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

Xia Cheng took the porcelain bottle in his hand, rubbed it again and again, and felt in a dilemma.

"What if Xun Zhan finds out?"

"What is there to be afraid of for Xun Zhan, a man who only knows how to make jokes and muddle through life?"

Li Yuan's expression was full of contempt: "Besides, he has been preparing for the imperial examination these days, so how can he keep an eye on Xia Yu every day?"

"If you don't take action now, when Shen Jinmo returns to Luoan, you might not even have time to move your hands before you are beaten to death by Shen Jinmo who has firmly chosen the Ninth Prince."

"Eighth Prince, no matter if it's Xun Zhan or Xie Nanxing, in the end they will only choose the winner. If you take the right step, then you will naturally be one step faster than everyone else."

Li Yuan not only mentioned the Eighth Prince, but also Xie Nanxing.

Xia Cheng actually felt that he could not only kill Xia Yu, but also kill Xie Nanxing who had humiliated him.

Li Yuan saw through Xia Cheng's thoughts at a glance through the ruthlessness in Xia Cheng's eyes.

If Xie Nanxing can die, of course he should die.

This would prevent Xia Ling from calling another man's name when he fell asleep on his bed.

Xia Ling was his, both his heart and his person, they could only be his.

No one can take it away.

Holding the porcelain bottle in his hand, Xia Cheng asked anxiously, "How long will it take for me to die if I drink this poison?"

"Half an hour." Li Yuan lowered his voice and leaned close to Xia Cheng's ear and said, "And this poison can only be cured by the Imperial Doctor Shu who treats the Emperor."

Xia Cheng frowned, "Shen Jinmo had been treated by Shu Imperial Physician before. Seeing this, Xie Nanxing must have asked the Emperor to invite Shu Imperial Physician. What if they really invite him?"

Li Yuan saw that Xia Cheng was really afraid of something happening, so in order to reassure Xia Cheng, he said a little more:

"Tomorrow, every threshold from the Imperial Academy to the Golden Throne Hall will be blocked. By the time the person seeking help reaches the Golden Throne Hall, he or she will already be dead."

"The Crown Prince now needs to form an alliance with the Eighth Prince, so he will naturally let the Eighth Prince retreat unscathed."

Xia Cheng tightly grasped the porcelain bottle, took a deep breath, and nodded.

After Li Yuan got the confirmed answer, he left the palace.

Xia Cheng personally escorted Zhong Luan out of the mansion. The journey was silent and no one spoke.

"Eighth Prince, do you need my assistance when you take action tomorrow?"

Xia Cheng pondered for a long time and shook his head: "My mother is in the palace. I just gave her two doses of medicine. It's nothing serious."

By the time he got on the carriage back home, Zhong Luan couldn't help shaking.

What would be the point of Luoan City without Xie Nanxing?

Luoan, which had not seen rain for more than a month, was covered by dark clouds since morning.

Those people who could not stand the heat got up early, sat in the yard with a palm-leaf fan in their hands, and looked up, waiting for the heavy rain.

Looking at the weather, Xie Nanxing felt a little relieved from the worries he had been feeling for the past few days.

Xiao Gao sat beside Xie Nanxing and waited on him for breakfast, gently fanning the folding fan in his hand: "Master, if it rains in Luoan, will the drought there be alleviated soon?"

"The weather changes every ten miles. Even if it rains in Luoan, Dingxi County is hundreds of miles away from Luoan, so the uncertainty is even greater."

Xie Nanxing naturally also hoped that the rain that was about to fall in Luoan would spread to the drought-stricken areas as soon as possible.

Whenever the rain falls and waters the land thoroughly, people can grow more food and have a better chance of surviving until next year.

But Xie Nanxing is not the Dragon King, so his hopes cannot be taken seriously.

Seeing Xie Nanxing put down his chopsticks, Xiao Gao began to mutter again: "Since the master is not here, the master has eaten less these days. The little cat raised by the family servant eats much more than you."

Xie Nanxing rinsed his mouth with a cup of tea: "It's ok for you to say it in front of me, but you are not allowed to tell him that Shen Jinmo is back."

Xiao Gao nodded, but his mouth was never controlled by his brain: "Just look at the adults' hands and eyes. How tall and how heavy you were when he left is more accurate than any ruler or scale."

Xie Nanxing recalled some past events and laughed out loud: "Anyway, you are not allowed to tell him."

Shen Jinmo felt both love and worry about his slender waist.

Love can be held tightly in both hands, which makes Shen Jinmo feel at ease that he can keep Xie Nanxing by his side forever.

You was worried that if you used a little more force, your waist would be broken.

In fact, my love outweighs my worries.

The dark clouds in the sky grew thicker and thicker, and the rain that was blocked by the clouds was slow to fall.

The stuffiness of the surroundings made the courtiers who were queuing for the morning court feel anxious, and complaints gradually spread among the crowd.

After accepting the routine inspection by the imperial guards, a little eunuch holding a lantern appeared beside Xie Nanxing: "Master Xie, I will hold the lantern for you, please be careful with your step."

"Well, thank you, Grandpa."

No matter how arrogant Shen Jinmo is now, Xie Nanxing still looks friendly when he appears in front of everyone.

After all, apart from a few close people, few people know that the boss behind Shuangxing Building is Xie Nanxing.

After parting ways with the courtiers waiting at the palace gate, the eunuch beside Xie Nanxing lowered his voice and said:

"Master Xie, the weather is hot and humid now, and summer food and tea cannot stand the test of time. You are weak, so try to only eat the food you brought from home."

This kind of reminder is not excessive if it is given to the people who have been serving Xie Nanxing.

But if it were applied to a young eunuch whom one met for the first time, then it would naturally not make sense at all.

Xie Nanxing's expression became more serious. He knew that something was bound to happen today, and he must have fallen into this trap again.

It is obvious that the current situation is that some people want to kill him, while others want to protect him.

But now that Shen Jinmo is not in Luoan, who is willing and able to remind him?

The first person Xie Nanxing ruled out was Han Zhou. Coming from a family of military generals, it was impossible for him to extend his tentacles into the palace.

After a moment of thinking, the young eunuch handed the lantern to Xie Nanxing and disappeared into the darkness.

The surroundings were quiet, as if this person had never appeared.

It was too dark, and Xie Nanxing was thinking about this matter, so he walked much slower than usual.

By the time Xie Nanxing arrived at the classroom, everyone except the teacher had arrived.

The eunuch who was waiting outside the classroom and serving the nobles in the room poured tea for Xie Nanxing and brought up a delicate ice cup:

"It's hot and stuffy today, so each noble has received an extra ice cup. This one is for Mr. Xie."

The fruits placed on the ice cup are all the ones Xie Nanxing liked to eat in the past.

This ice cup was specially prepared for Xie Nanxing.