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

Under the supervision of two guards, Xie Nanxing and Han Zhou returned to the palace school.

When they reached the main gate, the imperial guards stationed at the palace school stopped the two of them and said politely, "The noble has sent someone to prepare clothes and ginger soup for the two of you. Please move on."

Xie Nanxing and Han Zhou looked at each other. They naturally knew that this noble person could only be Zhong Yuanyuan.

In such chaos, it is truly heartwarming that Zhong Yuanyuan still remembered the two of them getting wet in the rain and made such arrangements.

Some people seem to be born with the gift of doing everything.

After changing clothes and drinking ginger soup, Xie Nanxing and Han Zhou left the guardhouse. At this time, every classroom in the palace school was heavily guarded.

The moment Xie Nanxing and Han Zhou stepped into the classroom, everyone's eyes were cast on the two of them. When they saw that they were brought into the classroom by the guards, the hope in their eyes was replaced by panic.

Everyone had to accept the fact that from today until the truth came out, they would not be able to leave this classroom.

The cold sweat on Xia Cheng's body had soaked his clothes several times. The strong wind blew through the window onto Xia Cheng, making Xia Cheng determined to go all out.

Gritting his teeth, Xia Cheng stood up and walked towards the door: "This prince is in a hurry and needs to go to the bathroom."

The guards who had always been very respectful to Xia Cheng did not open this privilege for Xia Cheng:

"The Emperor has ordered that anyone who intends to disrupt the view will be executed immediately."

Xia Cheng took a deep breath of the hot and humid air, and the porcelain bottle in his palm became a hot potato.

Considering the quiet atmosphere in the classroom, if Xia Cheng threw the porcelain bottle out, he would be confessing his crime.

But Xia Cheng didn't do this, so he couldn't take the blame for anyone else.

Xia Cheng wants to clear himself of this injustice.

"This prince can bear it for a while." Xia Cheng's tone softened a little: "This prince is a little hungry, can you serve some food?"

The guard looked at the group of nobles in the room, thinking that the emperor had indeed not said that they were not allowed to have meals, and immediately instructed his colleagues beside him to report to the emperor.

In just two cups of tea, the meal, which was extremely simple for the nobles in the room, was served.

These people who are used to a life of luxury did not have the slightest appetite when looking at these meals.

But under such circumstances, Xie Nanxing, who usually had no appetite, still picked up the chopsticks.

After all, no one knows if Xia Hong gets angry for no reason and suddenly forgets to feed them?

If you can eat one more bite, you can save your life for one more day.

Han Zhou looked at Xie Nanxing's hand holding the chopsticks, thinking about what happened today, and immediately walked to Xie Nanxing with his own meal.

First, he raised his hand and held down Xie Nanxing's hand as he was about to eat.

Then he took the chopsticks and ate a bite of the food in his bowl and plate one by one. After waiting for a while, Han Zhou said with a smile:

"Xie Nanxing, mine doesn't taste good, yours looks better."

Even though he knew that the food served at this moment would definitely not be poisoned, Xie Nanxing still remembered Han Zhou's kindness to him in his heart.

She took the meal handed to her by Han Zhou, her eyes filled with bitterness, but she did not allow the tears to flow out.

If Shen Jinmo knew that he had cried for another man, he would definitely feel extremely wronged.

Xie Nanxing would not let Shen Jinmo feel wronged.

"Eighth Prince, what's wrong with you?"

"Someone come quickly, the Eighth Prince is dying."

The two of them were sitting at a table and had just finished half of the food on their plates when they suddenly heard a scream.

With half a mouthful of rice still in his mouth, Xie Nanxing looked towards where the panic was.

At this time, Xia Cheng had already fallen on the ground, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth, and he looked exactly like Xia Yu.

The guard at the classroom door immediately sounded the alarm and hurriedly carried Xia Cheng on his back towards the Imperial Hospital.

The news of two royal heirs being poisoned in succession caused all the nobles in the room to lose their sanity.

Some people who were forced into a corner picked up the plates on the table and threw them at the person who was handing them over:

"I want to go home, I want to go home."

"You are giving me these poisonous things to eat, and you are going to kill me."

"Hurry up and arrange for someone to inform my father. If he doesn't take me back, I will die here."

When one person broke a plate, more and more people started breaking plates.

Along with the sound of breaking, Xie Nanxing and Han Zhou stuffed the food on their plates into their mouths at a faster speed.

After today's commotion, the meal in front of them was definitely the best meal they had had in these days.

From now on, every bite of food they eat must be strictly controlled.

It is quite difficult to strictly control the meals for so many people, so naturally we should just do it in the most convenient way.

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Dingxi County

In just three days, the people, who had already tasted the sweetness of catching locusts, had forgotten the dejection they had when Shen Jinmo first arrived. Now, when they looked at the locusts, their eyes lit up as if they were seeing copper coins.

Shen Jinmo has not been idle these days. He took these soldiers to the fields to carefully investigate the habits of the locusts.

As the crown prince, Xia Ling personally placed simple tributes in the fields and prayed to the sky for rain.

Shen Jinmo did not stop Xia Ling from doing this. After all, when natural disasters struck, there were many kings who kowtowed to God and prayed for forgiveness.

As for Xia Hong's sins, his descendants could never pay for them even if they knelt until they died.

Walking out of the fields, Shen Jinmo called out to the soldiers beside him: "Tell everyone to gather at the ancestral hall in a quarter of an hour."

After the soldiers beside him left, Mo Ping bowed and walked to Shen Jinmo's side: "Sir, there are rumors everywhere recently that this drought is God's punishment for the emperor's immorality and incompetence."

Seeing that Shen Jinmo did not stop him, Mo Ping continued, "The emperor arranged for you, a traitor who would frame the late emperor's prince, to provide disaster relief. This disaster will never end in this lifetime."

Shen Jinmo became interested in this reason: "Did Xia Ling say this?"

"The first sentence came from outside, and the second sentence seemed to come from us."

Shen Jinmo had an idea in his mind. He and Xia Che always had a tacit understanding, and they would definitely not use up all their chips at this time.

Not surprisingly, Xia Che and Chen Luo must have appeared at the front line of the disaster. "Are there any female doctors in the most severe drought areas?"

"Yes." Mo Ping thought about the secret letter he received in his hand: "Two days ago, a female doctor in Nan'an County began to distribute prescriptions for preventing and controlling locust plagues everywhere."

"I heard that the woman is pregnant. Her husband is leading the able-bodied men in the county town to help the county magistrate deal with the locust plague."

Shen Jinmo had an idea in mind, and arranged directly: "Mo Ping, sweep their tails for them."