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Shen Jinmo did not see Xia Hong immediately after entering the palace. Instead, he was led to a side hall by Eunuch Lin, who personally accompanied and served him.

This eunuch in front of the emperor was always by Xia Hong's side except when he was sleeping. Shen Jinmo naturally understood why Xia Hong summoned him into the palace in such a hurry.

If nothing unexpected happens, Xia Hong must be in the Dark Guard Division at this time, listening to Sui Yi's report.

As for why the two were separated as soon as they entered Luoan, it was naturally because they were afraid that if they gave the two enough time, they would not be able to get the real information.

In fact, Xia Hong has never changed. He doesn't trust anyone.

Eunuch Lin originally thought that after two months of sweet and sweet life in the south, Shen Jinmo would become a little more mellow.

But when I saw this person again, he seemed even more difficult to approach than when he left Luoan.

For example, now, just sitting there and doing nothing can make this side hall with floor heating feel cool.

This made Eunuch Lin wonder if there was something fishy going on between the two of them.

Xia Hong hasn't come back for such a long time, so Eunuch Lin knew that something big might happen today, so he wanted to find out something from Shen Jinmo, so as not to offend Xia Hong later:

"Lord Shen looks much better after returning from Gusu. I often hear people say that Jiangsu and Zhejiang are the best places for people to grow up, and now I see that it is true."

Eunuch Lin's ability to tell lies with open eyes has improved.

"Not bad." Shen Leng responded.

Eunuch Lin pinched Fuchen and asked, "How is Mr. Xie's health now?"

"It's okay." He only responded with two words.

Shen Jinmo picked up the teacup and drank the tea. He told Eunuch Lin very bluntly that he didn't want to say more now.

No matter what Eunuch Lin asked, his answer was only two words.

However, Eunuch Lin could tell from the slightly furrowed brows of Shen Jinmo when he mentioned Xie Nanxing that there must be someone in Luo An who was so blind as to touch Xie Nanxing.

The person who made Xia Hong stay away for such a long time must be of high status.

Eunuch Lin had the answer in his heart, which was Xia Hong’s answer to Shen Jinmo’s new positioning: a killing weapon.

The silence in the side hall was broken by Xia Ling, who came with his personal eunuch. Eunuch Lin took the initiative to step forward and bowed: "Your servant greets His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Upon hearing this, Shen Jinmo stood up from his chair. The moment he looked up at Xia Ling, the smile in his eyes made Xia Ling's heart inexplicably tighten.

Walking slightly forward, Shen Jinmo saluted towards Xia Ling: "I greet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Xia Ling personally helped Shen Jinmo up: "Wang Heng, you and I are brothers. There is no need to be so distant when we meet privately in the future."

Shen Jinmo stood opposite Xia Ling and said, "I am not worthy of being a family member of the Crown Prince. The only family member I have now is Xie Nanxing."

Xia Ling snorted and laughed. If he couldn't hear the hidden meaning of Shen Jinmo's words, then he really had no brains.

It was impossible for him and Shen Jinmo to become brothers because he intended to destroy Shen Jinmo's only family.

He waved to Eunuch Lin, who then kindly led all the palace staff out of the hall, giving Xia Ling, the Eastern Palace, enough face.

How could Eunuch Lin, the eunuch most trusted by Xia Hong, give face to Xia Ling in this side hall of the Golden Palace?

Since it was given, it was Xia Hong who wanted to give it.

Xia Ling looked up at Shen Jinmo in front of him and reminded him:

"Wang Heng, I am now more favored by my father. The future ruler of this country must be me, not the twelve-year-old Xiao Jiu. Don't be impulsive and take the wrong path."

Xie Nanxing was just a male favorite, and Xia Ling really didn't believe that Shen Jinmo would give up the power that was within his reach for a man.

Without any ripples on his face, Shen Jinmo returned to the seat where he had just sat and said slowly, "Your Highness the Crown Prince, I don't understand what you are saying. I only have the Emperor as my master, and I will only listen to the Emperor."

"As for my family, as long as I am loyal to the emperor and can share his worries, the emperor will make arrangements."

"Master Shen, are you determined to go against me?" The warning turned into a direct threat: "How can you, a second-rank general of the Imperial Guards, go head-on with me, the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace?"

"I don't dare."

This sentence, neither light nor heavy, made Xia Ling punch the cotton pillow.

I felt a surge of rage, but had no place to vent it.

The moment Xia Ling saw Shen Jinmo, he understood that Shen Jinmo must have just returned to Luoan today and was going to the palace to complain to Xia Hong.

Of course, he couldn't just let Shen Jinmo say whatever he wanted, so he left the East Palace the moment he received the news. However, he happened to meet the eunuch who came to deliver the imperial edict on the way. Xia Ling felt that Shen Jinmo must have slandered him with Xia Hong.

But when he arrived at this side hall, he realized that Shen Jinmo probably had not met Xia Hong yet.

Since he hadn't seen it, Xia Ling naturally had to give more advice: "When Lord Shen meets the emperor later, I hope you can know what to say and what not to say."

Familiar footsteps were heard outside the house. Shen Jinmo simply ignored Xia Ling's threat, walked out of the side hall and headed towards the direction of the Holy Chariot.

"Your servant Shen Jinmo has returned to pay homage to our emperor, long live the emperor."

Xia Hong sat on the imperial sedan chair and raised one hand slightly: "You boy, get up and let me take a good look at you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Shen Jinmo stood up from the ground, raised his head slightly and looked at Xia Hong for a moment, with a faint smile in his eyes, which was completely different from the way he treated Xia Ling.

After all, Shen Jinmo is now Xia Hong's dog, so naturally he has to wag his tail at Xia Hong.

The imperial sedan chair moved forward again. Shen Jinmo straightened his back and walked forward beside Xia Hong.

"I have never had such a carefree two months in the twelve years since I ascended the throne. You have a lovely husband by your side, and you have been able to enjoy yourself for such a long time. I am envious of you."

The smile on Shen Jinmo's face grew a little bigger, and his voice was filled with relief: "Fortunately, the emperor allowed me to go in person. If I had gone a step later, Xie Nanxing would have died."

Xia Hong's friendly expression was filled with worry: "What's going on?"

"Xie Nanxing was born with such an outstanding appearance. There are many people with ulterior motives out there. Without the protection of the emperor and his ministers, those evildoers will reveal their true colors."

"But those people didn't get anything good either. They all died in my hands."

Shen Jinmo told Xia Hong very frankly that he knew the truth about Xie Nanxing, but he would leave it to Xia Hong how to deal with him in the end.

Xia Hong was so good to him, he believed that Xia Hong would not let him suffer this injustice for nothing.

The imperial sedan stopped at the foot of the golden palace's jade steps. Xia Hong looked into Xia Ling's eyes with a smile: "These people really should be killed, don't you think so, my prince?"

"Yes Yes Yes."

Xia Ling nodded repeatedly, slowed down his pace and followed behind Xia Hong, secretly took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped away the dense beads of sweat on his forehead.

Fortunately, Shen Jinmo did not give him up.

But even if he confessed, it would be fine. He would just deal with it according to the method Li Yuan told him on the day the operation failed.

Now that those people are dead, as long as Xia Ling denies it, who can force the blame on him, the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace?