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

The dark eyes suddenly opened, and the deep black eyes were filled with inextricable tenderness and love.

He lifted Nanxing from the bedside into his arms, then bent down to take off Xie Nanxing's deerskin boots.

Afraid that Xie Nanxing would catch a cold, Shen Jinmo quickly stuffed Xie Nanxing into the quilt and then began to take off her thick outer clothes.

His sickly boy used to be so breathless that he would have to put on a thicker cloak, but now he has become so strong that whenever Xia Hong summoned him privately, he would avoid mentioning Xie Nanxing's appearance and physique and only praise her.

"The master came a little late today, and when he arrived he said he was going out to spend money. Could it be that there is someone out there who can serve the master better than Mr. Shen?"

Xie Nanxing hugged Shen Jinmo quietly for a long time before she began to softly use her head to rub open Shen Jinmo's underwear, listening to Shen Jinmo's heartbeat and drawing infinite strength from it.

Xie Nanxing outside the prison supported everyone's faith, while Shen Jinmo inside the prison supported the fear and anxiety that Xie Nanxing was unwilling to express.

Shen Jinmo was still waiting for him to take him home, so Xie Nanxing had to stand up straight between these mountains and rivers.

Seeing that the hands holding him loosened a little, Shen Jinmo began to wrap Xie Nanxing in a quilt until only his round head was exposed.

He was not in a hurry to coax Xie Nanxing to sleep. Instead, his broad hands, with just the right amount of strength, drove away the fatigue from Xie Nanxing's body.

"I, your master, have been living like a bodhisattva lately, doing things to save all living beings, but you are the only one who wants to save me, your master."

"The master of the family allowed Shen to cross once, so he must never allow anyone else to cross again in this life."

"As for the master's money, you can't spend it on a wild man outside."

Xie Nanxing stretched out his hand from under the quilt, scratched Shen Jinmo's chin, and teased: "You serve me the best, so I'll only give you flowers."

He pressed down Xie Nanxing's hand: "The most? Who else has the master let serve him?"

His eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a vigilant look: "Is it your right to ask about the master's affairs?"

Shen Jinmo tried to act out the compromise: "Shen dare not. Shen cannot take the master's past. As long as the master does not look for someone else in the future, Shen will be satisfied."

"Oh, the Beast King is pretending to be a big dog, and he's doing it quite well."

If Shen Jinmo saw someone invading his territory, he would not compromise and would just whip the person so that he would not even have a chance to breathe.

"Shen Jinmo, I sent all the witnesses out of Luoan. They will never come back."

He loosened Xie Nanxing's hair and ran his fingertips through her black hair, smoothing it out that had been messed up by the wind.

"Good boy always has a kind heart."

Burying his face in Shen Jinmo's firm belly, Xie Nanxing's words became softer: "If one more person can live, then one more person can live."

If Xie Nanxing does not send away these servants who have served Wu Cixiu for many years, public resentment will arise again in the future, and they, like ants, will not be able to escape the fate of being controlled by people with ulterior motives in the name of justice.

If you don't die, you will lose a layer of skin.

If Shen Jinmo were to do this, he would definitely not have the time to care about the lives of these people.

Only the dead who leave evidence will shut up forever.

But in Shen Jinmo's eyes, there is nothing wrong with the chess piece that falls onto the chessboard.

The chess piece dropped by Xie Nanxing could not be wrong: "My dear, the servants of the Taifu Mansion who can never return to the Divine Capital should become your sharp knives to break through the siege."

Xie Nanxing raised his head and looked at Shen Jinmo. His eyes flickered and the calculations in his heart finally closed at this moment.

The hands that were bound in the quilt stretched out and embraced Shen Jinmo's neck: "Shen Jinmo, I know how to turn this battle around."

He used his hands and feet to lock Xie Nanxing tightly in his arms.

Shen Jinmo pushed Xie Nanxing out of the way he was going to go: "Xie Nanxing, you are not allowed to beat the drum of the people."

“What is the drum of all nations?”

Shen Jinmo pinched Xie Nanxing's waist and said, "Don't worry. There will be people who are more anxious than you. We can wait."

"Okay, listen to you."

Xie Nanxing bit Shen Jinmo's Adam's apple and sucked hard. He would not listen to Shen Jinmo.

No matter how the cell was decorated to look like home, in Xie Nanxing's opinion, it was still an unlucky place.

It is not appropriate to bid farewell to the old and welcome the new in a prison cell.

Xie Nanxing slept very deeply in Shen Jinmo's arms. When he woke up, Yang Huai and Xiao Gao brought lunch directly to the cell.

After finishing lunch with Shen Jinmo, Xie Nanxing made a decision directly in the cell: "Collect all the evidence and submit it to the Dali Temple tonight, admitting that the Grand Tutor was killed by Shen Jinmo."

With Xie Nanxing's identity, if he were to break into the palace at night, he would lose his life.

As for why he had to submit the evidence overnight, it was naturally because Xie Nanxing tossed and turned for several days and finally chose to accept the outcome calmly.

On the day when he presented the evidence, Xie Nanxing stayed in the cell for the entire day, which clearly showed his attitude.

Xie Nanxing has lost his conscience, betrayed his master and ancestors, and only has room in his eyes and heart for the person he loves.

In the end, he chose to go along with Shen Jinmo.

Next, both Shen Jinmo's life and Xie Nanxing's life were once again handed over to Xia Hong.

However, the era that belongs to Shen Jinmo has arrived.

If Shen Jinmo is not happy, who can hurt Shen Jinmo in the slightest?

Before the day was over, Xia Hong, holding the thick stack of evidence in his hand, could not wait to let Sui Yi directly kidnap Shen Jinmo to the palace.

He personally took the stack of evidence and handed it to Shen Jinmo: "Look, Xie Nanxing's evidence is really enough to make you have no chance of turning things around."

Shen Jinmo took the evidence and flipped through it: "If this person is not my bedmate, I am afraid that I will have to give my life to him in this life."

"Hahaha." Xia Hong laughed happily: "I used to think that he could only be your good wife, but now look, he can accompany you into battle and kill the enemy."

"He is not in good health. I saw him in the cell these few days and he has lost a lot of weight."

Speaking of the prison cell, Xia Hong remembered something else: "I heard from Sui Yi that you two hang out in that cell every day, and you've turned that dungeon into an inn?"

"You also know that he is young and is under the protection of my subjects. There are many things that he has never done, let alone heard of."

"If I can't keep an eye on him from time to time, if something goes wrong, it will be more trouble than it's worth."

Shen Jinmo personally refilled Xia Hong's tea: "All the money he earned in the past two years has now been spent. When the time comes, I can't support such a sickly husband. Your Majesty, please give me a reward to eat."

If this piece of evidence came from Shen Jinmo, it would indeed make more sense: "You are really ruthless to yourself, are you afraid that there are not enough people who want to kill you?"

"I am strong and skilled in martial arts, and I have the emperor's blessing. I will be able to rest assured for the rest of my life."

Shen Jinmo has taken on all the grievances of the people in the world. Xie Nanxing knelt on the street and put most of the responsibility of retrial of the case on the people of the world. The case will be judged based on the evidence in the future, and Xia Hong can naturally stay out of it.

Xia Hong knocked on the table and handed a wooden sign to Shen Jinmo: "How about using this wooden sign to start Nanxing's counterattack?"