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

In order to prevent Xia Yu from falling asleep at night, Xun Zhan simply added a soft couch next to Xia Yu's bed, curled up tightly and spent another night there.

Taking advantage of the time to change Xia Yuchen's dressing, Xun Zhan told Xia Yu truthfully what happened in the palace yesterday.

As for the fact that he went to Shen Jinmo to settle accounts in a rage last night but got nothing in return, he naturally did not mention it at all.

Xun Zhan felt ashamed when it was mentioned.

This high fever not only weakened Xia Yu's limbs, but also his brain.

Even when he was hit by blood last time, Xia Yu had never felt his brain was so bloated as it is now.

After Gu Xunzhan finished speaking, Xia Yu thought about it for several cycles before he responded a little slowly: "So what are you going to do now?"

Xia Yu's silly look naturally made people love him. Xun Zhan held Xia Yu's hand and kissed it gently.

"Those that have been pointed out should naturally not be used anymore. Those that are related to those that have been pointed out should be cut off if necessary, and those that must be preserved should be preserved as much as possible."

The paper was filled with the layout of power belonging to everyone, but Xia Hong only found Xun Zhan. The meaning of the suggestion was self-evident.

Cutting off an arm to survive and releasing all the poisonous blood is to satisfy the king's heart and follow the king's wishes.

With his knuckles slightly bent, he clasped Xun Zhan's palm: "Master, does it hurt?"

Xun Zhan pouted and put his face close to Xia Yu: "It hurts. I hit myself too hard. Look, half of my face is swollen."

Of course, what Xia Yuwen was asking about was not just the slap in the face, but the plan that he had spent countless days and nights working on for him, which was set on fire without any warning and ended up in someone else's pocket.

Xia Yu raised his head and kissed Xun Zhan on the cheek: "The mountaintop is lost, so it's lost. We can just take it back again."

He tilted his head and pressed it on the bed, with the two heads close together. "I've taken so many lucrative jobs recently, so I don't care if I lose these hills."

Xun Zhan, except for Xia Yu, he can afford to lose everything.

"But the master is in a bad mood, and it seems that he is not as good-looking as before."

He hadn't had time to settle with Shen Jinmo about Xia Yu being beaten with a stick, and then Shen Jinmo made trouble for him again, which also ruined his plan to take Xia Yu out of the city to celebrate his birthday.

Even in this situation, if Xun Zhan can still be happy, then he must be mentally ill.

He was so angry that his teeth itched in his heart, but after a thousand twists and turns, Xun Zhan asked: "Then is it uglier than Xie Nanxing?"

"Master is always better looking than Xie Nanxing when I am here."

One is a peerless masterpiece that Xia Yu intends to put on the antique display shelf for occasional appreciation, and the other is the sweetheart that Xia Yu wants to keep between the bed curtains and embrace from time to time. Naturally, there is no comparison between them.

After a dull reply, Xun Zhan pressed the issue further: "Then don't say he is good-looking anymore. You can only say he is short, ugly, and as skinny as a monkey."

"He's just a little shorter than you. If he were on the street, he'd be half a head taller than the men in this capital. As for his thin body, doesn't that just make people feel a little more sympathetic?"

"As for ugly, Xie Nanxing has nothing to do with this word even if he is in his seventies or eighties."

Xia Yu, I really can't say such words against my will.

But if Xia Yu's mind was not muddled at this moment, he would not have been able to give such a detailed rebuttal explanation.

Holding Xia Yu's face with both hands, his evil eyes were now filled with resentment.

"Look at him, look at him, you just think he's good-looking, you'd rather look at him."

Xia Yu stared at Xun Zhan in confusion, and Xun Zhan's eyes were filled with tears because Xia Yu did not respond.

It's like looking at a heartless man.

"Xie Nanxing is ugly like a demon. Xie Nanxing is short and thin. Ah Zhan is the most handsome man I have ever seen. There is no time when Ah Zhan is not good-looking."

The corners of his mouth raised higher and higher, until finally, Xun Zhan grinned.

Ignoring the wound on Xia Yu's butt, Xun Zhan lifted Xia Yu's chin, and the two kissed deeply with quite strenuous yet extremely affectionate force.

They kissed until they were both sweating, but Xun Zhan still sat on the edge of the bed, lazily kissing Xia Yu's body.

On the last day of the fourteenth year of Hongde, notices were posted all over the streets of Shendu, announcing Wu Cixiu's treason and Shen Jinmo's acquittal.

The festive atmosphere of bidding farewell to the old year and welcoming the new year with the sound of firecrackers was completely destroyed because of this notice.

The superiors allowed this person who deserved to be cut into pieces to escape the punishment of the law for their own selfish reasons. The way of heaven was blinded by the worldly affairs and did not send the thunderbolt to fall on Shen Jinmo's head.

As for the people who live between the law and heaven and earth, they cannot be muddle-headed people. They can only fight to the death to regain justice between the way of heaven and the law.

The gates of the Dali Temple and the palace were filled with people kneeling, and the gates of those officials who had been popular among the people in the past were also crowded with people.

The places with the most people were Xie Mansion and Dali Temple Prison.

But no matter how these common people waved their flags and shouted, all they got was irrefutable evidence and the avoidance of all the officials and dignitaries in the capital.

Shen Jinmo did not come out of the dungeon, and the head of the Xie family did not arrive.

As for the imperial palace paved with white bones, it did not lose its dignity because of the kneeling of these people.

After the ancestor worship was over, there was still some time before the family banquet.

Xia Hong summoned these princes and grandchildren into the Golden Palace individually, and at the same time asked Eunuch Lin to go to the Prime Minister's Mansion in person to summon Xun Zhan.

By the time Xun Zhan arrived at the palace, all the surviving princes of the Great Xia Dynasty, except Xia Yu, were kneeling in the hall.

Kneeling next to the princes was Sui Yi, the leader of the Dark Guards wearing a silver mask.

Through the aroma of tea and pastries wafting from the dragon throne, Xun Zhan could actually sense that Xia Hong was in a good mood today.

Kneeling on the ground and kowtowing, Xun Zhan was calmer than anyone else in the hall.

"Your Majesty, long live the emperor."

Xia Ling turned his head to look at Xun Zhan, then looked through Xun Zhan at the palace gate of the Golden Palace, frowning slightly.

Xia Ling, who was left in the palace ready to be questioned at any time, really didn't understand why Shen Jinmo hadn't been brought over yet?

Seeing that everyone had arrived, Xia Hong put down the teacup and said, "Prince Ling told me four days ago that the Qiling Army is still in this world, and its leader is Shen Jinmo."

"According to King Ling, the places mentioned on this paper are all the forces of the Qiling Army in Luoan."

After saying this, the prince kneeling in the hall became even more confused.

They knew very well how sensitive the Qiling Army was.

But no matter how sensitive you are, it is impossible to have anything to do with them.

Eunuch Lin distributed the copied list, and everyone in the hall, except Sui Yi, studied the list carefully.

Upon seeing this, their expressions changed instantly.

Because of the forces mentioned on this list, everyone of them has a part.

Could it be that Xia Hong brought them here from the palace banquet in order to collaborate with Xia Ling and directly make them bear the crime of treason?

Thinking of Wu Cixiu's ending, the prince kneeling in the hall broke out in a cold sweat.

The king and father are above them. If they want to take their lives, they can only thank him and accept death.