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

Xie Nanxing smiled, and Shen Jinmo also smiled without asking why.

Xie Nanxing was laughing at Shen Jinmo, and Shen Jinmo was laughing because Xie Nanxing was laughing.

Tired of laughing, Xie Nanxing bent down and approached Shen Jinmo, lifted Shen Jinmo's chin, and moistened his dry lips.

"My husband is really handsome. Even dressed like this, he can still make Xie's heart flutter."

Shen Jinmo's ears turned red at the teasing, and his sharp eyes became dark.

But now that Shen Jinmo was trapped in a cage by Xie Nanxing, he could only endure the ripples in his heart alone.

He, Shen Jinmo, has now lost all his skills and is unable to move. From now on, he can only let Xie Nanxing do whatever he wants.

At Xie Nanxing's signal, Lu Bai and Mo Ping carried Shen Jinmo out of the main room together.

After sending away all the servants, Xie Nanxing slowly pushed Shen Jinmo along the path which was paved with wooden boards and covered with a red carpet.

Before he pushed a few steps, Shen Jinmo, who sensed the chill outside the house, began to say in a deep voice: "Xie Nanxing, don't push it by yourself, your hands will get cold."

Mo Ping, who was following the two from a distance, heard this and hurried over: "Let me push the cart, and you can just play with the master."

Xie Nanxing rarely disobeyed Shen Jinmo on big and small matters at home. Now that Shen Jinmo had said so, Xie Nanxing had no reason to refuse.

Walking to the side of the wheelchair, Xiao Gao handed the heater to Xie Nanxing. At Xie Nanxing's signal, he took a few servants and went to the orchard in the backyard.

The wheelchair was cast into a round shadow by the afternoon sun. Xie Nanxing excitedly showed Shen Jinmo the Xie Mansion, which was still being decorated in full swing today.

The leaves on both sides of the road had long since fallen, and were now hung with plump little lanterns. Servants in the courtyard were standing on ladders, writing the word "Fu" on them with gold powder.

"Look at this lantern. It's different from others. Our lantern is fatter and looks very auspicious."

"The lanterns made by Guaiguai are more beautiful than those made by others."

Shen Jinmo looked at the lanterns carefully for a while, then turned his gaze back to Xie Nanxing.

Obviously, no matter how good things are in this world, they are nothing compared to Xie Nanxing.

"That's natural. Lord Shen has more and better things than others."

Walking into the main courtyard, Spring Festival couplets have already been pasted up, and now what is being pasted on the door are door gods.

The door gods of other people's mansions are basically only posted on the main door of the mansion, but Xie Nanxing felt that his house was particularly prone to attracting evil spirits, so he posted door gods on the doors of every courtyard.

He led Shen Jinmo around in a circle and saw that Shen Jinmo's eyes were rarely willing to move away from him and fall on the Spring Festival couplets that had been posted.

Xie Nanxing knew that Shen Jinmo could no longer recognize him.

Bending over to Shen Jinmo's side, Xie Nanxing whispered and laughed softly, "They all thought I bought this outside, and they all said privately that the calligraphy was ugly and that I made a bad purchase."

Xie Nanxing was still too shy to paste the spring curtain he had just written on the main door of his mansion.

He immediately turned his head and rubbed his cheek against Xie Nanxing's lips. A smile of success appeared in Shen Jinmo's eyes.

"These characters are of excellent style and form a whole. I think they are worth a fortune."

Shen Jinmo was so cold and unconcealed when he uttered the compliments.

The servants who were busy coming in and out couldn't help but stop and look up, following Shen Jinmo's gaze, with more suspicion on their faces.

Could it be that they have not been in contact with the circle of nobles for a long time, so these gods have a different set of standards for the pursuit of calligraphy?

They stole another glance at Shen Jinmo, and seeing the determination on Shen Jinmo's face, they all agreed that only words like this would be valuable in the future.

Xie Nanxing took in the reactions of the servants around him and was touched by Shen Jinmo's lies.

After all, he was not as thick-skinned as Shen Jinmo, so Xie Nanxing quickly asked Mo Ping to push Shen Jinmo forward.

"You better be gentle when you praise me. If they all follow your example tomorrow, you will be guilty of a great sin."

Shen Jinmo raised his eyebrows, and his face, favored by the sun, was radiant with energy.

"My dear, he learns everything quickly. Just think about it, when he first arrived in Luoan, he couldn't even put his arms and legs together. Now he can be recognized by these servants. For me, isn't it worth buying him for a fortune?"

"Shen Jinmo, are you praising me or insulting me?"

"They are too unreasonable. If they are really capable, why don't they come and compete with my master to see who is prettier and who is better at making money?"

"Yes." Xie Nanxing's eyes lit up, and she felt that Shen Jinmo was absolutely right: "If you have the ability, come and compete with me to see who is better at choosing a husband than me, and who is more capable of both civil and military affairs than my husband?"

The two of them went back and forth, and they used the excuse of praising themselves to praise each other.

And once you start praising someone, there's really no end to it.

Mo Ping was extremely envious just by watching the two masters getting along like this.

It is said that young couples always quarrel, but these two masters of his are really an exception.

Never blushed.

It's nothing like him and Mo An. Whenever they meet secretly, they will end up fighting five out of ten times.

When the wheelchair was pushed to a place where he could see the main hall, Xie Nanxing stopped and pointed to the stove that had been built not long ago and was smoking with charcoal fire.

"On New Year's Eve, we must burn firewood all night long, so that the God of Wealth can bless our family to be safe and prosperous in the next year, so the stove in our house is twice as big as that of other people's houses."

"We will have lunch by ourselves tomorrow, and after dinner we will light a fire there."

"I'll also invite a few people to stay up with us. When we're bored, we can play mahjong. If we earn some money, we'll give you New Year's money."

In previous years, Shen Jinmo always gave Xie Nanxing New Year's money, hoping that Xie Nanxing would be healthy and live a long life.

Starting from this year, Xie Nanxing will start giving New Year's money to Shen Jinmo. He hopes that Shen Jinmo can turn misfortune into good fortune and turn disaster into blessing.

Thinking of Xie Nanxing's Gobang skills, Shen Jinmo felt that the possibility of Xie Nanxing making money by playing mahjong should not be high.

But how could Shen Jinmo bear to see Xie Nanxing's wish go unfulfilled?

"I want to fight too, but I guess only one of you or I can fight."

"Can you play leaf cards?"

"Hmph." Shen Jinmo laughed muffledly, with a strange look in his eyes, as if blaming Xie Nanxing for not knowing her husband well enough.

"I, your husband, am a treacherous minister. How could such an idle thing not be able to do this?"

Xie Nanxing felt that Shen Jinmo was really amazing, and there was really nothing in this world that Shen Jinmo didn't know.

As the desire to share continued to ferment, Xie Nanxing began to confess his original plan to Shen Jinmo: "Shen Jinmo, I'm telling you in secret, I was originally planning to give them all some silver and ask them to give way to me, so that I can spend the silver to buy you happiness."

"Now that you know how to do it, I'll take the cards and hit whatever you tell me to hit."

"We will earn money based on our own abilities then."