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

When the blushing conversations in the room stopped, it was already midnight.

Based on his past experience, Xiao Gao originally thought that he could clean up the house by himself before the two masters finished washing up.

But when Xiao Gao squatted down to pick up the torn clothes, he realized that his original experience could not keep up with the skills of his two masters.

The carpet that covered the entire bedroom was stained with tiny traces, and one could feel the dampness with the slightest touch.

I don’t know if it’s sweat or…

The five servants who had been selected to enter the inner courtyard half a month ago were called in, and the six of them worked together for nearly half an hour to clean up the house.

All the windows were opened, blowing away the ambiguous and charming atmosphere in the house. Xiao Gao walked out of the bedroom holding the blanket made of fine leather.

The leather is wet, so it cannot be used by the master.

But since it was the two masters who wet the blanket, it was impossible to reward them to their subordinates, so Xiao Gao could only ask Mo Ping for help.

Mo Ping looked at the blanket and his ears became hot. He immediately decided to burn the blanket.

As the night went on, when Xie Nanxing woke up from his deep sleep, he was still in a warm embrace.

From the time Shen Jinmo returned last night until now, Xie Nanxing naturally had no time to investigate everything that happened in the palace yesterday, but Xie Nanxing, who knew the whole thing clearly, could naturally guess the final outcome.

If nothing unexpected happens, his Shen Jinmo won't have to go on duty for a long time in the future.

Shen Jinmo, there is no money.

The money earned by Xie Nanxing can finally be used to support Shen Jinmo.

Xie Nanxing was in a good mood. She turned around in Shen Jinmo's arms and buried her face in Shen Jinmo's chest.

The person in his arms was moving around like a kitten, so Shen Jinmo naturally woke up early.

He hugged the person tighter: "Does your waist ache? Do your legs hurt?"

The voice in the morning was particularly hoarse, revealing a hook that made Xie Nanxing's heart itch.

"It's okay. I just managed to hold on yesterday. I still feel like there's a little bit of air leakage."

Shen Jinmo reached into the bed with one hand and fumbled around for a while: "Nonsense."

It's true that it's just a little swollen.

"Really?" Xie Nanxing leaned close to Shen Jinmo's ear and whispered, "How about giving it a try?"

Shen Jinmo knew that Xie Nanxing was making a fuss, and wanted to make up for it a little.

As long as it was Shen Jinmo, the one who dared to make such a fuss would be nothing to Xie Nanxing.

Secondly, no matter how crazy Shen Jinmo played, he felt sorry for Xie Nanxing in his heart and would definitely not torment Xie Nanxing at this time.

"Why are you in such a good mood?"

"My Lord Shen can accompany me every day, why shouldn't I be happy?"

Now that Xia Yu has left the palace, although Xun Zhan has woken up, his legs can't even get off the bed.

Xie Nanxing hasn't attended this class for some time.

And Xie Nanxing didn't want to go to class anymore.

The winter is so cold, and Xie Nanxing would rather stay in the house and hibernate than go out and suffer.

Shen Jinmo has been busy for a long time this year, and it is time for him to take a good rest.

"Others would cry and make a fuss if they knew their husbands lost their jobs, but why didn't my good boy scold me?"

The round head rubbed against Shen Jinmo's arms: "I have a lot of money, I don't want to be an official anymore, I will support you in the future."

His eyes rolled and he said, "As long as you can serve me well in the future, I will give you all my assets."

"Okay." Shen Jinmo's heart became very stable: "In the future, Master Xie will go to earn money, and I will concentrate on taking care of Master Xie."

"Make my family eat well, dress them well, and tie their hair well."

"At night, I will help my master, who has been working hard outside all day, to relax his muscles and make him happy."

Just hearing these words and these things from Shen Jinmo's mouth, Xie Nanxing felt extremely warm.

"What if the owner of the family is unhappy with his business outside and comes home in a bad mood?"

Shen Jinmo thought about it and actually made himself laugh.

But he did not tell his solution.

The more he didn't say, the more curious Xie Nanxing became: "Hurry up and tell me, your master!"

One corner of his mouth curled up: "My master is a lecher."

"I will practice martial arts more when the time comes. When my master is in a bad mood, I will take off my clothes and let him take a look at my body and pinch my hard tendon meat. He will definitely be happy."

"Just a touch and a pinch?"

"If Master Xie feels that I have served you well and is willing to reward me with a little fun, then I will be overjoyed and take Master Xie to ride on the clouds and enjoy that blissful state."

After this man was infected with lust last night, his evil and crazy appearance emerged in his mind. Xie Nanxing and Xiao Shen cursed: "Pervert."

Then he asked, "How could it be so serious?"

After asking this question, Xie Nanxing felt guilty.

Whether there was or not, how could he not know last night?

"I don't think so. It's definitely because I didn't do well."

Shen Jinmo began to climb up the pole: "I will apply the medicine to you now, and I will show my good performance tonight."

It was time to apply the medicine. Shen Jinmo actually took the porcelain bottle beside the bed and began to apply the medicine to Xie Nanxing.

After applying the medicine, Shen Jinmo did not make Xie Nanxing wear heavy clothes. Instead, he took a piece of fox fur and wrapped Xie Nanxing tightly.

The meal was moved directly into the house. Shen Jinmo held the warm jade in one hand and held the meal in the other hand to feed Xie Nanxing first before he started to eat himself.

Feet wearing furry stockings emerged from the leather and kicked Shen Jinmo's robe from time to time.

"Shen Jinmo, I feel like time really flies by. Look, this is already the third winter we've spent together."

"It's rare for a person to live to be seventy. I've been a little worried lately. If one of you or I suddenly dies, what will happen to the other one?"

No matter how well he concealed it, facing the fickle Jun Xin, Xie Nanxing was still worried about Shen Jinmo's safety.

Two fists are no match for four hands. If Xia Hong suddenly goes crazy, how can Shen Jinmo, who is trapped in the palace, escape?

Shen Jinmo drank the remaining porridge in one gulp and said firmly: "No."

"The tail left behind by this incident was left intentionally by me."

He held the person and lay directly on the couch, rubbing Xie Nanxing's stomach through her clothes to help her digest the food: "Whether it was Xia Cheng's madness or Li Yuan's last stand, I was the one fanning the flames."

"It's normal for him to not trust me. The longer this kind of distrust is left, the worse it will be."

"Now that my grandmother is standing by his side, he will never think of killing me even if he is angry."

As long as Shen Jinmo can stay alive, a turnaround is inevitable.

But if Zhong Yuanyuan had not already walked out of Xianyun Palace, Shen Jinmo would never have dared to stimulate Xia Hong to think about whether he was giving Shen Jinmo too much freedom.

Xie Nanxing locked Shen Jinmo's neck with both hands, leaving a row of teeth marks on Shen Jinmo's shoulder: "Shen Jinmo, don't mess around anymore."

Talking to Xia Hong about reason and conscience is like courting death.

It's extremely dangerous.

"Okay, it's up to you."