After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

At this time, Xia Che was taking a bath in the hot spring pool and drinking fine wine.

When he heard the report from the servant, he did not take the so-called rebellion to heart. He put on his clothes calmly and walked to Shen Jinmo.

"Wang Heng, are you bringing the Imperial Guard to my palace to investigate the treason?"

Seeing that Shen Jinmo did not answer this, Xia Che spoke up, "The emperor's uncle is so good to me, I will not do anything to destroy the relationship between us uncle and nephew."

"Hurry up and check. After you're done, I'll have someone else go fight crickets."

Xia Che stood beside Shen Jinmo for a while and then felt a little bored. He casually looked around at the onlookers and finally set his eyes on Chen Luo who was supported by Aru.

"Chen Luo, you've been living in the Duke's Mansion for so long, why are you getting thinner and thinner?"

"Did you know that life anywhere else is not as good as in Xiaoyao Palace, so you are willing to come back?"

A Ru turned to Xia Chefu and said, "The princess is pregnant now. She was carried back to the palace today by Lord Shen in the sedan chair granted by the emperor."

When Xia Che heard this, all the leisure on his face froze in an instant.

Numbly looking down at Chen Luo's belly, Xia Che turned his head and looked at Shen Jinmo, then he knelt down heavily and kowtowed: "Wang Heng, I am your biological uncle, can you save me this time?"

The onlookers were surprised by Xia Che's behavior. They didn't understand why Xia Che suddenly became so servile after knowing that his wife was pregnant.

When a new baby is born to the family, no matter it is a boy or girl, it is a great joyful event.

Shen Jinmo looked down at Xia Che who was hugging his thighs. He exerted a little force on his feet and kicked Xia Che ten feet away. The rolling movement did not stop until he hit the oncoming guards.

Chen Luo's red and swollen eyes were fixed on Xia Che at this moment. The hand hidden under the sleeve suddenly exerted force, and the pain that pierced the palm made Chen Luo suppress the intention of supporting Xia Che.

The guards who were searching the mansion passed Xia Che who was blocking the way and knelt in front of Shen Jinmo holding a pile of evidence: "Sir Shen, under the bed in King Xiaoyao's room, we found two sets of dragon robes and a stack of rice paper that cursed the emperor."

"I just compared the handwriting and it is indeed written by King Xiaoyao."

Shen Jinmo took the bright yellow dragon robe with one hand, spread it out in front of everyone, and then put it back into the hands of the guard.

Then he pulled out another piece of rice paper from the stack, read it from beginning to end, and threw it directly in the direction of Xia Che.

"Xia Che, the emperor treats you better than his own children. The people of the world have seen it all these years. How could you have the thought of rebelling?"

After Shen Jinmo finished speaking, Lu Chi immediately took over the conversation: "I think this is not just a rebellion. Judging from these evidences, King Xiaoyao may have even thought of assassinating me."

"I'm not plotting a rebellion, I'm not plotting a rebellion." Xia Che crawled towards Shen Jinmo, his lips opening and closing with a hint of red at the corners of his mouth.

Even though Shen Jinmo's kick just now was very light, it still hurt Xia Che.

Overcoming many obstacles, Xia Che hugged Shen Jinmo's thighs again: "Wang Heng, no, Lord Shen, I really did not rebel."

"I beg you, can you save me?"

Shen Jinmo didn't even spare Xia Che a glance, and raised his hand slightly: "Tie up Prince Xiaoyao and Princess Xiaoyao, and leave the rest to the emperor's decision."

After hearing this, the last glimmer of light in Xia Che's eyes faded away.

The guard dragged Xia Che up from the ground, tied him up tightly with the hemp rope in his hand, and then walked towards Chen Luo.

The hesitation and helplessness faded away the moment he saw Chen Luo. At this moment, Xia Che suddenly grew into an adult: "I am divorcing my wife now. Chen Luo is the legitimate daughter of Duke Dingguo. I don't need her to go through this journey with me."

Shen Jinmo found this somewhat amusing. He lifted Xia Che's chin with one hand and asked calmly, "Xia Che, nine clans will be executed for treason. Chen Luo is pregnant with your child. Can you divorce her if you want?"

Chen Luo, who was usually arrogant and unruly, did not make a fuss in the face of this unexpected change. She just calmly accepted her fate.

Letting the guards tie her up, Chen Luo looked at Chen Luo beside her, with pity in her eyes: "Shen Wangheng, Xie Nanxing and I are also friends, can you let Aru go for his sake?"

"Her indenture is in the Duke's Mansion. She belongs to the Duke's Mansion."

Chen Luo was not concerned about the other people in the Xiaoyao Palace. The monsters and demons in the palace, their life and death were never decided by Xia Che and Chen Luo.

Shen Jinmo's expression softened visibly when he heard Xie Nanxing's name. "Release him. Close Xiaoyao Palace immediately. Once everything is verified, all the people involved will be killed without mercy."

In order to prevent the news from leaking out, Shen Jinmo cannot let any of the people from Xiaoyao Palace go.

As for Xia Hong, in order to prevent the possibility of a reversal, he would not let go of those who might have seen something they shouldn't have seen.

The huge team left the Xiaoyao Palace, and the door made of top-grade rosewood closed. The once prosperous Xiaoyao Palace fell at this moment.

The guards from the Imperial Guard Division kept a tight watch over the mansion, keeping all the wailing and crying inside.

Twelve years ago, from the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace to the King of Freedom.

Twelve years later, from Xiaoyao Palace to the Imperial Palace.

This is the longest road Xia Che has ever walked in his life.

His steps were not fast. On the way to the palace, Xia Che threw the things he had used to save his life over the years bit by bit on the official road.

Get rid of stupidity, get rid of dullness, get rid of arrogance, get rid of hiding one's clumsiness, get rid of fawning.

Xia Che slowly returned to his original appearance.

Gentle, noble, benevolent, wise...

Everything that should be possessed by a wise ruler has not been erased by the hatred over the years.

Looking up at the people around him, Xia Che's lips curled up slightly, and he openly displayed the elegance of the former emperor's prince to the onlookers.

In all these years, Xia Che had never looked so embarrassed when he was paraded through the streets on horseback. But now that Xia Che looked embarrassed, no one felt that he was losing the support of the people.

The people who followed him all the way were filled with dissatisfaction and confusion. How could a man with such elegance and grace be a prince who was incapable of sitting on the throne?

Those past events that were deliberately suppressed, those past events that were pushed into the long river of time, slowly emerged in my mind at this moment.

Before the age of twelve, Xia Che was the most proud disciple of the Grand Tutor, a royal noble who enjoyed himself with the people, and the Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace who would jump into the river to save a child in the cold winter.

How could such a brilliant person become an incompetent person in just one year?

But all awakenings seem to be too late.

Because Xia Che's entry into the palace this time was heading towards a dead end.

Only when his death is approaching can Xia Che take off his disguise and be himself.