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

The laughter echoed in Xie Nanxing's ears. Xie Nanxing pinched Shen Jinmo's ears and asked, "Did I guess wrong?"

Shen Jinmo tilted his head and let Xie Nanxing kiss him: "He doesn't have any offspring just because he feels that's enough."

"There is no new person in the harem. One reason is that he has the whole country under his control. He does not need to win over anyone through marriage to stabilize the country."

"Secondly, it is to show his deep love and loyalty to one person, so that his descendants will add a few words of praise when they talk about him again a hundred years later."

People, when they keep pretending, even they start to believe it themselves.

For a man of Xia Hong's age, unbridled power and the freedom of controlling the mountains and rivers are much more fun than those things in the bed.

No woman in this world, not even the folding fan he holds in his hand every day, can compare to her.

The fact that Zhong Luoyue was demoted from one country to another is evidence of this.

Xie Nanxing whispered in Shen Jinmo's ear: "Can't we win now?"

"There are 50,000 Luoan defenders. Even if we add all of them to the Tiger Power Army, there are only 150,000."

"And now, the northern garrison has 200,000 soldiers and the western garrison has 150,000 soldiers, and neither has chosen a commander yet."

Xia Hong can allow 100,000 Tiger-Power Army to stay directly in Luoan. Naturally, he has more powerful forces outside who can deploy the Tiger-Power Army forward.

What the court lacked was not soldiers, but a commander-in-chief.

Xia Hong did not appoint a chief coach in order to make himself the chief coach that these people would always be loyal to.

"Oh…"

He responded somewhat dejectedly. It turned out that the gap between the enemy and us was so huge.

Shen Jinmo must have an extremely important move to make, or he may not be able to reach it in one step, but may need to take several steps to reach it.

Instead of continuing to cling to the status quo that could not be changed, Xie Nanxing changed the subject: "I think if Shuangxinglou doesn't make money, I can still support you by writing storybooks."

As someone who witnessed the succession of imperial power, Xie Nanxing's writings about court officials, civil and military officials, princes, and generals must be very accurate.

Shen Jinmo began to tease him: "Guaiguai, have you ever heard of literary inquisition?"

The imperial power is sacred and cannot be violated. The more the book is written with personal preferences mixed in, the worse the ending will be for the writer.

In the worst case, the entire family will be destroyed.

What's worse, anyone who has read similar storybooks may be implicated.

Even the unofficial histories of past dynasties mostly focus on the love between kings and princes. How could they dare to talk about power and politics so openly?

Xie Nanxing has a strong backer, so he is not afraid of any literary inquisition.

Twisting Shen Jinmo's ear, he began to threaten him: "I advise you to speak properly."

"As long as you write a storybook obediently, I will not eat or drink every day, and I will use all my salary to buy the storybooks you write, and make you the best writer."

Xie Nanxing raised his eyebrow, obviously very pleased: "You wishful thinking, the book I wrote will be extremely popular, you can't buy it even if you want to."

"But don't worry, I'll lend you the original copy when the time comes. We shouldn't give away our money cheaply to others."

The two chatted about everything along the way, and when they returned to Xie's house, Xie Nanxing's speech was incoherent.

After being taken care of by Shen Jinmo and washing up briefly, Xie Nanxing lay on Shen Jinmo's chest for a while and fell into a deep sleep.

Yang Huai and Mo Ping, who were guarding the door, remained quiet for a long time and did not hear any noise coming from inside the house.

After looking at each other, the two heads came together again.

"The two masters have slept together too infrequently in recent days."

Mo Ping nodded: "Who said it wasn't true? Last year in the prison, the two masters never stopped."

Yang Huai was indeed a little anxious: "Is it because the weather is too hot that the two masters have lost interest?"

Mo Ping shook his head: "I don't think so. In previous years, the two masters loved playing in the water in the summer."

Yang Huai naturally had her own concerns. After all, this husband was different from his wife. He could not have children and relied on offspring to maintain their relationship.

If there is no harmony in bed, there will be no end to the life.

"It must not be my master's fault. How about we prepare some more things to entertain him?"

"Doctor Cheng has come many times, and every time he said that my master is fine, and even asked my master to practice martial arts for an extra hour every day."

"Then can this matter be my master's problem?"

The sounds of the two people's increasingly unrestrained argument reached Shen Jinmo's ears, and the palm wind broke through the crack in the door and knocked down the two people who were gathered together.

The fierceness in the darkness was even more terrifying. Mo Ping and Yang Huai crawled to the door on their knees and closed it, then crawled out of the main courtyard.

In the courtyard, there is only the spring breeze blowing the leaves and the soft breathing by the ears.

Shen Jinmo hugged Xie Nanxing tighter, and his slightly curved lips rubbed Xie Nanxing's black hair, rubbed Xie Nanxing's forehead, and kissed Xie Nanxing's cheek.

Time is long, life is short, and the days we spend together are but a drop in the ocean of life.

Shen Jinmo slept less and less these days, and he also tried his best to restrain himself from exploring the paradise with Xie Nanxing.

After returning from Zhongqing Mountain, he never tortured Xie Nanxing to the point of fainting again.

Every day they are awake and accompanied is precious to them.

The bone-melting and soul-stirring joy is nothing compared to the warmth of companionship.

The roosters began to crow. It was a rare ten-day holiday that had not been booked in advance. Shen Jinmo covered Xie Nanxing's ears with both hands to prevent the crowing from waking her up.

The sun was extremely hot, but Shen Jinmo's hand, which was holding on Xie Nanxing's ear, was not stained with moisture at all.

It is actually very comfortable to fall asleep in Xie Nanxing's arms in the summer.

When the crowing sound faded away, Shen Jinmo actually fell asleep while covering Xie Nanxing's ears.

It was already time for lunch when Xie Nanxing woke up. Shen Jinmo, who seldom slept for so many hours this year, opened his eyes the moment he noticed movement in his palm.

Her black eyes sparkled, and after being decorated by Xie Nanxing, they were full of tenderness.

"Shen Jinmo, you are so beautiful."

He placed his hand on Xie Nanxing's waist: "Did you get enough sleep?"

"I'm not a pig. We need to eat at this hour."

The two of them, who had not taken a bath before going to bed last night, went to take a bath in the pool together. When they came out of the bathroom, a refreshing and appetizing lunch was just placed on the table.

The two were chatting and laughing while having lunch when a servant ran over to the door and knelt down to report, "Master, Master Tian brought a dozen accountants to settle accounts with us, saying that there was a discrepancy in the money distributed by Shuangxing Tower."

The fact that Xie Nanxing was the master behind Shuangxing Tower had actually never been a public fact.

With all the commotion today, the business of Shuangxing Tower is bound to suffer.

But Xie Nanxing was also happy to see him suffer losses. After all, Sihai Pavilion had successfully taken root in Dingxi County, and Shuangxing Tower was no longer viable, so the money just went back into his pocket.

"You should also find a few more accountants to settle accounts with him. Don't give him a penny more."

Mo Ping went to deal with the matter personally. Xie Nanxing held the chopsticks holding the cold chicken shreds in the air and said, "Shen Jinmo, is he a man of good sense, or does he just want to use this as an excuse to make a scene?"

"I don't know."

Shen Jinmo didn't need to know. Since Tian Ding was now on the right track, he didn't have to worry about the Guard Department's affairs.

"Isn't it Tian Ding you want to protect?"

Shen Jinmo held Xie Nanxing's hand and asked Xie Nanxing to feed him the cold shredded chicken: "It's delicious."

Xie Nanxing slapped his head and finally figured things out.

The reason Tian Ding was allowed into the palace was not for advice or favor, but for testing.

Half of those people with little status in the Imperial Guard Department are from the Qiling Army.

If any uncontrollable changes occurred in the Guard Department, all of Shen Jinmo's previous efforts would be in vain.

The person Shen Jinmo wanted to protect was not Tian Ding. He was looking for someone who could protect the Guard Department.

The Guard Department still belongs to Shen Jinmo.