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

The wound on Xia Yu's waist and hip was torn again and bled because of going to the toilet. The red bloodshot in Xun Zhan's eyes, which had finally subsided, burst out again.

He fed Xia Yu with a small spoon of porridge in his hand. After a short rest in the afternoon, Xia Yu felt a little feverish.

Xun Zhan himself was unable to eat a single bite of food, and just looking at his appearance, it was hard to tell who looked more haggard between him and Xia Yu.

There was a knock on the door, and it was the young eunuch who was brought to Prince Ming's Palace by the servant of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The moment Xun Zhan suddenly raised his head, the dissatisfaction revealed in his eyes frightened the little eunuch so much that he lowered his head.

The eunuch who gave Xun Zhan the Xuan paper was brought from the Prime Minister's Residence to Prince Ming's Palace, so today's incident could not be taken lightly.

Now that the fever in Xia Territory continues, Xun Zhan doesn't want to leave Xia Territory at all.

"explain."

The fact that the young eunuch, who was carrying the emperor's order, was not frightened to kneel down after hearing these words was already a blessing from heaven.

Trembling, he blurted out what he knew: "Master Xun, Prince Ling is going to the palace today to discuss something with the Emperor, and then the Emperor will ask me to summon you to the palace immediately."

It turned out that it was that stupid Xia Ling who was causing trouble. Xun Zhan finally found a place to vent his anger that he couldn't take out on Shen Jinmo.

The last mouthful of porridge in the bowl was fed to Xia Yu, and everyone's sight was blocked by the closed bed curtains.

He leaned close to Xia Yu's ear and whispered, "Sleep when you are tired, eat when you are hungry. If I come back early, I will come to you. If I come back late, I will come early tomorrow morning."

Xia Yu's face was flushed red, but he did not forget to worry about Xun Zhan: "Take Lord Xun to change his clothes, so as not to offend the emperor."

Xia Yu had spoken, and the young eunuch who was originally preparing to urge Xun Zhan had no choice but to swallow all his words.

He still had to sell this favor to Xia Yu.

When Xun Zhan appeared in the Golden Palace, Xia Yu, who had been kneeling for a while, was brought out by Eunuch Lin and headed towards the place where Xia Hong was temporarily placed.

Xia Yu took a few steps and looked back again. When his eyes met Xun Zhan's, a friendly smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The appearance of Xun Zhan means that the person who will replace Shen Jinmo has arrived.

Once Shen Jinmo died, the next people he would deal with would be Xun Zhan and Xia Yu.

"Your Majesty, long live the emperor."

"Flat body, give me a seat."

The moment Xun Zhan stood up and sat down, Xia Hong saw the slap marks on his face that could not be covered up even with rouge and powder: "How could there be someone in this God's Capital who could slap you directly in the face?"

"I failed to persuade the king to stop his actions today, and the king was injured. This is what I deserve."

Xia Hong was obviously hesitant for a moment, but he was unwilling to dwell on this matter any longer: "Xun Zhan, Prince Ling just told me that the Qiling Army is in Wang Heng's hands."

Xun Zhan put down the teacup he had just picked up, lowered his head and began to quickly assess the situation in front of him.

If he really believed Xia Ling, the person summoned to the Golden Palace today should be Shen Jinmo, not Xun Zhan.

In other words, after hearing this report, Xia Hong not only did not blame Shen Jinmo, he did not even have a trace of doubt.

"Lord Shen was chosen by the Emperor and became his right-hand man. In my humble opinion, he will definitely not accept the command of the Qiling Army."

Xia Hong nodded towards Sui Yi, and a piece of rice paper was handed to Xun Zhan: "Master Xun, King Ling said that these are the contact points of the Qiling Army."

Xun Zhan took the rice paper and took a look at it. His smooth breathing immediately became heavy.

Shen Jinmo, it’s not enough that he caused Xia Yu to take the blame for Xie Nanxing, now he even wants to use that idiot Xia Ling to directly destroy his power!

The advice Zhong Yuanyuan gave him today flashed through his mind, and the rice paper held in Xun Zhan's palm began to become wrinkled.

He is here, weighing the pros and cons.

"Xun Zhan, what's wrong?"

He knelt on his knees and said, "Your Majesty, there are several places on this list that look familiar to me. They seem to be the forces I prepared for the King after he left the palace and established his own residence."

Looks familiar. Like.

This means that Xun Zhan does not want to make a decision now. He needs to go back and discuss with Xia Yu before making a final decision.

Xia Hong did not want to embarrass Xun Zhan today: "Then go back and learn more about it. In three days, I need a convincing answer."

Xun Zhan left the palace, and Sui Yi followed him back to the Dark Guard Division.

Eunuch Lin poured tea for Xia Hong and asked, "Why didn't the emperor withdraw the imperial decree to release Lord Shen early today?"

This matter concerns the Qiling Army. Even if this is a trap set by Xia Ling to drag all the brothers into it, based on Eunuch Lin's understanding of Xia Hong, he would have to bring Shen Jinmo over for questioning.

"Xiao Linzi, when the list first came into Suiyi's hands, Suiyi said there were five bases of the Dark Guard Division on it."

"Those strongholds were managed by Sui Er before, and they were specifically watching Xia Ling's strongholds."

Eunuch Lin frowned and muttered quietly, "Isn't it obvious that Prince Ling has been tricked?"

No matter how stupid he was, it was impossible for him to expose the base of the Dark Guards in front of Xia Hong.

The only possibility is that Xia Ling was pushed into a corner and had no time to verify the truth.

"He has made a lot of moves since Wang Heng was imprisoned. Now it is time for him to pay back his debt."

Eunuch Lin was shocked by Shen Jinmo's recklessness: "Then the master is going to kill King Ling?"

"I would like to, but I have to wait a little longer."

Obviously, Xia Hong was not prepared to take Xia Ling's life.

To maintain your throne, you need checks and balances.

Only with three pillars in place can Xia Hong rest assured.

"Master is wise."

Eunuch Lin agreed with a smile, but his mind was already in a state of confusion.

Even though Shen Jinmo framed Xia Ling in the name of the Qiling Army, Xia Hong not only did not feel the slightest bit of disgust, but also subconsciously fulfilled Shen Jinmo's idea.

He even did not hide his satisfaction with Shen Jinmo's visit in his words.

The sword held in the master's hand was indulged by the master and possessed a consciousness independent of the master.

This favorite minister has already been justified.

The first full moon after the snow makes the night brighter than the day.

Xie Nanxing was holding a lantern and looking forward to what was happening under the gate of the main courtyard.

Mo Ping held an oil-paper umbrella for Xie Nanxing to block the night wind. "Master, please go back inside and wait for a while. If I hear anything, I will come and remind you immediately."

Xie Nanxing shook his hand: "If you were me, would you still be able to sit still?"

Mo Ping thought about it and then nodded.

Although his master had been living in prison these days, the two masters could actually see each other every other day at most, and could even sleep in the same room at night.

Xie Nanxing rolled her eyes slightly: "So you are not me."

No matter how much a dungeon is decorated to look like home, it is incomparable to home.

The road ahead was pitch black, but Xie Nanxing suddenly ran out of the yard holding a lantern.

Running all the way with a smile on my face, the flickering candlelight made the winter full of spring flowers and autumn fruits.

The moment he collided with the ink-colored figure, he was held tightly in his arms by his butt.

The extremely steady man held Xie Nanxing and kept spinning in circles in the snow. Xie Nanxing tightly grasped the lantern in her hand, drawing a rainbow bridge under the moonlight.

The most dreary black and white night is so beautiful at this moment that it seems like a fairyland in Yaochi.

Mo Ping, a grown man, actually shed a few tears when he saw this scene.

Raising his hand to touch his forehead wrapped in gauze, Mo Ping secretly turned around and left the main courtyard.

He was injured, and he also wanted to sneak around and have someone hold him and comfort him.