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

Wu Cixiu served as the Grand Tutor of the Great Xia Dynasty. In his life, he only accepted one disciple, Shen Jinmo.

As for Xia Che, who was carefully taught by Wu Cixiu, he was actually the crown prince, so there was no such thing as a disciple.

Shen Jinmo still remembers the day before the disaster, when Xia Qi and Zhong Yuanyuan went out of the palace to pay tribute to the heroes who died fighting for the country, while Wu Cixiu took Shen Jinmo and Xia Che out of the palace secretly and went to the restaurant that Xia Che had always wanted to go to to eat the newly arrived fruit.

That day, Wu Cixiu seemed to be sad but also quite excited, and drank two more glasses of wine in front of the two children.

Wu Cixiu, who was a little drunk, looked at the two handsome men and said calmly, "It is my honor to teach His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and Mo'er."

"The Crown Prince and Mo'er will join hands to stabilize the country and usher in a prosperous era. From now on, the country will have high hopes, the mountains and rivers will have high hopes, and the people's livelihood will also have high hopes."

"This prosperous era cannot be created overnight. Although I cannot live to see the day when the people can live and work in peace and contentment, I will die without regrets if I can see the crown prince ascend the throne."

"I have no regrets, and neither should others."

Time flies, and more than ten years seem to have passed in the blink of an eye, but Shen Jinmo remembers every word of Wu Cixiu's old words in his heart.

Even though Shen Jinmo could not follow the ideal path that Wu Cixiu had planned for him, Shen Jinmo always wanted the tutor to see Xia Che sitting on the top of the crowd and go to meet the unknown person of Shen Jinmo without any regrets.

"Shen Jinmo." The clear eyes were filled with suspicion as they collided with Shen Jinmo who was walking out of the memories.

Xie Nanxing keenly realized that Wu Cixiu was different from everyone else in Luoan to Shen Jinmo.

When Shen Jinmo mentioned Wu Cixiu, the darkness in his eyes was so heavy, a kind of frank heaviness that could not be possessed by someone walking in the dark.

At this moment, Xie Nanxing really wanted to share something with Shen Jinmo. Even though he knew he was powerless, Shen Jinmo still wanted to.

"Shen Jinmo, I will always be here."

"Fool." Shen Jinmo murmured dotingly, leaned back on the bed and picked up Xie Nanxing's school bag.

"It's getting late. It will take you a long time to write big characters. You should leave the palace today."

"Remember to bring your Master's calligraphy copybook with you tomorrow. Practice your calligraphy here before returning to the mansion."

Xie Nanxing tilted his head and smiled. Shen Jinmo was getting more and more skilled in arranging things for him. "Did I say I would come tomorrow?"

His voice was hoarse, and his usually sharp eyes were adorned with pity: "The road to recovery is long, just think of it as Mr. Shen begging Mr. Xie, okay?"

Xie Nanxing's heart trembled again, he lowered his head and muttered two words, seemingly reluctantly: "Okay."

After walking out of the Imperial Hospital and onto the road out of the palace, Xie Nanxing raised his hand and patted his cheeks several times, using a little strength to regain his rationality.

Shen Jinmo is abnormal now, very abnormal.

Shen Jinmo definitely did it on purpose today, absolutely.

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As soon as the morning court was over, Xia Hong summoned Xia Che and Chen Luo into the palace.

Xia Che seemed very well behaved. He didn't dare to argue with Chen Luo, nor did he dare to look up at Xia Hong. His arrogant eyes were embellished with hesitation.

The imperial power does not allow Xia Che to have the ability to settle down and make a living. Whether he lives a good life or not, he can only rely on the emperor's favor.

And the favor that comes from one's heart, at the peak of power and desire, is naturally like duckweed in the wind.

Seeing that Xia Hong remained silent for a long time, Xia Che asked timidly with a bit of flattery: "Uncle, why did you summon my nephew to the palace?"

"You were wronged on the night of the Lantern Festival, and you have been very busy since the beginning of the new year. I have only made time today, so I will immediately summon you and your wife to the palace."

"Only when both of you are well, can I feel at ease."

The kindness on Xia Hong's face was very familiar. In a blink of an eye, Xia Che forgot the fear that kept him from falling asleep and knelt down, hugging Xia Hong's thighs.

"Uncle, you scared me to death. I thought I was going to die soon."

"Don't talk nonsense like that. It's unlucky." He raised his hand and touched Xia Che's head to comfort him: "No matter how much I like Xiao Mo, I can't surpass you."

"Uncle, I will be obedient, please don't abandon me."

He nodded with a smile, and looked at Chen Luo with smiling eyes: "A Luo, you seem to like Nan Xing very much?"

Her bright almond eyes showed sincere desire: "I want to be friends with him, but he doesn't seem to be willing."

Xia Hong asked again in a casual tone: "Why does Luo want to be friends with Nanxing?"

Her expression revealed a loneliness that would hurt even the most heartless person: "In Luoan, only he and I are from the countryside. He is the only one who doesn't look down on me."

"And he is so weak, like a kitten that I have raised to death. I am strong, and I always want to protect him more."

Xia Hong listened to Chen Luo's words and said more seriously: "Who dares to look down on the Princess Xiaoyao whom I have appointed?"

"A lot." Chen Luo tilted her head and wanted to name a few people, but found that there were too many people and she didn't know where to start: "Every time I go to a banquet, they secretly say that I am vulgar and barbaric."

"Hahaha." Xia Che jumped up on the spot, pointed at Chen Luo and laughed: "What others said is the truth, why are you angry?"

Chen Luo rolled her eyes at Xia Che and wanted to hold back in front of Xia Hong, but she couldn't.

He rolled up his sleeves and was about to attack Xia Che: "Xia Che, if you have the guts, say it again."

Xia Che took a few steps and hid behind Xia Hong, then made a face at Chen Luo.

Chen Luo naturally didn't dare to go over Xia Hong to grab Xia Che, so she could only punch him angrily.

"Don't worry, I will tell the Queen today to take good care of the women in Luoan. Those who talk about the royal family will be punished severely."

Chen Luo tilted her head and thought, "On New Year's Eve, Xie Nanxing and I were in Fengyi Palace. They laughed at me and Xie Nanxing in front of the Queen, saying that we were country folk, and the Queen did not stop them."

"The Queen seems to dislike Xie Nanxing very much."

"What?" Xia Hong's voice became harsher and his breathing became deeper, his dissatisfaction was obvious.

It is really shameful that the mother of a country is so careless on the day of ancestor worship.

"Just say whatever you want to be criticized for. They are not trying to steal my money." Chen Luo waved her hand nonchalantly, "They don't like me, and I don't like them even more."