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

Carrying Xie Nanxing into the Shen Mansion through the main gate, the veil on the head of the person who was making a fuss on Shen Jinmo's shoulder fell off, and the veil on his face also fell to the ground.

The servant who was sweeping the courtyard took advantage of his kneeling position to steal a glance at Master Ji Yue's face, which was swollen red due to congestion, and quickly looked away.

To be honest, they felt that Master Ji Yue's looks could not compare to Xie Nanxing's.

The only perfect thing about him was his eyes, which looked exactly like Xie Nanxing's.

If you ignore these eyes, at best he can be considered handsome.

But if you add these eyes, that sense of clarity and brightness, it can indeed make the boys and girls in the capital want to possess them.

"Take all the ice out of the house. From now on, no one is allowed to enter the main courtyard without my order."

After the cold words fell, the servants in the main courtyard ran out of the main courtyard carrying the ice mirror, regardless of whether they had finished their work or not.

The ice jar in the house had just been removed, but the cold air was still there, so Shen Jinmo directly placed Xie Nanxing in the octagonal pavilion in the courtyard.

He reached out and rubbed Xie Nanxing's red little face. Finally, because of extremely complicated thoughts, his thumb used a little force, leaving two marks on Xie Nanxing's face.

Xie Nanxing blinked her eyes, and immediately knelt down at Shen Jinmo's feet. She raised her head slightly and looked at Shen Jinmo with watery eyes.

It seemed as if he was accusing Shen Jinmo of using too much force just now.

"I am blind and ignorant, and I actually spoke outrageously to Lord Shen. I beg Lord Shen to spare my life."

When Xie Nanxing was free in Nanfeng Pavilion, he also leaned on the railing and watched a lot of fun.

The scholar's current appearance of being a brothel-like person is the most likely to arouse people's pity.

He pursed his lips, bent down, picked the person up and put him on his lap, staring at Xie Nanxing's eyebrows, his eyes becoming more and more aggressive.

There was not the slightest hesitation that he might have recognized the wrong person. Even if Xie Nanxing had changed his entire body, let alone just his skin, Shen Jinmo would not have made a mistake.

She wrapped her hands around Shen Jinmo's neck and twisted slightly in Shen Jinmo's arms.

The unbridled and fearless attitude of being favored is brought to the extreme.

"Master Shen, please don't look at me so coldly. I'm afraid."

When Mo Ping, who had just rushed back from outside the mansion, saw Xie Nanxing's extremely seductive look, he naturally equated this Master Ji Yue with that vixen.

Mo Ping's young master will naturally be protected by Mo Ping himself.

Deliberately ignoring the order given in advance by Shen Jinmo, Mo Ping glared at Master Ji Yue fiercely and bowed in front of Shen Jinmo:

"Master, the shopkeeper who is delivering new clothes and jewelry for the young master has arrived. Would you like to take a look at the things he ordered?"

Xie Nanxing turned half a circle in Shen Jinmo's arms: "Everyone in the capital says that your young master died a long time ago, what's the point of you preparing all this?"

The reverse scale that no one could touch was touched, and Mo Ping looked up and glanced at Shen Jinmo.

He did see a fire in Shen Jinmo's eyes, but that fire did not contain any murderous intent.

Even, even though Young Master Ji Yue was sitting in his arms?

Mo Ping couldn't help but feel sour in his heart: "Master Jiyue, this concerns my master of the Shen Mansion, please be careful with your words."

Xie Nanxing put her face into Shen Jinmo's arms and said softly, "Master Shen, look at him, he is clearly bullying me..."

Xie Nanxing's voice suddenly changed, and he became arrogant: "No, if you want to favor me, you must chop this man off first."

Mo Ping raised his head and glanced at Shen Jinmo again.

Not only did he not see murderous intent in his master's eyes, he even felt that the fire in his master's eyes turned into doting because of Master Ji Yue's affectation?

Mo Ping rubbed his eyes repeatedly to make sure that he was not seeing things, and his heart sank.

I only see the new people laughing, but where do I hear the old people crying?

His master is actually a heartless man?

How could his master be such an ungrateful man?

Mo Ping wondered if his master was possessed by a demon today.

"Master, would you like me to ask the master to come over and take a look?"

Xie Nanxing glared at Mo Ping: "Sir... He has been saying that I am a vixen..."

Mo Ping was speechless, with a breath stuck in his chest that he couldn't get out.

This Mr. Ji Yue is really a green tea.

"Get out."

When Shen Jinmo uttered these three words, Mo Ping trembled inexplicably.

He turned around hesitantly, then looked back unwillingly: "Master, the young master will be angry."

Shen Jinmo unhappily pulled out the whip from his waist, but was pinned down by Xie Nanxing just as he was about to throw it.

"Sir... I just wanted to buy some clothes and jewelry..."

She brought Shen Jinmo's hand to her lower abdomen: "I'm...hungry..."

Belly?

A wave of nausea and vomiting rose from the bottom of his heart. Mo Ping breathed in and out repeatedly and was about to run outside.

He was unwilling to give Xie Nanxing's things to this Young Master Ji Yue!

"Mo Ping, I'll give you a quarter of an hour to deliver all the things that have been sent to the main room."

"Have someone bring a bowl of chicken noodle soup, add more vegetables, and cook it according to Xie Nanxing's taste."

"Please ask a trusted doctor to come over."

Mo Ping turned around and looked at Shen Jinmo, his red eyes filled with sympathy for Xie Nanxing.

But in the end, he turned around and quietly arranged everything.

Shen Jinmo is Mo Ping's master.

Even if Shen Jinmo is a heartless man, he is still Mo Ping's master.

Mo Ping, you shouldn't make trouble for his master.

New clothes, jewelry and snacks filled the closet. Chicken noodle soup was placed on the stone table in the pavilion. As Xie Nanxing ate, her eyes became red.

The same courtyard, the noodles look the same, but the taste is totally different.

He used a handkerchief to wipe away the tears from Xie Nanxing's eyes: "Xiao Gao hopes you are well. You have to grow your own flesh on your own."

Lifting her head to hold back her tears, Xie Nanxing put down her chopsticks and said, "I am full. Lord Shen, please return me to Nanfeng Pavilion."

As the fire burned, Shen Jinmo slammed his hand on the stone table: "Thank you Ziji!"

Xie Nanxing's eyes were filled with tears for a moment: "Shen Wangheng, why are you so fierce!"

He let out a long sigh and hugged the person into his arms again.

Shen Jinmo: "How does Xia Che view people?"

Xie Nanxing: "How did you recognize me?"

Shen Jinmo: "Why didn't you send me a message when you left Dingxi County?"

Xie Nanxing: "A Ping is a very good person. He still remembers me even after I die. I will give him two big red envelopes on New Year's Eve this year."

Shen Jinmo: "Who came up with the idea of ​​going to Nanfeng Pavilion to be an oiran?"

Xie Nanxing: "You could have retreated safely if you had slowed down, why did you use your body to block the sword?"

The irrelevant conversation repeats itself endlessly.

From a gentle hug to a tight hug.

Shen Jinmo buried his head in Xie Nanxing's shoulder, breathing in the warmth from Xie Nanxing's body soaked in the fragrance of medicine.

After a long while, he said in a tender voice: "Xie Nanxing, you have lost weight."