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

He stood up, stretched, and rubbed his sore fingertips.

Ever since Shen Jinmo woke up, Xie Nanxing had to walk around Shen Jinmo even when he left Nanfeng Pavilion, not to mention going to the Shen Mansion.

Life is really busy, but it does not stop me from thinking about Shen Jinmo.

"Did those people get to Xia Hong?"

Such a long time has passed, and not only has Shen Jinmo come in person, no one has even come to question him.

Xie Nanxing was already waiting anxiously.

Now that Xia Ling is dead, the East Palace's rebellion is over, and the restrictions on the Divine Capital have been lifted, it's time for him to talk to Shen Jinmo about romantic matters...

"They've already made a scene twice. Why don't I let them have a big one tonight?"

"Forget it, forget it. The weather looks good today. Let's get a few people with better physiques to carry me outside for a walk."

Is this scorching heat that makes the leaves wilt really a good thing?

When doubts first arose, Director Qing suddenly thought about it and smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth: "I will arrange it right away."

Let his master have a chance encounter with you today, and then let his master faint in your arms, then that damn courtesan night auction will be over, right?

Then couldn't he just stay out of it?

His master is so kind to him...

Xie Nanxing waved towards Master Qing, and when Master Qing lowered his head, he patted him on the head a few times.

Like, patting a dog on the head?

"Arrange a few more people to sprinkle the flowers. I smell strongly of drugs, which may give me away easily."

Shen Jinmo didn't even come to find him, so Xie Nanxing didn't want to be discovered so easily!

The head of the Qing Pavilion was a little unhappy: "You have disguised yourself and covered up the smell of medicine. What if the master can't recognize you?"

"Look at how cowardly you are. Would he dare to eat you if I were still here?"

Master Qing thought this made sense, but he did not agree with it.

If Shen Jinmo wants to play dirty tricks, ten Lu Qings would not be enough for him to beat.

But now that things have come to this, the master has already taken his feelings extremely into consideration, so Director Qing will naturally obey orders.

He walked out of the room with steps as if he was going to the execution ground, and suddenly remembered that he had not finished his business.

"Master, can the news be delivered to the capital now?"

"If tomorrow's courtesan night goes well, then we'll keep pressing on; if not, then we'll hand it over to Xun Xiang first."

"Please gather the amount in my account book as soon as possible. The day Xia Hong hears about this, that will be the day when I will need the money."

Xun Xiang was always cautious in his actions. By the time this news, which he had verified repeatedly, passed Shen Jinmo and reached Xia Hong, the current situation had already passed.

By then, Shen Jinmo will use some silver to threaten this greedy emperor, and he will be able to get more benefits.

He bowed and accepted the order, but Master Qing was still a little worried.

He looked at Xie Nanxing again with grievance: "Master, will you really protect your subordinates?"

Xie Nanxing nodded and urged with a smile: "Hurry up and get ready."

After getting the Imperial Sword, Master Qing happily ran out of the house, feeling very relieved.

Anyone who sees the smile on his face can tell that Master Qing is in a good mood.

If Yang Huai were here at this moment, Master Qing's fantasy would not last long.

Because Yang Huai would definitely tell Master Qing that Xie Nanxing had always kept his word, but when it came to Shen Jinmo, he could only believe half of the promise.

Their masters, whenever they meet an adult, only try to make him happy.

How could I still remember the promise I made to Master Qing?

Fortunately, Yang Huai is not here.

The Master of Qing Pavilion can still laugh...

Four thugs wearing sun hats carried a sedan chair covered with green gauze and walked out of the small door of Nanfeng Pavilion.

Beside the sedan stood four women holding flower baskets. The baskets contained fashionable flowers soaked in floral dew. The sweet fragrance from the flowers attracted many butterflies and bees.

Xie Nanxing was wearing a gauze hat on her head and a very light navy blue gauze robe. She was dozing with her head resting on the armrest of the sedan chair with her hands slightly raised.

The lazy and deserted appearance adds a lot of coolness to this hot summer.

Soon, it attracted the attention of many people passing by under the scorching sun.

"It's Master Jiyue, this is Master Jiyue."

An excited cry stirred up ripples on the long street that was like a stagnant pool of water under the scorching sun.

Men, women, old and young on the road all stopped and looked at the sedan chair with curiosity, admiration or contempt.

The people who came forward to talk had different purposes. As soon as Xie Nanxing opened his eyes, the guards came to persuade those who were approaching to leave.

"Our young master is here to try out clothes and jewelry for the Oiran tomorrow night. Please give us some convenience. If you want to see our young master, please go to Nanfeng Pavilion tomorrow."

The chattering continued, but with the protection of a group of flower-guarding messengers, no one was seen blocking their way.

The sound of horse hooves came from the front, stirring up a wisp of dust on the long street of the capital.

The palm of Lord Xie Nanxing's head felt a little wet, and his heartbeat quickly quickened as the sound of horse hooves approached.

The noisy and bustling atmosphere suddenly stopped with a voice saying "It's Shen Jinmo".

Those who were in low spirits the moment before, at this moment, all turned their backs and lowered their heads, fearing that Shen Jinmo would see their faces and take it out on him if he suddenly became unhappy the next day.

But there were still many men gathered in front of the carriage, whispering to comfort Xie Nanxing: "Don't be afraid, Master Jiyue, I will definitely not let this treacherous minister hurt you."

He lifted the green curtain with one hand and looked through the veil at the person who was riding a horse towards him but jumped past him.

Withdraw your hands, sit firmly, and return your mind to its place.

Her husband still looked as handsome and dashing as before.

Patting the armrest of the sedan chair, the driver continued to move forward.

Shen Jinmo, who was riding a horse at full speed to do official business, suddenly tightened the reins. Several of the imperial guards behind him fell off their horses due to this sudden change.

Ignoring the chaos, Shen Jinmo looked at the direction where the sedan chair left, frowned and asked, "Who is this?"

Mo Ping followed Shen Jinmo's gaze and said, "I don't recognize you."

The few imperial guards who fell off their horses took a look and might not recognize Xie Nanxing, but there was only one person like him in the entire Divine Capital who was traveling with such a large number of people.

"Sir, this is the new courtesan Jiyue Gongzi from Nanfeng Pavilion."

Holding the reins and dismounting, Shen Jinmo's smooth lips curved up.

First lift it up, then sip it down.

Seeing Shen Jinmo's strong interest, the guards asked tentatively, "Tomorrow night is the Oiran auction, and we are all planning to join in the fun. How about I reserve a private room for you in advance?"