On Our Wedding Night, My Future Daughter Sent Me a Blood Letter

On his first day after transmigrating to the Great Qian dynasty, Qin Chuan became the legitimate eldest son of the Marquis of Zhenbei, who had been incapacitated for three years. In the bridal chamber, his new wife held a knife to keep him at bay. The wine on the table had been poisoned, and the steward stood guard outside, waiting for him to die so he could seize the last of the main branch’s estate. At that critical moment, a blood letter appeared on the family’s black jade heirloom, visible only to Qin Chuan. 【Dad, don’t drink the wine! There’s a Dragon-Locking Needle hidden below your right shoulder. If you die tonight, they’ll kill Mom too!】 One blood letter after another from his future daughter showed Qin Chuan the Qin family’s most tragic fate in advance. He removed the Dragon-Locking Needle, recovered his cultivation, faked his death to catch the culprit, reclaimed the storeroom, defeated his cousin, and took back the family business. They had spent the past three years taking from him. Now he would make them give it all back, with interest! But just as Qin Chuan thought the future was finally getting better, another blood letter appeared. 【Dad, you were supposed to die in three days, but now Mom is the one who will die.】 【Also, whatever you do, don’t trust Grandpa.】 But Qin Chuan’s father had already died in battle three years ago.