The Art of Sealing with Golden Needles Xianzong stood at the gates of the Imperial Study, watching Chengguan and Gu Xinglang’s group disappear into the distance. With them out of sight, his nerves returned—he was plotting to kill Mo Wen. Was this really something he could pull off? Inside the departing carriage, Chengguan chose to…

A Plan to Kill Mo Wen Gu Xinglang looked at his legs, still unable to move properly. Kill Mo Wen? Even if he could ride and fight as before, he still couldn’t kill Mo Wen! Who had gone mad—him, his father-in-law, or Master Chengguan? Xianzong had been rambling for a while and was annoyed at…

“Daughter, You’re Too Dumb. Did the Empress Know?” That autumn afternoon, what exactly Chengguan and Xianzong discussed remained a mystery—no one knew except those two. Even the shadow guards who normally never left Xianzong’s side—not even when he was sleeping with his consorts—were ordered out of the imperial study. By the time Xiao Wei found…

Grandmaster Chengguan Is Also a Ruthless Man As the legitimate son of a general’s household, Gu Xinglang really didn’t know much about poison. When Yu Xiaoxiao mentioned poisoning Mo Wen, he could only shake his head and say, “I can’t do that.” Yu Xiaoxiao asked, “Why not?” “I don’t know how,” Gu Xinglang said honestly.…

Forgotten in the Rivers and Lakes Xianzong thought through all his ministers and realized—none of them could help. Was there a more pitiful emperor in the world than him? From depression, His Majesty spiraled straight into despair. Xiao Wei, watching his monarch remain silent for a long time, could only gently remind, “Your Majesty, those…

A Confused Imperial Father-in-Law The two young attendants tossed Qingyu into the dense forest and then promptly ran back to rejoin the northbound caravan. Whether she lived or died—why would two youths from Zhuri care about the life of a slave girl from Fengtian? Qingyu lay face-down amidst the fallen leaves. Towering trees surrounded her,…

A Wife’s Stomach Is a Bottomless Pit Gu Xinglang found Yu Xiaoxiao near the city gate’s marketplace, where his wife was currently standing with Xiao Wei in front of a bun stall, staring eagerly at the steamer waiting for buns to finish cooking. It was Xiao Wei who spotted Gu Xinglang first. “Princess, Prince Consort…

Too Long Apart for Sorrow to Take Root While Yu Xiaoxiao was still brawling outside the northern gates, Gu Xinglang had already brought Miss Zhao Third to the vicinity of the Zhao residence. After the carriage stopped, he looked at her and said, “Go home.” Seeing that Gu Xinglang truly had no intention of stopping…

Never Say Your Surname Is Zhao Again While Yu Xiaoxiao was still busy brawling outside the north gate, Gu Xinglang had already brought Miss Zhao Third to the vicinity of the Zhao residence. The carriage stopped, and Gu Xinglang looked at the young lady who had just stepped down and said plainly, “You can go…

An Unvirtuous Wife Brings a Fallen Home When Xiao Wei reached the official road outside the north gate, Jing Mo and his group were already far in the distance. Watching his princess standing calmly, not flushed or winded, Xiao Wei began to seriously question himself—was his lightness skill really that bad? Yu Xiaoxiao looked at…