Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower

Chapter 817: Nan Hou Xiang’s Fate

That was the last bit of kindness left on him.     

To let the other party no longer suffer in this world.     

"He will die in less than a week with his current vitality." Nan Hua didn't check Nan Shu Cheng's pulse, but she's also a doctor. She could estimate that Nan Shu Cheng's condition after being fed with that poison by Nan Si was exceptionally bad.     

The famous torture pill from Zhang Xu Kingdom truly deserved their name.     

It was good that the recipe was lost in time or Nan Hua would have to be more guarded when facing Zhang Xu Kingdom in the future.     

"Oh?" Old Master Nan arched his eyebrows and looked at Nan Hua. Seeing her serious expression, Old Master Nan sighed deeply.     

He never interfered in Nan Hua's revenge to Nan Shu Cheng.     

Because of that, no matter how much mess she had caused in his residence, Old Master Nan always turned blind eye to it. Even the fact that Nan Shu Cheng was pulled up by Nan Hua and then brought down so fast like this, he stayed quiet and did nothing.     

Nan Shu Cheng had offended a lot of people.     

And what he had done to Nan Hua was indeed something that Old Master Nan couldn't forgive himself.     

"He simply reap what he sow."     

Nan Hua never arranged for Nan Shu Cheng to collaborate with the traitors because she definitely couldn't do that. She knew how much Old Master Nan loved Fei Yang Kingdom, so she couldn't betray the kingdom.     

But of course, she would never truly show her stance when she was part of Dark Moon Organization.     

Being affiliated will only be their weakness in this stage.     

"Yeah, he did." Old Master Nan let out a bitter laugh and closed his eyes. His mind was swirling with countless thoughts.     

At this point, Nan Hua also stopped speaking.     

She knew that her grandfather needed time to sort out his thoughts and feelings. Because of that, she would not disturb him and let him come to terms with it on his own. No matter what her grandfather decided, she will support him.     

Looking at the scenery outside from the window, Nan Hua was thinking about the original story.     

The original Nan Hua was unlucky for having such a parent.     

But she was also lucky to have a caring grandfather and also the others who had accompanied her for so many years.     

Still, there was some kind of uneasy feeling within Nan Hua's heart.     

If these all doesn't belong to her, what right for her to enjoy it all?     

But Nan Hua didn't dwell on the thoughts for a long time and pushed all of her thoughts away. This is her current life and all she could do was simply to live her life to the fullest.     

As for Nan Shu Cheng?     

It was only her kindness to Old Master Nan that allowed her to let him finally died with this execution. No matter what, Old Master Nan cared for his son greatly and Nan Hua didn't want her grandfather to be in pain for a long time.         

…     

The other three members of the Nan Family were sent to prison. The other two concubines were already sent away to their own paternal families. Only Concubine Mei was left because of her daughter.     

And the other one was Nan Hou Xiang.     

Right now, Nan Hou Xiang was still obediently following the other soldiers. He could see that they didn't have any plan to kill him. Since they sent him to prison, it meant that there was still a chance for him to stay alive.     

But how it would be, it was still unknown.     

He gritted his teeth as he thought about the ending he would get. Life might be harder, but he believed that he would be able to reclaim everything that belonged to him. No one else could stop him.     

Even though he was already in this condition, Nan Hou Xiang was still confident in himself.     

He's a talented young man. There will definitely be people who were attracted to his talent and chose to use him.     

"Get in."     

The words from the guards caused Nan Hou Xiang to be startled. He looked at the damp and dark prison in front of him. Coupled with some disgusting smell lingering around, Nan Hou Xiang really couldn't imagine himself living here.     

Gritting his teeth, Nan Hou Xiang slowly walked into the prison, looking at the surroundings before turning around.     

"Will I be released?"     

"Normally, no, but it seems that some people like you." The guard scoffed. Many times, the entire family would have been killed off. But the Nan Family had some complicated relationships here and there. "Lucky you."     

Nan Hou Xiang grinned lightly. Since it was the case, he knew that he would definitely be able to get out of here. Even if he was involved in the matter of releasing news, killing people, and so on, he was still pardoned because of his young age.     

Right now, he was glad that he was only 13 years old.     

At this age, boys were far from growing up and still considered to be children. Even if his brain developed faster and he grew up earlier, it didn't change the fact that he was someone who had talent.     

They would definitely release him.     

He was sure of that.     

Just as Nan Hou Xiang was silently gloating, he noticed someone was coming. The steps sounded different from the heavy steps of the guards. In fact, it sounded rather light.     

Nan Hou Xiang had learned martial arts and naturally learned how to differentiate or identify people through their steps. His eyes narrowed when he saw a hooded man coming in.     

'That robe… an official?'     

The man, Song Chuan, glanced at Nan Hou Xiang in front of him with a look of pity. Since Long Qian Xing had decided what to do with this young man in front of him, there was no other fate that he could have.     

"What is it?" the guard asked the man. He was not unfamiliar with this person.     

Song Chuan took out a bag of money. "Lend him to me for a moment."         

The guard looked at the bag and then tested how heavy it was. He immediately grinned. "Sure."     

Nan Hou Xiang felt that it must be something bad. He was just about to scream when the lock opened and the hooded man coming in then clamped his mouth shut. Even though the other party didn't look strong, it seemed to be completely different.     

"Mhmphh!!!"     

While Nan Hou Xiang was struggling, Song Chuan took out the bottle Long Qian Xing had given him before. He opened the bottle and then forced the content into Nan Hou Xiang's throat.     

*gurgle* *gurgle*     

No matter how much Nan Hou Xiang struggled, he couldn't release himself from Song Chuan's grip. No matter what, there was a difference in age and physique between the two of them.     

Thunk!     

*cough* *cough* *cough*     

Falling to the ground, Nan Hou Xiang tried his best to vomit whatever liquid was forced down to his throat. However, he felt that he couldn't do anything and looked at the hooded man in disbelief.     

"What did you give to me?" His voice was hoarse.     

"Something good." Song Chuan chuckled. He bent down and looked at Nan Hou Xiang. Looking at the stubborn look in the boy's eyes, he knew very well that Nan Hou Xiang was someone who prided himself on being talented.     

He was proud of himself, not knowing that there were a lot of people who were more talented than him out there.     

He thought of himself as the best.     

How pitiful.     

"When you get out, find a way to meet me at this address if you wish to control the poison inside your body." Song Chuan stood up and looked at Nan Hou Xiang. "That is if you don't want to die."     

Nan Hou Xiang's face was stricken with horror when he heard what Song Chuan said. He looked at the bamboo strip in front of him, coming to the realization that his life was now in the hand of the man in front of him.     

"You…"     

"Whether you want to come or not, it's up to you." Song Chuan stood up and dusted the nonexistent dust on his robe. "Let me tell you one thing, Nan Hou Xiang. Geniuses mean nothing if they can't grow up in the end."     

Nan Hou Xiang was stunned.     

He stayed still in his place as he watched Song Chuan leave and the guard from before return. The word from Song Chuan rang in his mind in a loop.     

'Geniuses mean nothing if they can't grow up in the end.'     

In the end, if he couldn't survive and properly grow up, his talent meant nothing. There were a lot of geniuses in the entire world, but how many of them actually succeeded when they grew up?     

That is if they managed to grow up.     

Trees above the tree line would attract attention and cause the wind to force them to fall down.     

Nan Hou Xiang gritted his teeth as his fingers clenched onto the bamboo strip in his hand. He didn't want to die. He didn't want a life where his life was controlled, but what choice did he have?         

There were only two choices.     

Die or follow this order.     

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