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

"Master, Mo Ping just said a few words to me. I think these people can be sent out secretly."

"Ok?"

"No one will know about it. Even if someone wants to check their whereabouts in the future, there is no way to find them."

With a smile on his face, Xie Nanxing sighed and said, "Ahuai, I'm just Xie Nanxing."

How did Xie Nanxing get the strength to send so many witnesses out of the capital without anyone noticing?

If Xie Nanxing really had such strength, the next knife held by Xia Hong would definitely fall on Xie Nanxing's head.

Seeing Yang Huai's confusion, Xie Nanxing explained in a low voice: "Without Shen Jinmo's protection, Xie Nanxing can only embark on the clear path that the chess player had set long ago."

"What this chess player wants is for my husband to be pointed at by millions of people. What this chess player wants is for my husband to do whatever cruel and inhumane things in the future, and millions of people will think it's justified."

"And what Xie Nanxing has to do is to make this case so that everyone points fingers at him, but no one can come up with actual evidence to overturn the case."

By then, all the resentment that the people of this world have been seeking but unable to obtain, all the grievances that they have been willing to swallow with gnashing teeth and blood, will finally turn into hatred towards Shen Jinmo and Xie Nanxing.

Destroying Shen Jinmo was enough.

Xie Nanxing hoped that this world would only destroy Shen Jinmo.

Yang Huai understood the silent plan that Xie Nanxing was forbearing at the moment, and Xie Nanxing in the plan had already held the chip to retreat safely because of his own inability to do so.

"Master, when the chess player made your move, did he ever think that he would suffer such a backlash?"

Xie Nanxing snorted and laughed: "A madman who only wants to destroy and kill people will never consider the backlash he will suffer."

"What's more, he is wearing the golden dragon armor and has my husband's magic weapon. He can't be afraid of this little backlash."

"The incident involving King Xiaoyao caused unrest among the people, but in the end, wasn't it because he killed a few corrupt officials and gave them a cup of hot tea to calm them down?"

Anyone who dares to act like this in this divine city will arouse Xia Hong's suspicion, except Xie Nanxing.

Because Xie Nanxing only has money but no power, if he wants to shut Youyou up and save Shen Jinmo, he has no choice but to use money to silence her.

Lowering his voice, Yang Huai approached Xie Nanxing and said, "But a king who only wants to deceive the people is really not a good person."

Xie Nanxing was amused by Yang Huai's serious look: "Keep your voice down, or you'll be taken away and beheaded tomorrow, and I won't be able to save you."

Looking at the light fading in the sky and thinking about other things he had to do tonight, regret crept up on Xie Nanxing's brows.

"Go to the prison in person and tell Shen Jinmo that I can't go today and go see him tomorrow morning."

"I obey my orders."

The night had not yet arrived. Rather than going to the cell, Yang Huai felt it was particularly important to have a good chat with Xie Nanxing to relax a little.

If we really talk about it in detail, Xie Nanxing is the youngest among them.

"Master, I suddenly feel that it is true that a pot should be matched with a lid."

Xie Nanxing’s eyes widened a little, waiting for Yang Huai’s next words.

"You and the adults can finally become a family, not because one of you needs the other's protection, but because you are both equally strong and you can protect each other."

"No way, you recognize me as your master, so your heart is naturally inclined towards me. Shen Jinmo is much stronger than me."

Xie Nanxing was very pitiful without Shen Jinmo's protection.

Yang Huai actually didn’t understand Shen Jinmo, but he still nodded readily.

What his master said was naturally right.

"You have been going to the prison from time to time these days. I feel that this cell is more like your home than Xie Mansion."

"Do you feel the same way?"

His voice was filled with joy of relief: "Then Shen Jinmo must be able to feel it too."

When Shen Jinmo was not around, Yang Huai was the one who knew best how to make Xie Nanxing happy.

"Of course your Excellency can feel it."

Xiao Gao brought in a cup of red date tea and poured it for Yang Huai and Xie Nanxing and left it to dry in the air.

While Yang Huai was using a tea lid to skim off the tea foam for Xie Nanxing, he was looking for evidence to prove that what he said was true.

"When I went to the prison to deliver something to you the other day, I stole a glance at you, sir. The gloom in your eyes and brows completely melted away."

"The master has protected you very well this time. You seem to be more clear-headed than before this incident."

Xie Nanxing smiled happily, with two soft parentheses on her face: "He doesn't have to mediate between the powers that be, nor does he have to meet that person every day. I can still play with him every day. I think he must be very happy."

"If I don't accompany him to relax today, will he have crazy thoughts?"

The more I thought about it, the more I felt that it would be like this: "Tell him that I will be busy until midnight at most, and I will definitely accompany him then, so tell him to go to bed first."

Yang Huai: ...

The last ray of light in the sky faded away, and dark blue dominated the sky.

Xie Nanxing arranged all the things on hand, put on a black cloak, got on an inconspicuous carriage and went to the prison.

The jailer guarding the prison was half asleep and half awake. When he saw the flickering light passing by his eyes, he immediately drew out his knife.

Lu Bai pressed the hilt of the knife to force the blade into the scabbard. Mo Ping took out a silver ingot and put it in the jailer's hand: "I'm late today, brother, please bear with me. Take it and drink a pot of wine."

The jailer saw the three people in front of him clearly, weighed the silver in his hand, and with a look, the alert jailers began to doze off on their stools again.

Xie Nanxing walked very lightly, pointing to the cell surrounded by a screen near the stairs: "You have just been cleared out, so don't just stand there in the future. Take turns to rest for a while, otherwise you will ruin your body and be unable to find a wife in the future."

With a finger raised in front of his lips, Xie Nanxing shook his head at the two men, suppressing their action of kneeling down to express their gratitude.

It's not a big deal at all. There's no such thing as kneeling or not.

What's more, Shen Jinmo is a light sleeper and would wake up easily if he heard anyone talking except Xie Nanxing.

Tiptoeing and pushing open the innermost cell door, Xie Nanxing sat on the small stool beside the bed, staring at Shen Jinmo in the light of the oil lamp that had just been lit not long ago.

The more I read it, the more I felt that Yang Huai was absolutely right.

Shen Jinmo became more and more fair and handsome under his care.

One more look at him and you’ll eat one more bite of rice.

"Oh, whose husband is so obedient and falls asleep so early."

Is Shen Jinmo pretending to sleep? How can Xie Nanxing, the person beside him, not see it?

If Shen Jinmo fell asleep without him in his arms, his brows would be furrowed.

The person pretending to sleep raised the corners of his lips and then pressed them down again, obviously preparing to pretend for a while longer.

Xie Nanxing pressed her lips against Shen Jinmo's and rubbed his ears for a while: "If he doesn't wake up after we kiss, I, your master, will have to spend money to find someone else."