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

When daybreak came, Xie Nanxing, who had been staying in his study all night, called in Mo Ping and Yang Huai.

Xiao Gao looked around at the breakfast for the three of them and looked at Xie Nanxing who was curled up in the armchair and wrapped tightly in a cloak. Xiao Gao placed the breakfast directly on the desk.

Xie Nanxing looked at Xiao Gao who was preparing to serve him dinner and smiled: "You should also go to dinner soon. You can clean up these things after we leave the study."

"The slave obeys."

Holding the steaming soup in both hands, Xie Nanxing still looked quite small even with the thick cloak on.

But such a small ball is heavier than anything that these strong people have to bear.

Seeing that breakfast was almost finished, Xie Nanxing handed an envelope to Mo Ping first.

"A Ping, this is something the emperor wants you to give to Shen Jinmo. Wait until I leave the capital, then hand this letter to him."

After this night, Mo Ping's eyes had become red and swollen, and the guilt in his heart was about to consume Mo Ping completely.

He promised Shen Jinmo that he would risk his life to protect Xie Nanxing, but yesterday he was trapped outside the house by the secret guards. When he opened the door again, he saw Xie Nanxing lying on the ground in a miserable state.

No matter how well Xia Hong portrays kindness and concern, it cannot cover up the suffering Xie Nanxing has suffered.

"Master, I will go wherever you go. My Lord said that I will use my life to protect you."

If Xie Nanxing still loses his mind over the current situation and the impending outcome, how can he be worthy of Shen Jinmo's careful support day after day?

"You always have to keep a few people around you. When you leave the house, you can accompany them. When you return home, you can eat the food Xiao Gao cooked, and it will also be a memory."

Xie Nanxing had no intention of telling Xiao Gao that he would not take Xiao Gao with him.

If that person knew about this, he would probably throw a tantrum and roll on the ground.

If he softened his heart because of Xiao Gao's chubby appearance, it would easily lead to a big mistake.

Xiao Gao, just keep your head down and gain some weight.

He took out the booklet that had taken him a whole night to write and pushed it towards Mo Ping's hand.

"He used to rely on me for his food, clothing and other expenses. Now that I am gone, the things in this booklet are all the things he used to like."

"If he comes back with blood on his body, prepare clothes for him and let him take a shower by himself, but remember not to let him use cold water."

"If he is obviously tired, you can massage his head while you help him bathe and wash. I have written down the method and standards in the book."

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"If I were here, I wouldn't need you to take such good care of him. Now that I'm gone, I can only ask you to take better care of him."

Mo Ping opened the booklet, and after just one glance, tears burst out.

Kneeling on the ground, Mo Ping's eyes were filled with pleading: "Master, since you care about me so much, why don't you stay with me?"

No matter how strong the hatred and resentment are, no matter how wide the barriers and obstacles are, they will ultimately be no match for the love between two people.

Mo Ping didn't understand, if they loved each other, why did they have to separate?

Didn’t the Princess and Marquis Wu’an survive the desperate situation back then?

It is always better for two people to be together than to be separated by thousands of miles.

The arc of Xie Nanxing's mouth was soft and small, and he jumped directly to this sentence: "Ahuai will hand over all the business of Shuangxing Tower to Aping. If the emperor wants it in the future, he can give it directly."

He dropped the last piece of rice paper into Mo Ping's hands and said, "I don't know where I will go after leaving the Divine Capital this time. I have an outstanding appearance. In order to prevent any accidents, I will take away all the handsome men in the Xie Mansion."

Xie Nanxing wants to live.

But Xie Nanxing could not start a war and mobilize the Qiling Army just for his own life.

If God favors him, Xie Nanxing will be able to turn misfortune into fortune.

If the heavens are cruel, Xie Nanxing can only go to the underworld and wait to join hands with Shen Jinmo.

Her husband is the hope of this country.

Xie Nanxing couldn't destroy the hopes of countless lives just because he wanted to live for himself.

Three days had passed since all matters in the mansion were arranged. The day before his departure, Xie Nanxing deduced every possibility along the way and finally finalized the route to leave the capital.

After being busy for several days, Xie Nanxing hugged Shen Jinmo's clothes, tossing and turning, and barely slept until dawn.

Leaving Xie Mansion with fifty guards, Xie Nanxing watched through the carriage window as the plaque changed from "Xie Mansion" to "Shen Mansion" before closing the window.

Holding the heater tightly in his hand, Xie Nanxing looked calm and said, "Ahuai, we need to go find Doctor Cheng first. I've been traveling so long, I can't let my body get damaged."

The more Shen Jinmo was unable to be by his side, the more Xie Nanxing should take care of himself.

"I had already arranged to go to Dr. Cheng's clinic yesterday, but looking at the scene of packing their luggage, I guessed that the family would leave the capital in the next few days."

Xie Nanxing was puzzled. If he was the only one going out for medical treatment, he could just go and there was no need to make such a fuss.

But it is very strange that the family would leave this business that even God is doing so well and not do it.

But since this was someone else's private matter, Xie Nanxing just listened and had no intention of exploring further.

The pharmacy had already closed its doors, so Xie Nanxing went straight into the backyard. Seeing Cheng Yangqiu, who was usually calm, suddenly become impetuous, Xie Nanxing began to feel a different kind of worry.

With the back of his hand falling on the pulse pillow, Xie Nanxing asked Yang Huai to take everyone in the room out.

"Doctor Cheng, are you going back to Ping'an Town?"

Instead of answering, he asked, "Master Xie, are you going out for fun?"

Xie Nanxing chuckled. Sure enough, anyone who could survive in the God's City would be more cautious.

Through Cheng Yangqiu's reaction, Xie Nanxing knew where Cheng Yangqiu was going, so he took the initiative to tell him where he was going: "I'm going to Dingxi County, so you should prescribe more of this medicine, and it would be best if it is easy to carry."

Thinking about the pills that he had entrusted Xie Nanxing to pass on to Chen Luo, Cheng Yangqiu lowered his guard against Xie Nanxing.

He took back his pulse-finding hand and began to write a prescription with his head down: "My mother and sister are not used to living in the capital, so I asked them to go back to their hometown directly."

"An old friend of mine is sick, and he happens to be going to the same place as Master Xie. I wonder if Master Xie can go with him?"

Hearing the word "old friend", Xie Nanxing's doubts were confirmed.

"If you come with me, not only will you not receive any protection, you may not even be able to reach Dingxi County in your lifetime."

With his fingertips stained with tea, he sketched on the wooden table: "Try to avoid this road."

The only person who can mobilize Cheng Yangqiu is Chen Luo.

Chen Luo is now starting to mobilize people from Shendu because she is a little anxious. Xie Nanxing doesn't want to add any uncertain risks to Cheng Yangqiu because of herself.

"Thank you."

He wiped the water stains on the wooden table with his sleeves and said, "Why don't you have lunch here today? I can just make you a pill for a month in case you need it."