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

Xie Nanxing was not in a hurry to break free from Shen Jinmo's restraints, because Shen Jinmo would not let him fall.

She blinked her eyes slightly, and her feathery eyelashes brushed lightly across Shen Jinmo's palm. The palm that covered his eyes felt a little hot.

As if she had found new fun, Xie Nanxing kept talking and blinking her eyes much more frequently than usual.

"You stacked your prey neatly this time, just like before, but I feel like the way you tied it up is different from what I experienced personally?"

When Xie Nanxing first met Shen Jinmo, he thought that this hunter was very capable and that he would never have to worry about food and drink if he followed him.

But it was not until today that he saw how capable this hunter was.

Having been in Yunhuai Village for so long, nothing had gone wrong and he had never noticed that there was a second way to tie the clothes.

If there weren't so many prey today, Xie Nanxing would have really thought that Shen Jinmo had tied him up as a prey for the first time.

Shen Jinmo suddenly became happy when he heard this, so happy that he suppressed the itch in his palms: "If I had tied it so tightly back then, where would I have found a sickly kid to raise?"

How can tying up the sickly little animals that you want to take home to raise be the same as tying up these dead prey?

"Shen Jinmo, I think I misjudged you."

"uh-huh?"

He raised his voice slightly at the end of his voice, waiting for Xie Nanxing's explanation with great interest.

"I used to think you said less and did more, but today I realize that you are more thoughtful than you are practical."

After saying this, Xie Nanxing felt that it was not accurate enough. After thinking for a while, Xie Nanxing pulled off Shen Jinmo's hand that was covering his eyes and stared at Shen Jinmo.

"This is called acting after careful planning, without any mistakes."

"It's the same when talking about love and doing official business."

In Xie Nanxing's opinion, Shen Jinmo's cleverness is a great advantage.

Except for the fact that he had to suffer too much, Shen Jinmo was good in every other aspect.

Shen Jinmo, who was coaxed very well by Xie Nanxing, came before the imperial carriage with a faint smile in his sharp eyes.

After reporting the situation of the prey to Xia Hong and receiving a few teasing remarks from Xia Hong, Shen Jinmo and Xie Nanxing fled from the imperial presence.

When they returned to their own fire racks, there were only two quarters of an hour left before the end of the hunt when the fireworks were set off.

The members of the Red Team, who had not seen their captain return, were like ants on a hot pan, pacing anxiously around the ring.

If you haven't come out of the forest within the time limit, no matter how many prey you catch, it will be useless.

So in most cases, they would rather hunt less and leave the forest earlier.

After all, the prey in this forest are not poultry, and all the efforts will be wasted if there is any mistake.

Shen Jinmo didn't care about the tension ahead at all. He was in a good mood, so he just glanced at those who came up to him and praised him and asked them to leave.

In the past, whenever someone dared to approach him when Xie Nanxing was accompanying him, Shen Jinmo would simply use a whip to drive them away.

He personally processed the hunted sheep, sat at the place where Mo Pingfang had just added fire, and concentrated on adding firewood to the fire, helping Xie Nanxing who was grilling the meat himself.

The mutton that was marinated to perfection was cooked after being put on the fire for a while. Xie Nanxing put two small plates of roasted mutton in a specially prepared white jade plate and handed them to Shen Jinmo.

He raised his chin and pointed to where Xia Hong was: "Please trouble Lord Shen to ask for a favor on behalf of the Xie Mansion. After all, when you were not back, I ate a deer leg of the emperor and the queen."

Shen Jinmo opened his mouth, and after Xie Nanxing fed the first bite of mutton into Shen Jinmo's mouth, Shen Jinmo obediently started to do this task.

After ordering the eunuch to clear the dishes from the table, Shen Jinmo placed the two plates of mutton in front of the two people and said, "I roasted it. Your Majesty and Your Majesty, please do me the honor of trying it together."

When she heard that Shen Jinmo had baked it himself, Zhong Yuanyuan, who was usually as calm as water, raised her hand to take the round fan from Nanny Xi's hand, shaking it lightly, hiding her wandering eyes.

Xia Hong put down the silver chopsticks he had just picked up and took the cup of tea handed to him by Eunuch Lin.

The situation was a bit awkward, so Xia Hong decided to help Zhong Yuanyuan out: "My eldest sister-in-law and I are full. Xiao Linzi, put away Wang Heng's roasted lamb first. We can heat it up for later when my eldest sister-in-law and I are hungry."

How could there be a precedent for reheating food after it had been put away by the king of a country?

Shen Jinmo frowned for a moment, but finally, unable to bear to see Xie Nanxing's hard work being wasted, he opened his mouth to explain.

"Xie Nanxing roasted them all. I was only responsible for adding some firewood and slaughtering a sheep."

When Nanny Xi heard this explanation, she picked up the silver chopsticks and added another piece to Zhong Yuanyuan: "This mutton must be eaten while it's hot, Madam, please try it."

Zhong Yuanyuan knew that Shen Jinmo was talking to her. After eating the mutton with a smile, she gave her evaluation: "It's fresh and delicious, top quality. Your Majesty, please try it."

Xia Hong followed suit and picked up his chopsticks, nodding his head frequently, showing his satisfaction with the plate of mutton.

After a while, both plates of mutton were finished.

After rinsing his mouth with tea, Xia Hong teased, "Wang Heng, next time you serve food to me and my eldest sister-in-law, don't say it was you who cooked it."

With Shen Jinmo's cooking skills, those dishes that look ugly and inedible at first glance are actually the safest.

Most of them just taste bad and won’t kill you if you eat them.

But those that look good are the real danger.

Zhong Yuanyuan and Xia Qi have never believed in the idea that a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen. When Shen Jinmo was young, he was particularly interested in this matter. As his grandparents, they naturally supported him.

Therefore, even though Xia Xin and Shen Jun repeatedly obstructed them, Zhong Yuanyuan and Xia Qi still happily let Shen Jinmo personally prepare some food for the clan nobles to taste at the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet that year.

Just for the exquisite presentation of the moon hanging on willow branches, all the civil and military officials in the court praised it highly.

But when everyone took the first bite, before the insincere compliments were finished, someone in the hall started talking nonsense.

Finally, on that Mid-Autumn Festival reunion night, all the civil and military officials in the court, including the imperial physicians, spent it in the Imperial Hospital.

Because there were so many people infected with the disease, even those who were once the most respected people were not given even a stool in the Imperial Hospital, and they just lay on the ground sobbing.

Even Doctor Shu had to spend a lot of time to find the prescription to detoxify.

Nearly a month later, Xia Xin, who was already very busy with official duties, took Shen Jinmo to apologize door to door as soon as she finished her work.

The old ministers who witnessed this incident back then knew it well.

However, there are only a few former ministers left in the court now, so when they recall what happened back then, only Zhong Yuanyuan and Xia Hong can understand.

Shen Jinmo not only didn't take this obvious disdain seriously, but instead looked at Zhong Yuanyuan and said confidently: "Xie Nanxing said that my cooking will be better than his in the future."

An extremely long-standing stubborn childishness, carried with these words, was revealed in front of Zhong Yuanyuan on this early autumn night.

The eye sockets were a little red, and the bitterness in the eyes was about to turn into crystal at any time.

Before her Xiao Mo encountered the misfortune, he had always been a person who would do his best to do the best in one thing, no matter how big or small it was.

The frank stubbornness and the current cold calculation have become two extremes.

The past is gone. Will Shen Jinmo, who was killed by power, be able to return to Luoan City and stand beside Zhong Yuanyuan one day?

He smiled helplessly.

Zhong Yuanyuan had the answer in her heart.

No, all the retreat routes have been cut off by Shen Jinmo in front of me.