Your Majesty, I Never Taught You to Be Gay!

Pei Suyu chose the wrong person and paid for it with his life.

In the succession struggle, he poured his heart and soul into helping the First Prince ascend the throne.

Before the throne had even grown warm, the Ninth Prince, Yan Tingxiao, seized power in a bloodbath and stormed the inner palace.

Two cups of wine were pushed before him: one poisoned, one plain.

“Teacher,” Yan Tingxiao said with a sinister gaze and a smile that never reached his eyes, “only one life can be spared: yours or my eldest brother's.”

Pei Suyu gathered his robes and bowed, his salute flawless. “This guilty subject offers his life in thanks for Your Majesty's grace. May the Great Zhou endure for a thousand generations.”

He drank the poisoned wine and died, coughing blood.

As he drew his last breath, he heard the man roar, “Between me and him, you never choose me!”

Reborn, Pei Suyu was at a loss.

He racked his brains for three days and nights, only to discover that the Great Zhou could not escape that malevolent figure: Yan Tingxiao was destined to be the next emperor. So in this life, while teaching the young Yan Tingxiao, he tugged his ear every day and gently drummed it into him: “Your Highness, I've treated you so well. When you become emperor, be sure to remember my kindness.”

Please don't force me to kill myself again!

Later, Pei Suyu was trapped at the corner of the imperial bed, watching the young emperor approach step by step. On the verge of tears, he pleaded, “Your Majesty, please let me go...”

Yan Tingxiao breathed in the fragrance at his neck, his voice low. “Didn't you teach me this, Teacher? I always remember kindness. That's why I want to give you the best things in the world.”

Caught between the imperial bed and his broad chest, Pei Suyu's eyes reddened with anger. His voice trembled as he accused him indignantly: “...I taught you the proper relations between ruler and subject, not how to pin your subject beneath you!”

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