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

The dizziness made him feel a little nauseous, but Xie Nanxing was fascinated by the feeling of being hugged.

But Shen Jinmo, who was in his arms, stopped turning around just by hearing the sound of swallowing saliva.

Holding the person up and weighing him, Shen Jinmo's lips curled up slightly.

Walking towards the house, Xie Nanxing buried her head in Shen Jinmo's shoulder and asked lovingly, "Shen Jinmo, are you hungry?"

"hungry."

Xie Nanxing's eyes rolled around, and for a moment he couldn't tell why Shen Jinmo was hungry.

"I'll cook noodles for you first."

"I brought back two sets of clothes from Shuangxing Tower. When you are full, I will take you to take a bath to relieve your fatigue."

The fire in the stove burned slowly, and wisps of smoke floated up the chimney. Xie Nanxing was cutting side dishes with a knife in his hand. The warmth of firewood, rice, oil and salt was reflected in the slow and gentle sounds.

The two of them experienced a seemingly peaceful but heartbreaking event.

They all urgently need such a smoke from cooking to bring them back to the world.

Shen Jinmo held a large bowl of noodle soup in his hand. Xie Nanxing followed Shen Jinmo into the warm room with two pairs of silver chopsticks. They put their heads together and ate the noodle soup slowly.

Speechless, but slowly brewing warmth.

When one is well fed and well clothed, one will think about sex. The moment the two pairs of eyes met, Shen Jinmo directly carried Xie Nanxing on his shoulders and entered the slippery hot spring pool.

Another more bone-eroding song of passion began to unfold between the sobs. In less than half an hour, Xie Nanxing fainted on the lotus pedestal.

As for the clothes that had been prepared in advance, they were of no use at all.

The long-parted reunion of two hearts does not need those empty words. Only the pain that cuts into the bones can soothe the panic in the heart.

Shen Jinmo entered the bedroom holding the person whose face was flushed by the steam. He leaned on the bed and patted Xie Nanxing again and again. Xie Nanxing was so nervous that she kept calling out "Master, I'm sorry" even though she was very nervous.

The falling hand became lighter and lighter. The sedan chair that Xie Nanxing sat in when he left the palace today must have cost him a more painful price.

This must include Xia Hong stabbing Xie Nanxing in the heart several times in the name of Wu Cixiu.

Heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. Shen Jinmo shook the bell slightly, and Xiao Gao bowed and stood in front of Shen Jinmo.

"Call Mo Ping back and ask him to pack his luggage. I want to take Xie Nanxing out to play for a month."

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After drinking the medicine, Xia Yu was a little dazed by the effect of the medicine. After seeing Xun Zhan returning safely, he didn't even have the energy to ask why Xia Hong summoned Xun Zhan to the palace, and fell asleep directly.

Xun Zhan used a hot and wet towel to wipe Xia Yu's slightly hot body, then carefully removed the veil and began to blow on Xia Yu's wound.

The dark shadow behind him enveloped Xun Zhan. Xun Zhan turned around and left Xia Yu's room. Only then did the guard dare to speak:

"Master, Shen Jinmo left the dungeon after dark today, but there are still people in the cell."

Xun Zhan raised his eyelids slightly, and then he figured out what had happened.

The evidence provided by Xie Nanxing will never be overturned in a short period of time. In fact, as long as Xia Hong remains in power, these evidences will remain facts.

But with so many things happening before and after, it is absolutely impossible for the people of this divine city to believe even a little bit of this so-called notice.

If Shen Jinmo had left the prison in a swagger after the announcement, even if his cultivation was extraordinary, if he wanted to return to Xie Mansion, he would have had to use a whip to slaughter the countless people who wanted to kill him.

And these gods regard Shen Jinmo as the enemy who killed their father. They must suffer enough before they know that Shen Jinmo is a master that they cannot shake even at the cost of their lives.

All sacrifices made to move oneself can only move oneself.

Therefore, being the first to leave the cell was a reflection of Xia Hong's trust and grace towards Shen Jinmo. It was also the best strategy for Xia Hong to quickly stabilize the country after weighing the pros and cons.

The carriage stopped at the corner gate of the prime minister's residence. The person wearing Xun Zhan's clothes entered the prime minister's residence, while two groups of people wearing servants' clothes made several turns and went directly into the secret passage and appeared at the corner gate of Xie's residence.

The personal guards brought Xun Zhan into the main courtyard of Xie's mansion. At this time, there were four low-key and comfortable carriages parked in the courtyard. The servants in the mansion were moving back and forth with their heads down, and were nimbly loading things onto the carriages.

If Xun Zhan had arrived any later, he would not have been able to see Shen Jinmo, let alone the servants who had a say in the mansion.

Everyone noticed Xun Zhan's uninvited presence, but no one attacked him.

Shen Jinmo tucked in the quilt for Xie Nanxing and walked out of the room. After quietly closing the door, he cast his sharp eyes on Xun Zhan.

The sharp blade was unsheathed, and Xun Zhan, who had no cultivation at all, pointed it directly at Shen Jinmo.

After weighing the pros and cons, Xun Zhan himself didn't mind swallowing his anger a few more times, but Xia Yu had suffered such an injustice, and Xun Zhan was unable to reconcile.

All the servants in the main courtyard retreated one after another. Shen Jinmo and Xun Zhan walked directly towards each other. Shen Jinmo did not stop until the sword in Xun Zhan's hand fell on Shen Jinmo's chest.

From childhood to adulthood, among the people in this world who have pointed sharp blades at Shen Jinmo, only three are still alive.

Xia Xin, Shen Jun, and today's Xun Zhan.

The first two naturally had no intention of taking Shen Jinmo's life, but Xun Zhan came with real murderous intent.

Unfortunately, Xun Zhan had never practiced martial arts, and Shen Jinmo used a little internal force to block it. Even if his sword landed on Shen Jinmo's heart, it could not hurt Shen Jinmo at all.

Afraid of being woken up by Xie Nanxing, Shen Jinmo turned and headed towards the study.

Xun Zhan followed closely, the cold sweat oozing from his forehead showing that he was trying his best but was powerless at the moment.

As he never slacked off day after day, Shen Jinmo's cultivation must have become even more unfathomable.

"Shen Jinmo, you didn't even let Xiaojiu go. You really have no humanity."

Shen Jinmo clenched his fist and silently looked at Xun Zhan in front of him who was using his weakness to attack the opponent's strength. After using his internal force to force Xun Zhan back dozens of steps, he removed all the internal force to resist.

"Xun Zhan, I'll give you a cup of tea. After a cup of tea, I'll take Xie Nanxing out to travel and get rid of the bad luck."

Xun Zhan swung the sword in his hand towards Shen Jinmo without any pattern.

Shen Jinmo didn't even move the stool and easily dodged all the attacks.

One hand fell on Xun Zhan's wrist and took the sword from Xun Zhan's hand.

"If you want to slash me to vent your anger, I don't care, but Xie Nanxing can't bear to see me get hurt."

Shen Jinmo spoke calmly and seriously.

Xun Zhan slammed his palm on the desk and roared, "Shen Jinmo, I protected Xie Nanxing for you, and this is how you repay me?"

Shen Jinmo was indifferent to Xun Zhan's madness: "Xun Zhan, you don't have to talk to me about this so-called friendship in front of me. What we have is just a deal."

"You protected Xie Nanxing because I put in an equal amount of effort. You fell into the trap because you never thought of saving Xie Nanxing from the beginning."