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For several days in a row, Tian Ding would go back and forth between the clinic and the Imperial Guard Department.

I rarely suffer from insomnia, but I have had trouble sleeping every night during this period. Even when I finally fall asleep, I often wake up from my dreams.

The pairs of silently pleading eyes he saw during the day turned into figures kneeling in front of him and sobbing for help at night.

After the morning court session, Tian Ding followed Shen Jinmo at a slightly distant distance.

The one who now stands beside Shen Jinmo is the Third Prince of the current dynasty. Except for Xia Ling who has not been seen for a long time, he is the oldest among these princes.

As for the Second Prince, he went out to soak in a hot spring a few days ago and recruited a few male favorites and prostitutes. He also took too many drugs and died directly in the hot spring pool in the villa.

This was a very shameful way of dying, so Xia Hong was furious and confiscated all his property, and even forbade him to enter the imperial mausoleum.

"I know the truth about the death of the Grand Tutor. If you are willing to cooperate with me, I can promise that you will never leak the secret."

Shen Jinmo didn't even raise his eyelids. Just by listening to these words, he knew that Xun Zhan's hand had touched the Third Prince's head.

Seeing that Shen Jinmo didn't answer, the Third Prince became a little angry and embarrassed.

Xia Ling is in prison, so he can naturally covet the throne now.

Lowering his voice, the Third Prince warned: "Shen Jinmo, don't be shameless. I have evidence in my hand that you killed the Grand Tutor. If you don't cooperate with me, I will kill you."

Shen Jinmo had never taken the prince, who had just had the chance to attend court a month ago, seriously.

But such a stupid person was making noise in his ears every day, and yesterday even Xie Nanxing saw it. Shen Jinmo's impatience exploded at this moment.

Without caring about where he was, Shen Jinmo kicked the Third Prince in the chest. After kicking him several feet away in full view of everyone, he jumped in front of the Third Prince who was spitting blood.

He raised his foot and broke several ribs on the Third Prince's chest. Shen Jinmo felt that the wailing in his ears was unpleasant, so he blocked the Third Prince's mouth with his foot.

Only useless people speak harshly, while powerful people speak with their abilities.

A son who was born to be used as a tool, who could not understand the king's heart, wantonly used the person who could not be mentioned to threaten the king's sword, instigating him to betray his master.

This is a good life, but if you are provoked by others, you will think that you are the son of destiny and will go down the road of death.

Then no one can be blamed.

"Someone, the Third Prince has an emergency. Send the imperial physician to take a look at him."

The Third Prince who was handed over to Xia Hong had a chance of death ten times out of ten.

After saying this in a cold voice, Shen Jinmo used the Third Prince's clothes to calmly wipe off the bright red stains on his feet, and then continued to walk towards the palace gate as if nothing had happened.

After hearing so much noise and nonsense in his ears for too long, Xun Zhan handed him such a target, so Shen Jinmo naturally had no reason not to use it.

If anyone in the inner court of the imperial palace dares to kill a prince, anyone else who wants to get close should also consider their own weight.

During these days, on the way to and from court, Tian Ding had met countless people of noble status, and he would smile and start the conversation with words related to Wu Cixiu.

Either they wanted Shen Jinmo to protect them, or they wanted to win over Shen Jinmo.

Tian Ding also wanted to ask Shen Jinmo some questions, but he actually already had the answers to the questions asked by others in his heart.

About the secret guard sitting on the eaves, about Ah Shun who returned with a sharp sword, and about the wine that was drunk recklessly.

Every move you make is, in fact, a farewell.

That night, Tian Ding was forcibly taken back to the mansion by Shen Jinmo. He was not allowed to leave the Tian Mansion until Shen Jinmo was acquitted.

He wanted to ask Shen Jinmo something, but the answer he wanted was different from those people.

But Tian Ding couldn't figure out what answer he wanted.

Since he couldn't figure it out, he didn't dare to ask. Especially after witnessing Shen Jinmo's methods these days, he was actually a little scared.

It was fine in the early days, but recently anyone who asked Shen Jinmo these questions would inevitably be whipped.

Tian Ding was a little afraid of pain and didn't want to be whipped.

But the pain and depression in my heart could not find a way out, and Tian Ding felt even worse.

Riding slowly on the long street, Tian Ding paid the medical fees of all the seriously injured patients in each clinic one by one. When he saw the people who came to the clinic for follow-up visits, Tian Ding would give them some silver.

Only after he had spent all the money he had did Tian Ding look up and around him.

Leading the horse, he walked slowly in the dusk of the Divine Capital. As far as he could see, there was no trace of the bloodbath that happened on the day Shen Jinmo returned to the Divine Capital.

The vendors along the road greeted and saw off customers with smiles on their faces. The farmers who had returned from spring planting with hoes on their shoulders raised their kettles and drank the last sip of water.

If there is one thing that is different about the people of Shendu now than in the past, it is that each of them walking under the sunset occasionally looks up and looks in the direction of Xie's mansion.

They are all alive and waiting for Shen Jinmo's retribution.

He mounted the horse, whipped it repeatedly, and the horse's hooves stepped on the golden light as it rode towards Xie's mansion.

But when he arrived at Xie's house, Tian Ding didn't know why he came.

The servant guarding the gate had no intention of inviting Tian Ding in. Tian Ding, sitting on his horse, paced back and forth in front of the gate of Xie's house.

Under the watchful eyes of the people of Shendu who had been busy all day, Tian Ding ultimately did not cross the threshold of the Xie Mansion.

He dismounted and led the horse in the direction away from Xie's house.

It was already dark, and Tian Ding was pouring wine over his head in the dark alley with two jugs of wine in his hands.

He took a few more sips of wine and, taking advantage of his so-called drunkenness, staggered into the gate of Xie's house.

There was no obstruction along the way, and Tian Ding saw Shen Jinmo standing in the yard.

Shen Jinmo, I've been waiting for him for a long time.

If you don't come soon, Shen Jinmo will give up Tian Ding.

The moment their eyes met, Tian Ding could no longer pretend to be drunk.

Bowing to Shen Jinmo, Tian Ding lowered his head and said, "Brother Wang Heng, can I ask why?"

"Follow me." Shen Jinmo said this and added, "Stay away from me."

For a moment, Tian Ding didn't know whether he should follow Shen Jinmo or stay away from Shen Jinmo.

Finally, he mustered up his courage and chose to follow Shen Jinmo from a distance, walking towards the study.

When they were more than twenty feet away from the study, Shen Jinmo stopped Tian Ding from moving forward with a look.

He reeked of alcohol, and anyone who got close to him would be sickening to Xie Nanxing.