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

After waiting for nearly two cups of tea, Shen Jinmo heard familiar footsteps.

Turning around under the plaque of Yugong School, Shen Jinmo saw Xie Nanxing coming out with Han Zhou, and there was a slight gleam of disgust in his eyes.

To be honest, Shen Jinmo found the way these two people huddled together and had a serious conversation very eye-catching.

From a distance, Xie Nanxing, who was whispering with Han Zhou about shipbuilding, suddenly looked up and locked his eyes on Shen Jinmo who was standing at the door.

Their eyes suddenly met, and Xie Nanxing ran towards Shen Jinmo: "Shen Jinmo, didn't you say that you might not be free today?"

"Suddenly I was free."

Without even glancing at Han Zhou, Shen Jinmo put his arm around Xie Nanxing's waist and headed towards the palace gate.

After walking for a long distance, Xie Nanxing finally remembered that he had just walked with Han Zhou.

Suddenly turning back, Xie Nanxing waved goodbye to Han Zhou: "Han...Han Shizi, I will go to Zhongqin Marquis's Mansion to find you next time, and we will talk in detail."

Han Zhou listened to this extremely unfamiliar name, looked at Shen Jinmo's slightly provocative expression, lowered his head, smiled and shook his head.

The sun stretched the backs of Shen Jinmo and Xie Nanxing extremely long, and where their shadows overlapped, there was the affection between the two people supporting each other that needed no words.

Han Zhou looked at the two figures, his eyebrows and eyes full of tenderness: "Xie Nanxing, you must be happy."

Since when, every time Han Zhou looked at Xie Nanxing's departing back, he would subconsciously say a blessing.

He hoped that Xie Nanxing would live a good life, better than anyone else.

After leaving the palace, Shen Jinmo walked towards the Xie Mansion in the vague setting sun.

Instead of taking a carriage or walking on the main road as usual, Shen Jinmo took Xie Nanxing to a small road with few people.

The wind that had just descended suddenly grew stronger, rustling the hems of their clothes and making Xie Nanxing feel as if he was flying in the wind.

Opening his arms slightly, Xie Nanxing suddenly said, "Shen Jinmo, you took me flying in Yunhuai Village."

That night, Xie Nanxing heard the statement “power is neither good nor bad” for the first time.

Today, recalling everything that happened after coming to Luoan, Xie Nanxing has a real sense of the meaning of this sentence.

Power is neither good nor bad, but if the person who holds power is not worthy of the position, the first people to be harmed are the people of the world who do not understand power.

Holding Xie Nanxing's hand tightly, Shen Jinmo said, "If you want to fly, I will take you tonight, okay?"

“No.” Xie Nanxing shook his head: “Flying in the God’s Capital is actually quite boring.”

Afraid that Shen Jinmo might misunderstand, Xie Nanxing added: "If I have the time, I might as well stay at home with you and lie down."

Suddenly he stood on tiptoe, leaned close to Shen Jinmo's ear and said, "What we two do together is also flying."

Provoked by Xie Nanxing's words, Shen Jinmo glared at Xie Nanxing and said, "Speak properly."

Having not heard these words for a long time, Xie Nanxing found them rather familiar. He lowered his head to look towards Shen Jinmo's waist, but Shen Jinmo suddenly covered his eyes.

When I can't see anything, the sounds in my ears become clearer.

Xie Nanxing understood why Shen Jinmo took him along the small path.

Because his lover, even though he is walking on this narrow road, there are still people who speak malicious words to him.

Shen Jinmo chose to take the small road not because he was afraid of these things, but because he was a little afraid that Xie Nanxing would see him and feel sorry for him.

Furthermore, Shen Jinmo had to give the person guarding the gate of his mansion more time to attract the attention of the people of Luoan.

The person who was originally making trouble with him suddenly quieted down. Shen Jinmo smiled helplessly and hugged the person in his arms again.

"Shen Jinmo, you seem to be in a good mood today."

"I can't hide anything from you." He raised his hand and pinched Xie Nanxing's earlobe: "I went to Xiaoyao Palace today. Xia Che and Chen Luo were planning to rebel. They were caught red-handed. Now they are scheduled to be executed in the autumn."

In brief and concise terms, he described today's events that concerned the lives of hundreds of people.

Xie Nanxing thought for a moment, covering his violently beating heart with one hand, and felt that Xia Hong was really cruel.

The execution was carried out in the autumn of this year. Chen Luo had been pregnant for more than seven months at that time, and the child had already grown into a human.

Passing by a dessert shop, Shen Jinmo looked back at Lu Chi who had been following them, then turned around and walked in with Xie Nanxing.

"Today is a festive day, please give some sweet soup to Mr. Xie."

Xie Nanxing smiled and nodded, then sat in the dessert shop with Shen Jinmo. The waiter came forward swiftly and took orders for them.

The syrup came out very quickly, and the proprietress personally brought it to the two of them: "Is this your first time visiting our store, sirs? If you find it delicious, you are welcome to come often."

Xie Nanxing felt that the lady boss was unusually forthright in both her words and actions: "If it tastes good, I will bring my classmates and friends to help you with your business."

The proprietress thanked Xie Nanxing, and when she looked up inadvertently, her eyes met Shen Jinmo's.

Shen Jinmo nodded inaudibly, and the proprietress went back to greet other guests.

The person brought by Shen Jinmo himself and protected by Lu Bai is naturally the master.

If any accidents happen in the future, all the branch leaders should follow Xie Nanxing's lead.

It was Shen Jinmo's negligible action that made Xie Nanxing understand Shen Jinmo's intention of bringing him here.

Recognize your home.

After drinking the sweet water, the two went back home. At this time, many people were blocking the gate of the mansion. Shen Jinmo protected Xie Nanxing and walked through the crowd. They saw Xia Xin standing there with a whip in her hand.

The moment he looked into Xia Xin's eyes, Xie Nanxing subconsciously tried to break free from Shen Jinmo's hand.

But he didn't succeed in breaking free.

Just as the two of them were interacting in detail, Xia Xin swung the whip in her hand directly.

It was not aimed at Shen Jinmo, but at Xie Nanxing.

Shen Jinmo blocked Xie Nanxing behind him with one hand and grabbed the whip in Xia Xin's hand with the other.

He seemed to have great strength, and he ripped the whip from Xia Xin's hand and threw it on the ground.

Xia Xin looked at the red marks on her palms, strode to Shen Jinmo, glared at him and said, "He is your uncle, he was very kind to you when you were young, and he has never hurt you since you returned to Luoan. Why do you want to kill him?"

"Princess, this is Xie's residence. Please don't come here again in the future."

Shen Jinmo picked up Xie Nanxing by the waist and walked into the mansion without looking back.

Xia Xin looked at Shen Jinmo's departing back and suddenly asked, "Shen Wangheng, when did you become like this?"

Shen Jinmo turned back calmly, his sharp eyes filled with hatred: "When you expelled Xie Nanxing from Luoan, when Xie Nanxing almost died under someone else's sword."

Withdrawing his gaze, Shen Jinmo's voice no longer contained hatred, but only coldness and ruthlessness: "Princess, instead of wasting your time with me, you should think about how to let the emperor leave an intact body for Xia Che, the traitor."

"boom."

The door of Xie's house was suddenly closed. Xia Xin bent down numbly and picked up the whip on the ground. When she stood up again, her steps began to stagger.

Amid the strong winds, the rain that had not yet fallen suddenly poured down.

The sudden sound of kneeling was drowned out by the thunder, and Xia Xin raised her head to accept the baptism of this rainstorm.