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

Xie Nanxing, in her pajamas, was leaning against the door panel. Shen Jinmo sensed the movement in the room, so he moved slightly and leaned against Xie Nanxing across the door frame.

"Xie Nanxing, I want to tell you about myself. Do you want to listen?"

In one word, the closed door was opened from the inside.

Shen Jinmo opened his arms towards Xie Nanxing, and Xie Nanxing snuggled into Shen Jinmo's arms softly, without any sign of being angry.

Xie Nanxing understood that Shen Jinmo was taking advantage of the situation at the time, and he also understood that when two souls who had walked a dark and lonely road alone first collided with each other, they did not understand what love was.

For them, what matters is not who falls in love with whom first, but that they now have each other by their side.

The summer night was a little chilly. Shen Jinmo wrapped Xie Nanxing in a thin blanket, stroked Xie Nanxing's loosened hair with one hand, and spoke slowly about the past that Shen Jinmo thought he would never tell anyone.

"My mother is the eldest daughter of my maternal grandfather and grandmother. My maternal grandfather doted on my mother and me even more than Xia Che did. At that time, there were even rumors in Luo An that my mother might become the first empress of this land."

"This rumor went around and around, and it naturally reached my grandfather and Xia Che's ears. On that day, I was held in my grandfather's arms."

"After hearing the rumor, the two of them just smiled at each other. They didn't explain, nor did they have any intention of suppressing the rumor. They just chose to hand over the 30,000 Qiling Army secret guards to my mother at the same time."

"And the implication of this action is: no matter who sits on the throne in the future, the Qiling Army must protect my mother's life and honor."

"I grew up in this kind of pampering until I was eight years old. That person and Xia Che had a confrontation for a whole year, and it ended with Xia Che being poisoned."

"Everything is a foregone conclusion. On the first day that he took the throne, every inch of blue brick on the long street was stained with the blood of those ministers who firmly supported Xia Che."

"And on that day, my mother handed the heater and 30,000 Qiling soldiers to me, and her last order was: Let the prince live well and lead an ordinary life."

Xia Xin chose to bury herself in Luoan City to decay, and gave her only bargaining chip and opportunity to Shen Jinmo.

This was the last thing she could do for her son as a mother.

Xie Nanxing held Shen Jinmo's fingers with both hands: "So the hand warmer that Yunhuai Village gave me was given to you by the eldest princess?"

"Yeah." Shen Jinmo held Xie Nanxing's hands with his backhand: "From Luoan to Yunhuai Village, after half a year of fighting, only 3,000 Qiling soldiers were left."

"Those three thousand people are my only bargaining chip for a comeback, so I chose to go my separate ways with those secret guards."

"I walked a very long way through the mountains alone, killed many assassins, dug a very deep corpse pit, and spent more than five hundred days and nights in the mountains before I dared to reunite with my old forces."

"It was also after the meeting that I learned about the situation in Luoan City and my mother's difficult situation."

"For nearly eight years since then, I have only done two things day after day: making the Qiling Army stronger and turning myself into the strongest sword in the world."

Shen Jinmo, who was determined to turn himself into a sword, never thought about living.

What he has to do is to seek justice for the dead and pave the way for the living.

As a sword, it does not need to be shiny.

Because no matter day or night, the only value of a sword is to kill.

Xie Nanxing changed her position in Shen Jinmo's arms, locking her legs around Shen Jinmo's waist and her hands around Shen Jinmo's neck.

Lock it very tightly and hold it very hard.

Xie Nanxing, you must hug Shen Jinmo tightly.

Shen Jinmo stroked Xie Nanxing's back with his broad hands and continued:

"The moment the sound of your voices negotiating with Zhou Laoer reached my ears, my heart, which had been almost numb for several years, suddenly tightened for a moment."

"Since my heart was moved, the secret guards broke through the wall, the assassins fell from the beams, and Sui Yi escaped from my hands. Now that I think about it, it really seems like this body did it on purpose."

"Xie Nanxing, I'm sorry. When a person who has been numb for several years regains the sense of being alive, he or she will become obsessed with that feeling."

Xie Nanxing buried her head in Shen Jinmo's shoulder and began to sob softly.

The soothing pat became more gentle. Thinking of everything that happened after meeting Xie Nanxing, the corners of Shen Jinmo's mouth curved up.

"The moment you opened your eyes while lying on the cart, I suddenly felt that I, who was soaked in blood, had become a little cleaner."

"The dirty little sickly boy in the hut on the hillside, the smoke curling from the roof, Xie Nanxing crawling out of the house and escaping from the yard, the eggs warming in the stove, the egg-stuffed steamed bread slices returning covered in blood, all lit up the extinguished light in my heart."

"The warm jade that he risked his life to give me, the promise that he made for me while bearing the wrath of the Holy One when the poison took effect, the silent companionship in the ancestral hall every day and night, the care that he took without taking off his clothes beside the bed, the Xie Nanxing who easily forgave me despite all the grievances in the Eighth Prince's Mansion..."

"Xie Nanxing, there is only one you in this world. Even though you are so weak that I don't know how long you can live, and you are extremely afraid of death, you still protect me with your life time and time again."

"My mother once asked me what I thought of you. I said you were just the smoke from my cooking stove, and wherever you are is home."

"Xie Nanxing, I fell in love with you earlier than you thought, and earlier than I thought."

"Xie Nanxing, I'm sorry, I love you."

"Xie Nanxing, I'm sorry, I can't let you go again."

Xie Nanxing slowly closed her eyes, and huge tears fell on Shen Jinmo's shoulders and into his chest.

There was a heavy nasal tone in his voice: "Shen Jinmo, before I met you, I was the only one trying to love myself."

"It wasn't until I met you that there was another person in this world who also loved me."

"Shen Jinmo, thank you for loving me."

Every night when we walk side by side and hug each other, it is the mutual warmth of two hearts and the mutual redemption of two people.

After meeting each other, Xie Nanxing and Shen Jinmo both chose to make peace with their past sufferings.

"Fool." He hugged the person in his arms tightly, as if he wanted to integrate him into his own bones and blood.

"Shen Jinmo, go forward bravely. No matter how bloody and violent the situation is outside, as long as you look back, you will definitely see the smoke from cooking fires."

Xie Nanxing pressed his lips against Shen Jinmo's brow and moved them silently.

Shen Jinmo knew that Xie Nanxing was saying:

Shen Jinmo, I love you, very much.

I love you so much that I would die for you countless times, and I would still decide to come back to you again.