Hou Ye's palm heart is a black lotus

Chapter 756 Information (First Update)
Shui Xingqiu narrowed his eyes, his expression cold.

“That’s just his nature, Your Highness should have known long ago.”

"Can--"

Tuoba Yu choked, momentarily at a loss for words, and could only grit his teeth and slam his fist on the edge of the bed in frustration.
"This person is cunning, treacherous, and extremely selfish; he cannot be trusted!"

Shui Xingqiu was also extremely dissatisfied with Xiao Chenglin, but seeing Tuoba Yu's attitude, he still advised, "How can those who are not of our kind be of one mind? In any case, His Highness is now out of trouble, so whether he speaks or not is no longer important."

Tuoba Yu was indignant, but he also knew that what he said made sense, so he could only mutter under his breath, "With such a petty mind, he will never amount to anything in the future!"

He took a deep breath and looked up, staring intently at Shui Xingqiu.

"Teacher, there's one more thing. That Ye Yunfeng has caused me so much trouble—I truly hate him! I beg you, teacher, to help me!"

Shui Xingqiu frowned slightly.

It's easy to say, but hard to do.

Especially after his secret investigation in Beijing these past two days, he discovered that this matter was indeed troublesome.

Firstly, Ye Yunfeng was in the military camp in the west of the city all day, so he had no chance to make a move. Secondly, Ye Chutang was indeed quite capable.

These siblings have many powerful backers. If something really happens, even he might not be able to escape unscathed.

Although Shui Xingqiu was arrogant, he was not stupid.

He wouldn't do something that would involve taking a huge risk.

Even if it's difficult to explain to the king, it's still better than being trapped here!

His resolve has wavered.

“I understand Your Highness’s feelings, but we are still on someone else’s territory. We must be careful with every move we make. If we make another mistake, I’m afraid we will have to pay an even greater price.”

This statement, which was half statement and half threat, immediately brought Tuoba Yu to his senses.

Yes!

Nanhu has already been ripped off once in order to redeem him. If it happens a second time, then... he himself will have no face to go back!
"Should we... just let it go like this!?"

How could he accept this!
Shui Xingqiu said, "Your Highness, rest assured, we still have a few days before we leave. In the meantime, I will try to find an opportunity. Even if I can't take his life, it would be good to get some interest back. As for the rest... we have plenty of time in the future, don't you think?"

……

Heaven Prison.

In the dimly lit, foul-smelling cell, Fan Chengzhuo, with his hands and feet in shackles, slumped dejectedly in a corner.

His hair was disheveled, his tattered and dirty prison uniform was stained with blood, both fresh and old, and he exuded a strong, unpleasant odor.

Da da.

The sound of the jailer's footsteps startled him, sending a chill down his spine.

He looked up in terror, desperately shrinking back, shaking his head repeatedly, his eyes filled with resistance.

"no no……"

The jailer stood at the cell door, carrying the same tattered tray he brought every day.

On it lay a piece of meat that had just been cut off.

The jailer shouted,

"Hey, it's time."

Seeing this scene, those terrible memories from before came flooding back, and Fan Chengzhuo trembled like a leaf, his face filled with despair.

Another jailer opened the door, and the two of them walked in one after the other.

Fan Chengzhuo knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing, pleading, "Please! Please!"

The jailer carrying the tray spat on the ground and said impatiently, "Alright, stop wasting time here. Be smart and stop forcing us to take action every time."

Previously, Fan Chengzhuo refused to eat, so they broke his clothes open and forced him to eat.

Several of his teeth were even knocked out during this time.

Every time that piece of meat entered his mouth, Fan Chengzhuo would vomit violently, expelling all his bile.

But every day, this punishment continues as before. It's worse than death!

Fan Chengzhuo's forehead was bleeding from the impact.

The jailer carrying the tray suddenly chuckled, "Lord Fan, why are you doing this?"

They'd rather suffer this torture than confess!
He squatted down, picked up the piece of meat, and placed it in front of Fan Chengzhuo.

Fan Chengzhuo was about to back away when he was grabbed and held down.

"Actually, Lord Fan, you don't need to react so strongly," the jailer clicked his tongue. "Anyway, it's not your son's flesh, so why can't you eat it?"

what! ?

Fan Chengzhuo looked up in surprise, a glimmer of hope rising in his heart—could it be that his master had secretly intervened?
But the next moment, the jailer said, "Oh, you don't know yet? That Zheng Baosu isn't your son at all!"

Fan Chengzhuo was completely stunned. "W-what did you say?"

The jailer sighed, patted him on the shoulder, and even showed a hint of sympathy.

“The people from your hometown have all told you that your child died not long after you gave him away. When you went to ask about it later, they were afraid that you would feel resentful if you found out, so they adopted another child from outside and lied to you, saying that was your son, who is now Zheng Baosu!”

“At that time, you were already in high school with a bright future. Offending you could lead to all sorts of retaliation. Finding a child to take your place would preserve the family's prosperity. It's understandable that they would do that…”

"impossible!"

Fan Chengzhuo suddenly shouted, veins bulging on his forehead.

With a strength he didn't know he came from, he broke free of the jailer's grasp.

The jailer simply stood up and stepped back, casually tossing the piece of meat in front of him and shrugging. "This matter has already spread in private. Don't you believe it, Lord Fan? No wonder I found it strange from the beginning. Zheng Baosu didn't look much like you... So, he's not your child at all!"

Fan Chengzhuo couldn't believe it; his mind went completely blank.

Seeing his condition, the jailer offered words of comfort.

"Lord Fan, you don't need to be sad. Although they deceived you, they were also implicated because of you. Isn't that a form of revenge? Besides, if it weren't for this incident, we probably wouldn't have been able to trace your hometown or discover this huge secret!"

Fan Chengzhuo couldn't listen anymore; his mind was a complete mess.

The jailer shrugged. "Believe it or not, starting tomorrow, you won't have to suffer like this anymore. Even the worst prison food is better than eating human flesh, isn't it?"

With that, he kicked it, turned around, picked up the tray, and left.

Fan Chengzhuo suddenly spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Wait!"

The jailer turned around.

Fan Chengzhuo's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he was going crazy.

"I request an audience with His Majesty!"

……

Qiyuan Hall.

Emperor Mu Wu lay half-reclined on the dragon bed, while Ye Chutang took his pulse beside him.

“Your Majesty has been overworked lately. Based on your previous recovery, we could have reduced your medication starting today.” Ye Chutang shook her head in disapproval. “It seems we’ll have to postpone it for a few more days.”

Emperor Mu Wu sighed.

"I have indeed felt much more tired these past few days, and I haven't been sleeping well at night."

Ye Chutang nodded knowingly, "Then shall I add some calming medicine for you?"

Actually, everyone knows that adding this medicine won't help. With all these recent events, anyone would probably have trouble sleeping.

However, Emperor Muwu nodded nonetheless.

"Alright."

Just then, a palace servant rushed in to report.

"Your Majesty! Fan Chengzhuo requests an audience! He says he has important matters to inform Your Majesty!"