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

"I asked Wang Heng to take you to pick up Han Zhou. The moment your carriage left the hunting ground, all the tea was poisoned."

"The cakes you made in the hunting ground's kitchenette were all highly poisonous."

"Every sip of tea you persuade Han Zhou to drink and every bite of cake you persuade him to eat is asking for his life."

"And Wang Heng was unaware of all this from the beginning to the end. He only knew that I wanted Han Zhou's life. He originally planned to kill Han Zhou in the ring."

"So it was you who killed Han Zhou, not Wang Heng. Wang Heng took the blame for you and your life or death was uncertain. Han Zhou also died young because of you."

"If you stay with Wang Heng like a scourge, you will cause Wang Heng's death sooner or later."

After hearing these comments one after another, Xie Nanxing, who was begging desperately, fell to the ground.

Looking up at the madness that was growing in Xia Hong's majestic eyes, Xie Nanxing's whispers were a stubborn attempt to redeem himself.

"It's not me, it's not me, it's you, you poisoned me, not me."

Xia Hong likes to admire the ants' souls being torn apart, and is even more obsessed with the release of their true nature without any concealment.

"Xie Nanxing, it's you. If Han Zhou wasn't on good terms with you, I wouldn't have wanted his life at all."

"I can even tolerate the Marquis of Zhongqin, so how can I not tolerate a half-grown boy like Han Zhou?"

"If it weren't for you, Han Zhou would be like Wang Heng, obeying me and kneeling down to be my dog."

With the power of the emperor, he personally forced Xie Nanxing to leave without leaving any room for him. Xia Hong's possessiveness towards Shen Jinmo, the man who took the blame and died in his place, was set off by his increasingly violent desire to kill.

The era of following the will of the rebellious will lead to destruction has passed, and instead, an era where life and death are decided by the emperor's momentary joy or anger has emerged.

What remains unchanged is Shen Jinmo, who will always be the bearer of all Xia Hong’s sins.

Xie Nanxing felt distressed and helpless: "Why? Why?"

"I have never done anything against you, why do you insist on letting me go?"

He smiled nonchalantly, "Wang Heng is an important minister who has my trust and protects my life and death. You are the one who can make him die in this world... As long as the God City is here, I will not be able to sleep peacefully for a day."

He bent his head and raised Xie Nanxing's chin with his folding fan: "I am afraid that Wang Heng will betray me for you one day."

"Only if you leave, and only if Wang Heng remains loyal to me after you leave, will my heart be at peace."

"No." Xie Nanxing knelt and shook his head, explaining anxiously: "Your Majesty, Shen Jinmo will never survive without you. He will never betray you in his life."

"I love Shen Jinmo so much. For Shen Jinmo to survive, I will always be the most obedient person."

"Your Majesty, please let me stay with Shen Jinmo. If you don't believe it...if you don't believe it...just poison me..."

Xia Hong kicked Xie Nanxing away and looked at the paleness on Xie Nanxing's face. He felt the urge to kill him with his own hands.

But in the end, he endured it.

With a glance, Sui Yi and Eunuch Lin protected Xia Hong together and prevented Xie Nanxing from getting close.

"Xie Nanxing, I am the ruler of a country. You are not worth the risk for me."

"I don't want anything to damage the relationship between me and Wang Heng. I hope you can explain all these things clearly before you leave the capital."

Glancing at Yang Huai who was kneeling on the ground with Xie Nanxing, Xia Hong asked meaningfully, "Is he the Yang Huai who is taking care of Shuangxing Tower for you?"

When asked this question, both Xie Nanxing, who was kneeling on the ground, and Sui Yi, who was stopping Xie Nanxing from approaching Xia Hong, felt their hearts tremble.

Anyone who is targeted by Xia Hong never has a good ending.

Before the two of them could digest the threat, Xia Hong said ruthlessly: "If you don't leave, the next person you will kill is Yang Huai."

"The next one could be Mo Ping, or anyone you've ever cared about or met."

"They were all killed by you because you were greedy for love and didn't want to leave. That's why they died."

"Xie Nanxing, do you think there will come a day when I get tired of using Wang Heng and let you kill him with your own hands?"

More than 30 years have passed since Xia Qi rose up in rebellion. For the first time, Xia Hong took off his gorgeous clothes and revealed the dark and selfish face in his heart in front of a living person.

Looking at Xie Nanxing slumped on the ground in despair, Xia Hong stood up from the armchair and used a folding fan to soothe the inexplicable heat rising in his heart.

"Sui Yi, please return to the palace. I believe Nan Xing will make the most correct choice."

After walking a few steps outside, Xia Hong suddenly turned around and looked at Xie Nanxing. His brows, which had been ferocious just now, were now full of kindness.

He turned around and walked over to Xie Nanxing, helped Xie Nanxing up, and straightened Xie Nanxing's messy clothes: "Is that right, Master Xie?"

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes slightly closed, and tears fell like rain, sealing everything in the divine capital at the turn of autumn and winter.

Xie Nanxing nodded.

Xia Hong was satisfied and turned away.

It was late at night, and at Xia Hong's signal, Eunuch Lin opened the car window for him.

Sui Yi, who was standing in front of the car window escorting Xia Hong back to the palace, quickly gathered his thoughts upon hearing the noise, bowed towards where Xia Hong was, and waited for the king's order.

The carriage stopped under the palace wall. Xia Hong looked up and down at the number one man in the Dark Guard Division who had truly relied on killing to get to him.

If you want to give, you must first take. Xia Hong asked: "Sui Yi, do you still want to return to the position of leader of the Dark Guard Division?"

"Your Majesty, please give your orders."

Kneeling down loudly is the desire for power that becomes more and more real after people who have touched power suddenly lose everything.

"Xie Nanxing insisted on leaving the Divine Capital today. I tried my best to keep him, but failed."

"Now Wang Heng is still ill, I can't bear to make him sad, you personally take the secret guards I selected and escort Xie Nanxing."

The secret guards chosen by Sui Yi and Xia Hong were not worthy of Xia Hong's complete trust.

But with mutual evidence from both sides, the results presented can only be more credible.

The car windows were closed, and Xia Hong got on the imperial chariot that had been waiting at the palace wall. He first went to the Imperial Hospital to see Shen Jinmo who was still sleeping, and then headed towards the Golden Palace.

A gust of cold wind blew by, reminding Xia Hong of the madness that had raged today.

Feeling hot-headed, Xia Hong felt that he was being too hasty. It would be better to leave this matter to Eunuch Lin.

But if Eunuch Lin was asked to do it, how could Xia Hong feel so happy?

He stopped at the door of the bedroom. Zhong Yuanyuan's palace door was still closed, and Xia Hong's heart began to fluctuate.

If Zhong Yuanyuan wasn't angry with him because of Han Zhou's death, how could he take all his anger out on Xie Nanxing?

Even if Shen Jinmo finds out everything one day and feels resentful, he should be angry with his grandmother Zhong Yuanyuan.

If Zhong Yuanyuan had persuaded him, maybe he would really be willing to let Xie Nanxing live a little longer?

The door of the bedroom was opened from the inside, and Zhong Yuanyuan walked towards Xia Hong holding a lantern: "I went to see Wang Heng today, and he can get out of bed now."

The step that was offered to her voluntarily made the resentment in Xia's eyes replaced by grievance in an instant: "Sister-in-law, it was obviously me who came first and then Xiaojiu, how can you blame me because of Xiaojiu?"

"It won't be like this in the future."

He reached out and pulled Xia Hong into the bedroom: "Where did the emperor go tonight?"

Xia Hong's heart tightened, and then he said, "Wang Heng was angry because Nan Xing didn't come to see him. I was too worried, so I went to see Doctor Shu."

Zhong Yuanyuan served the noodles cooked for Xia Hong: "They both have each other in their hearts, why not summon Nanxing to the palace to accompany Wangheng tomorrow?"

He paused while eating noodles: "Han Zhou's death is indeed difficult for Nan Xing. Let's give him more time."

Zhong Yuanyuan said nothing more, and quietly held the round fan to slowly suppress the anger that Xia Hong had caused from eating noodles and telling lies.