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

Withdrawing his gaze, Shen Jinmo abandoned his horse and walked in the opposite direction from which he came.

At this moment, Shen Jinmo, who had dismissed all the imperial guards with the appearance of Tian Ding, was going to Prince Ming's Palace to find Xun Zhan.

There was not a trace of light in the pitch-black night. Xun Zhan sat on the railing of the veranda and had been waiting for Shen Jinmo for two hours.

For five consecutive days, whenever Shen Jinmo was summoned to the palace, Xun Lan would wait there at night.

A few days ago, he brought Xia Yu along, but today, Xun Zhan did not bring Xia Yu along.

The man who often traveled in the dark caught sight of Xun Zhan on the corridor at a glance, took out a detailed list from his arms and handed it to Xun Zhan.

"All the resigned officials and newly vacant positions are here. You can take as many as you can."

Shen Jinmo didn't have the chance to swallow it.

Xie Nanxing was not in the court, and his forceful interference in state affairs only got him into trouble.

For a long time in the future, the couple will only have time to do one thing.

This drama is performed in full by the king who acts out his willfulness and directs the show.

Xun Zhan had been frozen from head to toe, and his eyes, which once shone with evil, seemed a little dull due to his slow movements.

He took out a tinderbox and used the light from it to look through the list.

The extreme joy broke the ice that enveloped Xun Zhan.

Those vacancies that he originally thought he would have to compete with Shen Jinmo for openly or secretly, are now all in front of him, ready for him to choose?

But how could Shen Jinmo do business at a loss?

He could give these official positions to Xun Zhan or Xia Ling, and he could even use a list to incite a fight between Xia Ling and Xun Zhan.

Now that it has been handed over to Xun Zhan, we have expectations for him.

"what would you like?"

Shen Jinmo likes this kind of straightforward communication that doesn't waste time.

"Protect Xie Nanxing and help the emperor."

As for what specific accomplishment he was going to accomplish, Xun Zhan had a clear idea.

Xun Zhan was also summoned to the palace after the morning court today.

Now that this play has been put on stage, no one wants to perform on stage.

But everyone has to go on stage.

The surroundings were so cold that they could freeze one's bones, and the passage of time seemed to have stopped before one's eyes.

The Big Dipper, which guided the direction, was firmly bound by the haze. Xun Zhan blew out the fire starter in his hand, and the list in his hand became a hot potato.

Xun Zhan did want a lot, but the meat that Shen Jinmo had placed on the table was covered in blood.

"Shen Jinmo, you don't want to swallow this piece of meat, but I do?"

The person Shen Jinmo wants to swallow also hopes that Shen Jinmo will swallow him.

However, Shen Jinmo did not expect that he had walked forward for so long and thought that he could get Xia Hong to tell him what he wanted in person.

Still, it cannot escape its mission of being a ruthless sword.

But, it’s fine this way.

"Did you make him faint?"

Xun Zhan pursed his lips, implying something: "He is still young."

"I'm not a beast."

I feel guilty, after all, it's still unclear who will be the one to tormenting whom.

I always feel that my explanation is not clear enough. I am afraid of causing misunderstandings, and I am also afraid of provoking Xia Yu to make things a fait accompli.

"Knowing you would come to see me, I gave you some calming incense."

At the very least, he would come to Xun Zhan first.

Although he thought he was not a good person, he was still slightly more reliable than Xia Ling's poisonous snake.

What's more, there is the bond of Xie Nanxing.

Nepotism has always been the most stable relationship in the court.

Shen Jinmo stood up from the seat railing and said softly: "If King Ming wants to sleep peacefully every night, swallowing it is your only choice."

Xia Lingruo already had tremendous power in his hands, and the first thorn in his side that he wanted to get rid of was Xia Yu.

If Shen Jinmo, the emperor's favorite who holds real power, were to come to harm, Xia Ling would have no other choice but to usurp the throne.

Watching Shen Jinmo leave, Xia Yu took a cloak and put it on Xun Zhan's shoulders.

"You're not asleep?"

"Humph." He smiled in silence, "When Wang Heng asked that question, I had just gotten enough sleep."

Xun Zhan tightly grasped Xia Yu's hand and handed the list to Xia Yu: "Xiao Jiu, you can't swallow them all."

"I know."

A big tree attracts the wind, and a single dominant company is not what Xia Hong wants to see: "But Xun Zhan, we are moving too steadily, it will make him uneasy."

Shen Jinmo gave up the Holy Heart that he could not obtain even with so much effort. They, who were looking forward to Xia Hong's death and taking the throne, were not wrong, but it was the biggest mistake.

After leaving Prince Ming's Palace, Shen Jinmo walked on the dark Luoan Street, blending into the night.

Several black shadows passed over Shen Jinmo's head. Without noticing Shen Jinmo's figure, they started fighting directly above Shen Jinmo's head.

The one with silver mask on his face is Sui Yi, and the one holding the spear is Ashun.

All those who had the power to resist in the Taifu Mansion were taken away by Sui Yi.

In the Taifu Mansion now, there is Wu Cixiu inside the mansion, there are guards guarding the Taifu Mansion outside the mansion, and there are secret guards arranged by Xia Hong in the dark who will watch his every move after he enters the Taifu Mansion tonight.

The black clothes, cast into the bright light, exude a rare fragility and sharpness, as if they were infected with a morbid shadow.

In Xia Hong's eyes, for Shen Jinmo, there is no difference between killing Wu Cixiu and killing Xia Che.

The guards at the door were on high alert. When they saw a dark shadow coming in from the main gate, they rushed forward with swords in hand.

They naturally remembered Tian Ding's instructions: "Who dares to trespass into the Grand Tutor's Mansion?"

He pulled out the whip from his waist and smashed the stone steps of the Taifu Mansion directly into pieces.

All the guards knelt on the ground, following Tian Ding's order that they should make way for Shen Jinmo if they bumped into him.

No matter how slowly you walk, you will eventually reach Wu Cixiu's sight.

Shen Jinmo looked at the wine jug in Wu Cixiu's hand, dropped the whip in his hand on the table, and personally held the wine jug to pour wine for Wu Cixiu.

"The Emperor asked me to see the Master off for the last time."

This was the first time I saw wine in front of me, but I never drank it.

Wu Cixiu raised the wine cup high above his head and then slowly poured the wine into the soil.

A sword that had been buried in the soil for more than ten years was sharpened by Wu Cixiu himself.

This is what Wu Cixiu asked Ah Shun to dig out at Lanhuayuan today.

Before Shen Jinmo was forced to leave Shendu, Lanhuayuan was Shen Jinmo's courtyard.

"I have always believed that spears and sharp swords are the orthodoxy of martial arts. I forgot that Heng started learning martial arts at the age of three and looked down on spears and swords. I think from that time on, your relationship as master and disciple was destined to have a difficult ending."

"You only have your eyes on the long whip on the princess' waist, so the long sword I prepared for you in advance is useless."

The sword was unsheathed, and a ray of sword light flashed in the cold and gloomy air.

The sword blade went straight towards Shen Jinmo, breaking through the cold air while making a clanging sword sound.

Shen Jinmo was forced to retreat again and again until he was standing under the courtyard wall, with nowhere to retreat.

Wu Cixiu suddenly stopped his attack and threw the sword into Shen Jinmo's hand.