooks. Although those stories all have exaggerated elements, aren't they based on real life?"

What seems absurd is often actually true; I've read about two kinds of struggles for the throne in storybooks.

"One method is like raising poisonous insects; the emperor would ensure that all his sons possessed equally powerful forces, and then, under the emperor's checks and balances,..."

Let his sons fight among themselves, and the one who emerges victorious will be the emperor's most favored heir.

"Another tactic is to divert attention. Those who sit on the throne are rarely simple characters; they must know this."

The more emperors valued someone, the more dangerous that person became. Therefore, some emperors chose to shift the focus of their attention away from those they favored, and they tended to be more critical of them.

The more distant the emperor becomes, the more his competitors despise and ignore him, until he secretly grows stronger and finally catches everyone off guard.

At this point, Tang Xinyan stopped speaking, and the air fell into a deathly silence. After a long silence, Gu Moxu's voice was somewhat hoarse:

"Junior Sister, are you saying that my mother, my brother, and I are just tools to draw attention to each other?"

Tang Xinyan remained noncommittal.

"Fourth Senior Brother, I don't know the specifics, so I can't give a definitive answer to your question. But one thing is certain: it's said that parents who love their children plan far ahead for them."

I think the same applies to love. If your father truly loves your mother and both of you, he will definitely consider your future.

"If he has always been autocratic, arrogant, and believes he can protect anyone no matter who he treats well, then my guess might not be correct."

But if your father is shrewd and harbors extreme dislike for a particular prince, then it's most likely what I'm guessing.

After a pause, Tang Xinyan, drawing on her experience watching many palace dramas, suggested:

"Fourth Senior Brother, I think you already have someone you suspect. Why don't you go back this time and quietly tell your brother and mother about your suspicions?"

Let them investigate privately. If it's true, then set up surveillance as soon as possible. If it's false, then it's considered clearing out suspicion, isn't it?

Gu Moxu fell silent again, and Ji Zeyang chimed in at this moment:

"Erhei, I think Junior Sister's analysis is very correct. Even though you don't participate in those things, you can't really ignore them."

Although Gu Moxu remained silent, he nodded, then looked up at the sky, his thoughts wandering, seemingly lost in thought.

Knowing that Gu Moxu was upset, Tang Xinyan and the others remained silent and stayed by his side.

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After nightfall, Tang Xinyan entered the Glass Tower and went straight to the third floor. As she appeared, a set of table and chairs appeared beside the three steps.

In front of the table and chairs stood an old man with an air of otherworldly wisdom—or rather, an illusory figure of the old man. The old man addressed Tang Xinyan solemnly:

"Young friend, please take a seat. If you want to receive the reward for the third level, you must answer all my questions to pass."

Tang Xinyan sat down on the stool, and the old man stroked his beard and began to ask questions:

"Please describe the appearance, medicinal effects, and antagonistic elements of the purple essence herb."

Tang Xinyan: "Purple Essence Grass is a purple, slender-leaved medicinal herb. Its root... its function is..."

After listening to Tang Xinyan's silent recitation, the old man nodded in satisfaction and continued:

"Please describe the appearance, medicinal effects, and antagonistic elements of the fire tongue grass."

Tang Xinyan: "Fire Tongue Grass is a long, red, crescent-shaped medicinal herb. Its root... its function is..."

........

The old man said, "Please write down the formulas for the Spirit-Replenishing Pill and the Spirit-Returning Pill, as well as the differences between the two pills."

Tang Xinyan was stunned. What was going on? Opening a medicinal herb garden, and now they were testing her on alchemy? She hadn't even started learning alchemy yet...

Fortunately, in order to lay a foundation in advance, she had memorized some basic pill formulas, so her answers were relatively smooth.

However, after reciting a series of pill formulas, the old man asked again:

"Please state your initial motivation for becoming an alchemist."

Tang Xinyan: "........"

After hesitating for two seconds, Tang Xinyan chose to tell the truth over a grand speech:

"The first priority is to make money, the second is to save money."

The old man smiled slightly: "Congratulations, you have passed this test."

Watching the old man disappear and the gate that appeared ahead, Tang Xinyan thought to herself, "The person who crafted this glazed pagoda must have been a pragmatic person."

"Hehe," Tang Xinyan grinned lewdly at the door, rubbed her hands together, and eagerly pushed the door open.

The moment the door opened, Tang Xinyan was completely stunned, staring at the endless expanse of black earth behind it, densely covered with medicinal herbs.

Tang Xinyan's mouth was practically agape in an "O" shape. She wiped away non-existent drool from the corner of her mouth and slowly walked into the herb garden.

Upon careful examination, it was determined that while the medicinal herbs on the ground varied in age, they were all at least ten thousand years old, and each type of herb had five plants.

Tang Xinyan walked for ten minutes, but still couldn't see the end. She estimated that it would really take a while to explore the entire herb garden.

Fortunately, there was a booklet near the entrance containing information on all the spiritual plants in the herb garden, as well as their quantities.

What Tang Xinyan was most concerned about was that, as mentioned in the original text, this herb garden, like her supermarket, was a place where supplies could be replenished indefinitely.

In other words, if you pick one today, another identical herb will grow in the same place tomorrow.

It can be said that this ancient herb garden is flawless except for the "flaw" that the herbs are too old!

However, now that the tower's owner has changed, Tang Xinyan felt it was still necessary to verify it. She selected a few nearby spiritual herbs, dug them up, and returned to the Fate Realm.

After planting the medicinal herbs together with Tuanzi, Tuanzi suddenly said to Tang Xinyan:

"Master, do you remember the colorful fruit tree you asked me to plant when you were in the secret realm?"

Tang Xinyan nodded: "I remember, what's wrong?"

"That tree bore fruit when its owner went into complete seclusion. The fruit was eight colors, and it was quite beautiful."