Xiao Jinghan Practiced an Evil Art, and the Tsundere Grand Commandant Slipped His Son-in-Law Secret Manuals!

Xiao Jinghan clenched his teeth, and the taste of blood seeped out from between them.

"You couldn't save me, and instead you've left me like this."

He chuckled, his throat aching from the smoke.

A voice in the next cell muttered, "What are you laughing at? Don't you want to live?"

Xiao Jinghan looked up and peered through the crack in the wall.

The man saw the bloodstains on his face and the white cloth around his waist; the words caught in his throat.

At the end of the prison corridor, the guards changed shifts, their keychains clattering at their waists.

Xiao Jinghan stared at the bunch of keys.

He won't wait for anyone else to open the door anymore.

The door someone else opened leads to another pitfall.

He can only rely on himself.

There was a loose blue brick in the corner.

Five years ago, the old prisoner next door knocked three times on the wall before he died.

That old man once said something.

"Young man of the Xiao family, lifting the first brick will allow your physique and martial arts to improve by leaps and bounds. If one day you have no way out, then lift the third brick."

At the time, Xiao Jinghan thought he had gone mad.

The old monster from the previous dynasty, with his hands and feet severed and rotting in prison, still claimed to have mastered the best kung fu in the world.

Later, he lifted the first brick.

The Invincible Hegemon Art is hidden there.

He went from being a defenseless prisoner to someone who could break chains with his bare hands.

The secret manual in the third brick had such incredible prerequisites that he didn't practice it at the time.

He thought he could use his power to get out of prison and restore his country.

But last night, in the alley outside the prison, Lin Zhenshan's knife made him see something clearly.

He has a long way to go.

Now, he has no way out.

Xiao Jinghan reached out his hand, his fingertips gripping the edge of the blue brick.

The cracks between the bricks were stuffed with tarpaulin.

He unwrapped the tarpaulin.

Inside was a roll of very thin parchment.

" The Little Sunflower Chapter "

The first page contains only eight characters.

Without roots or hindrances, blood flows back to its origin.

Xiao Jinghan stared at it for a long time.

The candlelight shone through the iron bars of the cell, falling on the bloodstains on his face.

He pressed the parchment against his knees and chuckled softly.

"Old man."

"You're a real fortune teller."

He looked up again, gazing into the depths of the prison.

He spent another ten years in prison.

Crown Prince.

emperor.

The Gu Clan.

There's no need to rush this debt.

He has time now.

There's plenty of time.

Gu Moran listened to the emperor's rambling for most of the day before finally emerging from a side gate of the Hall of Supreme Ultimate.

The rain on the palace road had stopped, but water had accumulated in the cracks between the blue bricks, and when the wheels of a vehicle rolled over them, it splashed up fine mud.

The system panel refreshes at the edge of the field of view.

[The timeline for Xiao Jinghan's release from prison has been closed.]

[Destiny Route Shift: Risk of Prince Yi's Residence Decreases, Risk of the Eastern Palace Increases.]

[ Xiao Jinghan's target of hostility changes: Primary target of hatred is Crown Prince Gu Moyuan.]

[The power of Heavenly Dao's Dao manifested once more, causing Xiao Jinghan's martial prowess to increase abnormally.]

[The new cultivation method shows signs of contamination.]

Gu Moran's eyelids twitched.

pollute?

This word doesn't sound very proper.

Xiao Jinghan had just been dragged back to the imperial prison when he received another secret decree from his father, the emperor.

For an ordinary person, being able to breathe is considered a sign of resilience.

But the phrase "Son of Destiny" hanging on the system has never given him a moment's peace.

The image of Xiao Jinghan's face before he was dragged away flashed through his mind.

That guy won't accept his fate.

Just as Gu Moran was about to get into the carriage, the sound of horses' hooves came from the end of the palace road ahead.

Uncle Fu raised his hand, signaling the driver to stop.

A troop of the Grand Commandant's Residence's personal guards emerged from the mist.

Lin Zhenshan sat on his horse, the edges of his cloak still damp from the night, and the sword at his waist remained in place.

Gu Moran got out of the car voluntarily.

"Father-in-law."

Lin Zhenshan reined in his horse and stopped.

His gaze swept from Gu Moran's shoulders and back down to her feet.

Gu Moran's inner nerves tightened first.

Last night, in the alley outside the prison, he dodged Xiao Jinghan's attacks too easily.

Lin Zhenshan, that old martial artist, has a very sharp eye.

Lin Zhenshan dismounted.

"Come over."

Gu Moran glanced at the guards beside her, then at Uncle Fu.

There's no escaping it.

He had no choice but to take a few steps closer, still holding the medicine box.

"Father-in-law, don't scare me. I just came out of the palace. Even the Emperor said I was frightened."

Lin Zhenshan raised his hand.

The palm strike pressed down on Gu Moran's shoulder.

Gu Moran shifted his heel half an inch back, his shoulder turned to the side, and the medicine box almost slipped out of his arms.

Lin Zhenshan's palm stopped three inches in front of his shoulder.

The guards lowered their heads and pretended not to see.

Uncle Fu also lowered his head.

Gu Moran hugged the medicine box tightly again, a look of grievance on her face.

"Father-in-law, we're still on the palace road, please give me some face."

Lin Zhenshan looked down at his feet.

"It is indeed Sixth Rank."

Gu Moran a chill run down his spine.

Lin Zhenshan added, "He's only just entered the Sixth Rank."

Gu Moran swallowed.

"Maybe he's been running around a lot lately because he's afraid of getting scolded."

Lin Zhenshan's expression remained unchanged.

"You've mastered the 'Wind-Dismantling Hand' that Qingdai taught you, and now you're just relying on being afraid of being scolded?"

Gu Moran looked down at the medicine box.

The more you talk, the more mistakes you make; keeping quiet is the best policy.

Sigh, I'm not good at anything else, but I'm thick-skinned.

Lin Zhenshan stared at him for a moment, then suddenly said, "When you get back to the manor, stop pretending to be a good-for-nothing in front of her."

Gu Moran up.

Lin Zhenshan lowered his voice. "She's not stupid."

Gu Moran nodded. "I know."

"You know that, yet you still let her worry about you?"

Gu Moran couldn't bring herself to say that.

When Lin Qingdai handed over the Grand Commandant's Residence's token, she did not ask about the way back.

Gu Moran switched the medicine box to her other hand.

I will protect her.

Lin Zhenshan looked at him.

"It's not about protecting her."

"I can pretend I didn't see your family's messy affairs. But if you drag Qingdai into the infernos of the imperial prison, the imperial court, and the succession, and you can't protect her, I'll break your legs first, and then go to the palace to beg for forgiveness from His Majesty."

"Anyway, I only have this one daughter, and I've lived enough!"

Gu Moran felt a tightness in his back.

This is not meant to scare you.

Lin Zhenshan is really capable of doing that.

He bowed his head and said, "Don't worry, father-in-law."

Lin Zhenshan did not respond immediately.

The palace path smelled of mud after the rain, and the lights in the Hall of Supreme Ultimate in the distance were still on.

Lin Zhenshan scanned his surroundings to make sure no one was around, then took out a narrow wooden box from his pocket.

The wooden box was plain and wrapped in old cloth.

He handed it to Gu Moran.

Gu Moran reached out and took it; it was quite heavy.

"Father-in-law, this is..."

"A few miscellaneous books."

Lin Zhenshan looked at him. "It was cleared out of the Grand Commandant's Residence's treasury. It's mostly martial arts manuals, nothing important. The rest of the miscellaneous books will be delivered to the back gate of the Prince's mansion in a couple of days. I won't need your old manure cart."

Gu Moran pressed his fingertips against the edge of the wooden box.

Five words popped into my head first.

My father-in-law gave me some cakes.

Gu Moran dared not show his joy, but instead hugged the wooden box even tighter.

"Father-in-law, isn't this inappropriate?"

Lin Zhenshan looked at him coldly.

"Don't want?"

Gu Moran immediately changed her mind. "Yes."

As soon as he finished speaking, he added another sentence.

"I dare not refuse a gift from an elder."

Lin Zhenshan snorted coldly and spoke arrogantly.

"Don't try to fool me with your sour talk. You can read the book, but remember not to let Qingdai know that it was a gift from me."