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The chess basket at hand was smashed out suddenly, and the sound of black and white chess pieces rolling on the ground was harsh.

Xia Hong's brain twitched due to the sharp sound. A pain spread from his skull to his whole body, and Xia Hong's originally rosy face lost all its color.

The Golden Palace was thrown into chaos by this sudden change, but regained its composure thanks to Shen Jinmo taking charge of the situation.

Doctor Shu came trotting along behind the chief eunuch, carrying a medicine box on his back. He didn't even have time to greet others before Shen Jinmo brought him in front of Xia Hong.

The hand on Xia Hong's wrist went from calm to trembling slightly, his heartbeat was like a drum, and his face, hidden by the black hat, was filled with panic.

I hadn't checked my pulse for just three days. Why did my health, which had been getting better day by day, take a sudden turn for the worse?

Thinking of the pulse diagnosis records he had written a few months ago, Doctor Shu didn't have the courage to tell the truth about what happened today.

If I don't say anything, I can still live a carefree life until the day Xia Hong dies.

He said that he would leave this person's head in the Golden Palace because of his incompetence.

People are born afraid of death, and Doctor Shu is no exception.

His eyes fell on the messy chess pieces on the ground and the crawling palace servants. Doctor Shu first fed Xia Hong a pill, then quickly took out the silver needle to relieve Xia Hong's pain.

Seeing that Xia Hong's expression had eased a little, Shen Jinmo looked at Doctor Shu and asked, "How is the emperor?"

With an inexplicable shudder in his heart, Doctor Shu took two steps back and said, "The weather has suddenly turned cold, and my body is already adapting to this weather. My body is cold outside and hot inside."

"The emperor was extremely angry today, and his internal fire was surging, which caused his qi and blood to flow backwards."

"I will prescribe two doses of medicine. Your Majesty, take the medicine on time and be less angry, and your body will naturally get better soon."

Shen Jinmo, who had been aggressive and determined to kill Sui Yi just a moment ago, knelt in front of Xia Hong and softened his attitude.

"Your Majesty, I will settle this account with you soon. Please don't be angry."

"I will never mention this matter again, and I will never ask for revenge for Xie Nanxing again."

"Your Majesty, as long as you are well, I don't want anything else."

If it were in the past, Xia Hong would definitely think that Shen Jinmo did this to protect himself.

Wouldn't it be certain that a treacherous minister who loses the protection of imperial power would be put to death?

Compared to Rang Sui's death, Shen Jinmo obviously cares more about his own life.

Now Xia Hong only felt that Shen Jinmo was really concerned about his health.

Thinking of the ministers who came to him today and said openly or secretly that Wang Heng wanted to rebel, Xia Hong became even more furious.

These civil and military officials, their hearts are worthy of death! Their hearts are worthy of death!

The silver needles were pulled out one by one, and a scene suddenly emerged in Xia Hong's mind.

On the night when he threatened Xie Nanxing to leave the Divine Capital at Xie's house, when he mentioned that he wanted to take Yang Huai's life, Sui Yi showed some strangeness.

Everything has a trace.

Sui Yi had long wanted to rebel against his master for the sake of Yang Huai.

It was in vain that he trusted Sui Yi so much and entrusted such an important task as hunting down Xie Nanxing to Sui Yi.

Leaning on the couch, he held Shen Jinmo's hand and patted it gently a few times.

Xia Hong made up his mind: "Good boy, I don't trust anyone in the world, I only trust you."

"Go back first, and I will personally give you everything you want."

Except for the throne, Xia Hong can share everything with Shen Jinmo, including this country.

Of course, the premise of all this is that Shen Jinmo owns half of the country just for Xia Hong.

Looking up at Xia Hong, his cold eyes showed a trace of worry: "Your Majesty, I only ask that you live forever. Even for me, you must take good care of yourself."

Nodding with a smile, Xia Hong asked the chief eunuch to personally send Shen Jinmo out.

The palace door was closed from the outside, and the number of secret guards around Xia Hong suddenly increased.

Xia Hong was already on guard against Sui Yi, the number one man in the Dark Guard Division who had once been entrusted with an important task and who only obeyed him.

"Xie Nanxing is dead. Where are you hiding, Yang Huai, who would always risk his life to protect Xie Nanxing?"

In Xia Hong's mind, if Xie Nanxing died, Yang Huai would not be able to live alone.

Otherwise, how could the Shuangxing Tower fall into his hands so quickly and become a tool for him to make money?

So this statement is a test.

Yang Huai, who was born to be a killing weapon, said without a pause: "He died. He fell off the cliff and into the water together with Xie Nanxing."

He chuckled softly, "When you returned from the assassination, I not only questioned you, but also summoned the two surviving secret guards separately. Only one of them fell off the cliff and died in the water."

"What you mean is that it was Yang Huai who died, not Xie Nanxing?"

After a long period of silence with his head down, Sui Yi slowly raised his head.

The pair of eyes that emerged from the silver face were filled with begging for mercy.

"I have been an orphan since I was five years old. I have been a member of the Secret Guard since you brought me back to the palace. Over the years, I have escaped death countless times to ensure that I have never made any mistakes in the missions I have carried out."

"As a secret guard, I believe I have never let the emperor down in the slightest."

"Yang Huai is just an insignificant person who can't stir up any storm. I beg you to spare his life, okay?"

"I am willing to die, I only ask you to let Yang Huai go."

Xia Hong's eyes became colder and colder: "You are a person who lives to die for me, what qualifications do you have to negotiate with me with your life?"

Those who used to recognize Sui Yi as their leader, but today stood opposite Sui Yi, tightened their grip on the hilts of their swords.

If the person kneeling in front of them at this moment was anyone other than Sui Yi, they would not be moved, because they were born to kill for their master and to die for their master.

The one kneeling in front of Xia Hong today was Sui Yi, and every secret guard in his Secret Guard Division.

With his peripheral vision he took in the area of ​​all the secret guards, and Sui Yi's straight waist slumped down, looking somewhat embarrassed.

But he still stubbornly carried this cold imperial power, demanding the right to live like ordinary people for himself and for countless people like him who were born in the dark.

"I was born for the Emperor, and I shall die for the Emperor. But as long as I am alive, I am a person of flesh and blood, not a sword without desires or requests."

"Ever since I can remember, all I can remember is the repetition of killing and being killed."

"When I was sixteen, during the Dark Guards' drill in the Southern Territory, I was dying and it was Yang Huai who gave me a steamed bun, which saved my life."

"I have only had this one steamed bun in all these years, and I only remember to repay the favor of this one steamed bun."

"Please take pity on me and allow me to return the favor of this bun, okay?"

Sui Yi was talking about a steamed bun, but how could he not be talking about his own life?

Xia Hong walked towards Sui Yi with the help of the eunuch, grabbed Sui Yi's neck and gradually applied force.

Every word he uttered was filled with extreme disgust: "I have given you gold, silver and power over the years, but you only remember the buns of outsiders. Why should I pity you, a dog that cannot be tamed?"