So, you are going to rebel?
The moment these words left her mouth, even Lin Qingyan herself was stunned.
It was too direct.
But the words had been spoken and could not be taken back.
Lin Qingyan could only remain calm, looking at Gu Chengyin, waiting for his reaction.
After all, no matter who it was, hearing the utterly treasonous words Gu Chengyin had just spoken would elicit such a reaction.
However, Lin Qingyan did not mind it much; in fact, she felt inexplicably a little happy.
She had always disliked Emperor Luo anyway. If it were not for Luo Zhao, she would not even bother paying attention to Emperor Luo.
Yet Gu Chengyin had spoken such words right in front of her.
What did this mean?
It meant Gu Chengyin trusted her.
Right at this moment, the moonlight fully emerged from behind the clouds.
Gu Chengyin's face was clearly visible in the moonlight. His pupils shrank sharply at first, and then the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched twice.
It was as if he wanted to laugh but could not, ultimately forming an expression of not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Lin Qingyan and Luo Zhao were indeed family; they were exactly the same in their bluntness.
Gu Chengyin raised a hand and rubbed the bridge of his nose, his movements carrying obvious helplessness.
Auntie, you cannot put it like that.
Lin Qingyan did not reply, merely watching him quietly.
Gu Chengyin interlaced his fingers and rested his elbows on his knees, adopting a posture for a serious conversation.
Her Highness is the Crown Princess, the future Empress.
After His Majesty passes away, it is only right and proper for the heir to ascend the throne.
So what I am doing is not called rebelling, but rather preparing for a rainy day. After all...
Gu Chengyin paused, revealing a meaningful look:
What if His Majesty fails to pass away?
Lin Qingyan's fingertips tightened within her sleeves.
Her mind raced, deducing the meaning behind these words and Gu Chengyin's motives.
She deduced all the possible consequences this matter could trigger, and then she asked:
So you borrowed my name to show goodwill to Luo Yanchen's people?
Gu Chengyin shook his head.
Auntie, what goodwill? I have not said anything, nor have I done anything.
Lin Qingyan furrowed her brows.
This answer was beyond her expectations.
According to common sense, Gu Chengyin should either deny, admit, or justify it.
But he said he had not done anything.
What was this?
Sophistry?
Gu Chengyin saw Lin Qingyan's confusion and suddenly spoke as if giving a formal report:
The Governor of Luoshui Commandery hosted a banquet at the City Lord's Estate in Dawn City.
As the head of the inspection team, I refused multiple times. Not only did I not attend the banquet, but I also followed Lord Jingzhe to learn from her.
Gu Chengyin's speaking speed began to increase, as if reciting a carefully prepared script:
As for where I stayed or what I ate, I never paid any attention to it.
My eyes only saw Lord Jingzhe's majestic stature, astonishing broad-mindedness, and absolute loyalty in protecting the Great Luo.
Gu Chengyin paused, emphasizing his tone:
And every single one of these traits is worth my repeated study, which is why I never participated in any banquets or social engagements.
Fan Pavilion? Is that not where Lord Jingzhe is staying?
What, does your Censorate have some dissatisfaction with the Heavenly Master Mansion?
After saying this, Gu Chengyin put on an innocent expression.
Lin Qingyan: ...
She fell silent.
A little shocked.
Shocked by the thickness of Gu Chengyin's skin.
But she knew Gu Chengyin was not joking.
He was serious.
Seriously speaking a paragraph that was entirely factual, yet simultaneously entirely a lie.
It was absurd, but very effective.
Lin Qingyan's mind began to review all the details of tonight:
Fan Pavilion was the best restaurant in Dawn City. The Heaven-tier rooms had an excellent view and could overlook the City Lord's Estate.
With Gu Chengyin here, Li Shiyuan would definitely know.
It was perfectly normal for Lin Qingyan to stay here. She was Jingzhe of the Heavenly Master Mansion, a Golden Core cultivator with a transcendent status.
Even the Censorate would not dare utter a single word of complaint.
Gu Chengyin was clearly piggybacking on her reputation. To outsiders, this equated to her supporting Gu Chengyin.
And the most important thing was that Gu Chengyin accepted Li Shiyuan's invitation.
He stayed in Dawn City for one night, but did not attend the welcoming banquet at the City Lord's Estate.
On the surface, it was upright and incorruptible; in reality, it was a dual stance:
Willing to stay for one night, this was a show of goodwill.
But not attending the banquet, this was a reminder.
A reminder that they could make contact, but could not get too close.
At least, not too close on the surface.
Because man proposes, but Heaven watches.
Who was Heaven?
Emperor Luo.
Furthermore, Gu Chengyin staying in her room all night was the most fatal move.
Li Shiyuan's people would report back: Vice Minister Gu spent the entire night in Lord Jingzhe's room.
What did this mean?
It meant the two had a close relationship, meaning the Heavenly Master Mansion might truly be supporting him from behind.
But all of these were just possibilities, guesses, and inferences.
There was no substantive evidence.
From start to finish, Gu Chengyin only did one thing: he followed Lin Qingyan and checked into Fan Pavilion.
Yet even if the Censorate's memorial was presented to Emperor Luo's desk, it would not matter if Emperor Luo saw through it.
Would Emperor Luo spare Gu Chengyin's life just because he did not see through it?
As for what Li Shiyuan thought, or what Luo Yanchen thought, that was their business.
Gu Chengyin said nothing.
He simply appeared at the right time in the right place, and then did nothing.
And let everyone guess for themselves.
The deeper they guessed, the deeper they sank.
Lin Qingyan took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled.
She suddenly realized that Gu Chengyin was a bit too smart.
Even smarter than her Empress sister.
Smart enough to pass truth off as a lie, and a lie as truth.
Smart enough to make everyone follow his script without anyone being able to catch anything to use against him.
This made Lin Qingyan inevitably a little worried: could Luo Zhao really handle Gu Chengyin?
Based on her understanding of Luo Zhao, it seemed a bit difficult.
Perhaps...
She should help Luo Zhao.
I wrongfully blamed you for this matter.
Lin Qingyan took the initiative to apologize, simultaneously admitting that she had been too emotional.
Gu Chengyin's eyes lit up, and he immediately replied:
Auntie, just as I said earlier.
You are Her Highness's aunt, which makes you my aunt.
I mean these words seriously.
Gu Chengyin had said this more than once.
But this time, Lin Qingyan heard a different flavor in it.
Before, it was probing, pulling strings, building an alliance.
Saying it now was a promise.
Gu Chengyin was promising that no matter what happened in the future.
No matter how much he schemed, planned, or utilized others.
He would never hurt Luo Zhao, nor would he hurt her.
Because she was Luo Zhao's aunt.
This realization made the tip of Lin Qingyan's heart tremble.
She did not know why.
She found herself somewhat hating this identity.
She did not hate Luo Zhao.
Rather, she hated being Gu Chengyin's aunt.
So Lin Qingyan looked away.
Her gaze landed on the night sky outside the window, on the distant City Lord's Estate where the lights had already gone out.
It landed on anywhere that could distract her.
But from the corner of her eye, she could still see Gu Chengyin, see that trace of a sincere expression on his face.
See the temperature in his eyes that made her heart flutter with panic.
Thus, Lin Qingyan muttered softly:
Auntie again...
ap a wealthy young lady? Or else I'll be eliminated by the system? Ye Feng, who awakened the Kidnapper System, originally wanted to live a peaceful life but never imagined he would become a kidnapper of young women. However, after some time, he discovered that all the girls the system ordered him to kidnap were far from ordinary. "Big brother Ye Feng~ You've kidnapped my heart, and now you're not allowed to leave me ever again~" "Ye Feng~ You kidnapped me back then, now it's my turn to capture you♡" "Little Feng, you're mine! You can only be mine!" "Ye Feng, none of them deserve you. Only I love you the most♡" ... This is madness, they've all gone mad! Wait, what? Why are all the girls I kidnapped yanderes?!
s + Rent Collection Wealth】 At the start, he inherited a rundown house in the urban village from his grandfather. The house had no tenants, but the moment he was diagnosed with a terminal illness, a self-proclaimed empress from the Tianxuan Continent arrived as his first tenant. Ye Chuan soon discovered that with every new tenant moving in, not only did he receive massive daily payments, but he also obtained unique items related to their backgrounds. 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Tiger Strength Pill—dramatically enhances physical power!】 【Acquired Bai Qianshuang’s related item: Deer Blood Pill—significantly boosts vitality!】 …… From that day on, all sorts of bizarre tenants began appearing in the house: the empress from Tianxuan Continent, an apocalyptic sorceress from the Magic Realm, a mysterious scientific girl who fell through a spacetime rift… Every single day, he received strange, powerful items and endless money. Then one day, he suddenly realized—he had become invincible. Enough, enough! Stop giving me more!
nd fell into a coma while saving his younger sister from an out-of-control car. He became a vegetable. No one knew that his consciousness had crossed into a world of cultivation. Over the course of sixty years, he began as the lowest kind of mine slave, struggling to survive amid mountains of corpses and seas of blood. By sheer chance, he eventually obtained the complete memories of a fallen Immortal King. Alchemy, medicine, formations, feng shui, physiognomy, artifact forging… Every great inheritance of the cultivation world was now his. But when he opened his eyes again, he discovered that ten full years had passed in the modern world. To pay for his treatment, his father had sold the family’s shop and house, leaving himself covered in lasting injuries and illness. His mother had cared for him day and night, and more than half of her hair had already turned white. His younger sister, who had been only fifteen back then, was now twenty-five. To help repay the family’s debts, she had been forced to lower her head and put on a smiling face in places of glittering lights and endless revelry. Only then did Chen Xuan understand that what he had lost was not merely ten years. He had lost the life his entire family was meant to have. The good news was that he had brought back the memories of an Immortal King’s entire lifetime. The bad news was that his soul had returned alone—his cultivation had not come with him. Spiritual energy was scarce, resources were depleted, and the modern world still had firearms, surveillance, capital, and laws. If he wanted to protect his family, break free from everyone’s control, and become truly invincible beneath the heavens, he would have to start all over again.
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
