Forgotten Legend of the Bloodied Flower novel Chapter 793

Chapter 793: Torture (1)

Nan Shu Cheng walked outside and saw his second son standing in front of the gate. His expression was still as cold as ever.

The son he used to be proud of was actually the son of a traitor.

There was basically no more good future waiting for Nan Hou Xiang anymore.

The good dream he hoped to have this son of his as a successor couldn’t be realized. Even if they chose to spare the children of the Nan Family, they wouldn’t be able to live well with the background they had.

And right now, Nan Shu Cheng didn’t want to care.

He didn’t want to see anyone who had a relationship with Qu Family.

Their sight only made him think about his failure to recognize the fact that they were all people who only wanted to use Nan Family. How could he possibly bear to see and look back at his own failure?

The past few months have been very hectic.

It challenged him mentally and physically to the point that he felt he was going crazy. He didn’t want to torture himself more by looking at these people.

Bang!

The gate was closed loudly and Nan Shu Cheng walked away. He felt that seeing these people would only make him even angrier.

Out of sight, out of mind.

Nan Hou Xiang watched his father’s back and his fingers were clenched into a fist. However, he also knew very well how bad their situation was.

A traitor is a heavy accusation and offense.

It was enough to warrant an immediate execution, but their family was still given a day before the trial official began. It meant that not everyone in their family would be killed, but how they would end up was still unclear.

*sob* *sob*

Listening to his mother’s crying, Nan Hou Xiang felt really bad. He wanted to step forward and console his mother yet at the same time, he also remembered her cold words and gaze back then.

It was to the point he wondered whether his mother ever treated him more than a tool to gain Nan Shu Cheng’s affection.

She didn’t even trust him.

What she wanted was his value as her son that could help her to establish her power in this residence.

Everyone was using each other.

But how much they actually used the others was reflected in how they treated themselves and others. Those who only think of themselves will never care about other people wholeheartedly.

They only treated others well when they could give them enough benefits.

And Qu Fei Jiao only treated Nan Hou Xiang well because she knew that only through her son could she possibly gain a foothold in this residence. But now that things had ended this way, the question of whether they could stay alive or not had become the main point.

And Nan Hou Xiang’s relationship with his mother had worsened badly over the past few weeks.

The two of them couldn’t even eat dinner together without ending in a worse mood. The two of them no longer trust each other and Qu Fei Jiao keeps on blaming him for not being able to repair her relationship with Nan Shu Cheng.

Even Nan Hou Xiang was tired of hearing it.

He’s still a young man, only 13 years old, yet he had to listen to his mother’s ranting and accusations.

It was enough.

Besides…

He was not qualified to be the one to console his mother.

Nan Hou Xiang stood there for a while before turning around. He knew better about what his uncle did.

Because he was the one who helped his uncle.

After the servant who was responsible for delivering the news ended up passing away because of Qu Fei Jiao’s stupidity, Master Qu came to Nan Hou Xiang. He told her that as long as he helped him to gather some news from Nan Family, he would give him many things.

Nan Hou Xiang wanted to become better.

He wanted to be more useful, so he agreed with his uncle’s request.

Using his status as the Second Young Master Nan, he often entered the library, recorded the few things he listened to, and then put the scrolls he prepared in the secret areas. When it was time, he would deliver the letter to his uncle.

No one usually checked the library.

After all, it was only used for study and only Nan Hou Xiang would go there from time to time for his study, so this method was very useful. And among that many scrolls in the library, how much time would be needed to find the one he sneaked in?

Thus, he became his uncle’s messenger.

At that time, he didn’t know exactly what his uncle was planning very clearly.

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