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

It was rare that Shen Jinmo didn't get angry because of Han Zhou's stupid behavior. He even looked back at Han Zhou and nodded slightly.

The guard of honor stopped in front of the Xie residence. Shen Jinmo was the first to dismount, then held Xie Nanxing's waist with both hands and walked into the house.

"I wish you two a happy wedding and a happy life together."

Every place from the main gate to the main courtyard is connected by red silk.

Every servant he saw passing by on the road would stop and kneel down to say words of blessing.

Inside and outside the palace, it was a completely different situation.

The corners of Xie Nanxing's lips kept twisting back, and he walked forward holding Shen Jinmo's hand tightly.

The warm wind blew the red gauze, and Shen Jinmo saw the joy that permeated Xie Nanxing's body, and then he laughed again.

A figure in a purple robe appeared in front of them. Xia Yu walked towards the two of them alone, holding a gift.

The uneasiness and anxiety between his eyebrows and eyes mostly dissipated, and Xia Yu handed over the gift: "Wang Heng, thank Nanxing, this is a gift from Xun Zhan and me."

Xun Zhan and Xia Yu would not do something as stupid as Han Zhou.

But in this once-in-a-lifetime wedding, whether as comrades-in-arms, or as opponents, Xie Nanxing and Shen Jinmo both deserved the gift sent by Xun Zhan and Xia Yu in secret.

Shen Jinmo took the gift box and said in a deep voice, "Thank you."

Xia Yu took out a small red sachet from his sleeve, untied the bag and took out a pair of love knots.

Judging from its condition, it is already quite old.

Even looking at the workmanship, it is not the work of someone with extraordinary skills.

Xia Yu held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time before handing the knot to Xie Nanxing.

"My mother gave it to me the day I left the palace. It was the only thing that belonged to her in the palace."

And this unique thing, Zhong Yuanyuan gave it to Shen Jinmo and Xie Nanxing.

Xia Yu left in stealth, and Xie Nanxing took Shen Jinmo's hand and walked towards the bedroom. She looked up at Shen Jinmo's eyes, which were sparkling with joy.

It's like saying: My Shen Jinmo is so awesome, and so many people love him.

After entering the house, Xie Nanxing first tied one of the love knots around his waist, and then tied the other love knot around Shen Jinmo's waist.

After straightening their wedding robes, Xie Nanxing sat on the wedding bed.

Yang Huai bent down and brought over the wedding plate with the wedding scales on it. Shen Jinmo took the scale from it and slowly lifted the red gauze on Xie Nanxing's head.

With his head tilted to one side and lowered, Shen Jinmo's eyes were filled with tenderness: "Xie Nanxing, I wish you happiness for the rest of your life."

Shen Jinmo no longer needed to make a wish for himself, because Xie Nanxing's wishes were all for Shen Jinmo.

Dusk had arrived, and the guests gathered in the main hall of the front yard of Xie's mansion. Charcoal braziers were placed one after another until all the coldness in the house was suppressed. Only then did Shen Jinmo and Xie Nanxing leave the main yard.

Without the presence of parents and witnesses, the main seat in the hall became empty, and the guests who were supposed to watch the couple's wedding ceremony also took their seats early.

They stood at the front of the banquet and looked around at the court officials and nobles seated below.

No one looked happy, and the looks they gave the two newlyweds were unexpectedly unanimous.

It was as if letting them attend this wedding was a lifelong shame for them.

In sharp contrast, Shen Jinmo's usually cold and stern expression was now filled with a joyful smile.

In the eyes of these court officials and nobles, it seemed like a demonstration.

Shen Jinmo helped Xie Nanxing sit directly on the seat where the elders were supposed to sit, and glanced sideways at the ceremonial officer sent by the Ministry of Rites.

The joy that had not been heard during the wedding procession suddenly became stronger under the pressure of this moment.

With a slight wave of his hand, all kinds of delicious food and fine wine were brought up. Shen Jinmo sat beside Xie Nanxing with a majestic posture, showing a generous attitude of welcoming guests from all over the world.

Slowly, the joy in his eyes disappeared, and he glanced fiercely at the court officials who were sitting there in a daze and didn't even dare to move their chopsticks.

The whip decorated with red silk was taken out from his waist.

It landed on the long table neither lightly nor heavily.

With obvious coercion.

In front of everyone, Xie Nanxing took the whip on the table in his hand.

The way he gently stroked the whip handle did not seem like he was treating a killing weapon, but rather like he was treating a pet.

Seeing the whip being put down and taken away, those officials who had heard a lot of past events and were not of high rank hurriedly picked up their chopsticks and moved them around in the dishes.

Xie Nanxing took out a handkerchief from his arms and carefully wiped the whip from the handle to the tail for a long time.

Only after Xie Nanxing felt that the whip had been wiped clean did he hand it to Shen Jinmo.

Joy suddenly stopped with this movement.

Xie Nanxing asked angrily, "Husband, why do you carry this whip with you on such a happy occasion?"

The main courtyard suddenly became quiet after the bustle, allowing most people at the table to hear these words clearly.

The court officials who had just picked up their chopsticks slowly stopped eating and listened to what was happening from Shen Jinmo's side with their ears pricked up.

Without directly answering Xie Nanxing's words, Shen Jinmo strolled leisurely in the yard, holding the whip that Xie Nanxing had wiped.

He casually picked up a pot of wine and poured it for the two people closest to him.

Seeing the two men staring at him with wide eyes, Shen Jinmo's face revealed a coldness that was familiar yet unfamiliar to the powerful people in Luoan.

There was a hint of viciousness in his coldness.

Even wearing a red wedding gown, she couldn't suppress her cruelty.

"You all came to Mr. Shen's wedding, but you didn't even drink a sip of wine. You really don't give Mr. Shen face."

Questioning, questioning stated calmly.

The two people who had just received the wine poured by Shen Jinmo himself, their hands holding the wine cups trembled with panic.

They always felt that what they drank was not wine, but blood.

As he shook the glass, all the wine in the glass spilled out, not a single drop went into his mouth.

Seeing this, Xie Nanxing walked up to Shen Jinmo, held Shen Jinmo's hand, and comforted him in a low voice.

"Be good. Maybe the two adults you picked don't know how to drink. Don't be too fierce on such a happy day."

Xie Nanxing turned to look at Yang Huai again: "A Huai, quickly take someone to pour wine for the adults."

Looking back at the Minister of Rites who was wiping the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief out of fear, Xie Nanxing urged him with a smile. Just by looking at Xie Nanxing's expression, one felt that he was a very gentle and easy-to-talk to person.

"Such joyous music should be played soon to drive away the cold for all the adults."

After Xie Nanxing gave these two instructions, the yard seemed to become a little more lively.

He took two porcelain cups from Mo Ping, held the cup of fruit tea in his own hand, and handed another cup of tea to Shen Jinmo.

"Today, Xie is getting married. Thank you all for attending the wedding of Xie and Mr. Shen. It is the honor of Xie's life."

"Xie is not feeling well, so my husband and I would like to offer you a cup of tea instead of wine."

Xie Nanxing had said this to such an extent that the guests in the hall simultaneously raised their wine cups and took a sip perfunctorily.

Shen Jinmo calmly placed his own and Xie Nanxing's porcelain cups on the tray. Before anyone could react, he suddenly pulled out the long whip from his waist and smashed it towards the wine table in front of him.

Dishes flew everywhere, the wine table was broken into pieces, and the courtiers sitting at the table dodged in all directions subconsciously, their embarrassed cries suppressing all the joy.

"Shen's husband is toasting you all, can't you even smile?"