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

The lights in Xia Hong's bedroom were brightly on. Zhong Yuanyuan, who usually had a light sleep, opened her eyes and looked at the moon in the sky through the window for a long time.

Picking up the cloak beside the bed and putting it on, Zhong Yuanyuan leaned on the couch and dozed off, but did not immediately set off to Xia Hong's bedroom.

Ever since the last time Xia Hong was so angry at Sui that he had a headache, now every ten days or half a month, he would make everyone in the palace go haywire.

It seems that he is not happy and no one can have a moment of peace.

If Xia Hong wanted her to accompany him, someone would come to talk to her.

If he hadn't told her, Xia Hong would not have felt the slightest bit of pain. He just enjoyed the pleasure of holding imperial power and stirring people's hearts.

Nanny Xi, who had gone out to inquire about the matter, tiptoed into the room, knelt in front of the footstool and spoke in a low voice.

"Please lie down first. I will give you a massage so that you can relax a little."

Zhong Yuanyuan cooperated with Nanny Xi to untie her cloak, then lay on the soft pillow and let Nanny Xi press her head.

The force was comfortable, and the fingers landed effectively. The fatigue that Zhong Yuanyuan felt after being woken up flowed away through Nanny Xi's fingertips.

"Why has the noise lasted so long tonight?"

Nanny Xi lowered her voice to a very low level: "I secretly went to check, and it seems that he really fainted. All that came out of his body was blood."

Zhong Yuanyuan pondered for a moment, then sat up again: "I met Xun Xiang today, where did he go afterwards?"

"In the inner prison, since the cell key was in the hands of Lord Shen, he had the cell door removed, killed a royal guard, and severely punished the Marquis."

Zhong Yuanyuan finally relaxed her mind a little, but it started to tense up again.

He rubbed his brows, which were unable to relax. "From the Golden Palace to the Inner Prison, we have to cross the Imperial Garden. Let's go to Eunuch Lin to find out if anyone has reached out to him recently."

Not wanting to alert the enemy too early, Zhong Yuanyuan could only proceed slowly.

"Yes, I will go after this storm has passed."

Even without being urged, Zhong Yuanyuan still felt that something was very wrong with what happened today.

He killed someone and beat someone up, how could he still be so angry?

"Let Yu'er come to the palace tomorrow and take good care of the patient."

There is no way to escape the issue of imperial power. If this mouthful of blood has nothing to do with Xia Yu, it must be related to Shen Jinmo.

Zhong Yuanyuan was afraid that Xia Hong, a powerful official who controlled the imperial court, would suddenly wake up, go crazy, and drag everyone to death with him, if he also had the support of the harem.

Xia Hong should not die so easily. He should be executed in front of the people of the world to atone for the sins he has committed in his life.

None of those who are still alive should lose their lives because of Xia Hong.

As soon as the morning court was over, Xia Yu, who received the news, went straight into the palace.

The emperor lying on the dragon bed has woken up, his face is pale and he looks as if his spirit has been devoured by the monster.

He bowed, washed his hands, took the medicine from Doctor Shu, and prepared to feed it to Xia Hong himself.

"I have not been to the palace for only five days. How could your body be tortured like this? How did these servants serve you?"

Xia Hong raised the corners of his lips with effort and asked Doctor Shu to take back the task of feeding the medicine.

Something strange happened in the palace. Nanny Xi once spoke out to help Eunuch Lin. Xia Hong still didn't know whether it was Shen Jinmo or Xia Yu who tried to take his life, or were they a team?

So Xia Hong can't trust anyone now.

He raised his hand and gently patted Xia Yu's head, demonstrating the love of a kind father to the extreme: "I'm fine, don't worry, Xiaojiu."

Kneeling at Xia Hong's feet, he showed his admiration for him: "Your health is damaged, so I will go to the palace to take care of you these days. I beg you to allow me to do so."

"I know you are filial, but my little Jiu is the future master of this land. You should protect the land that belongs to you. I have so many people taking care of me, I don't need you."

Sooner or later, the mountains and rivers will belong to Xia Yu. If Xia Yu really colludes with Shen Jinmo to plot against his mountains and rivers, it would be a waste of time.

Xia Yu shook his head: "Master Shen is watching over this country, so I am dispensable. But now my father has only one son who can be of use, so I should focus on taking care of him."

There was something strange in Xia Hong's eyes, but he returned to normal in an instant: "Xiao Jiu, you are my biological son. No one in this world can surpass you."

"I know everything Xun Zhan did to make you inherit the throne, and I tacitly approve of it."

"I am old now. I will choose an auspicious day in the spring of next year to make you the crown prince. The mountains and rivers of Daxia are yours, and you have to protect them yourself. Do you understand?"

Xia Yu hurriedly took a few steps back and kowtowed to Xia Hong: "Father is young and strong, the country belongs to you, I just want to be your son."

Xia Hongji took several long breaths and suddenly changed the subject: "Xun Xiang came to the palace yesterday and said that Wang Heng was planning a rebellion, which made me very angry."

Without any pause, Xia Yu firmly explained for Shen Jinmo.

"Anyone in this world can rebel, and anyone can covet the throne, but Lord Shen, who only cares about his father, will definitely not do such a treasonous thing."

With a smile on his face, Xia Hong asked, "Does this include Xiao Jiu?"

Xia Yu was silent. He didn't dare to answer this question.

Xia Hong has used Shen Jinmo as an excuse to test too many people. Anyone who dares to say a bad word about Shen Jinmo will be killed by Xia Hong.

The lesson from the past is still there, there is no need for Xia Yu to rush to make Xia Hong unhappy.

Even Xia Hong's son was very secretive about saying anything unfavorable to Shen Jinmo. Shen Jinmo's control over the palace and even the court was truly too terrifying.

His son, Xia Hong, was an obedient one, so the only one who wanted him to die miserably was Shen Jin, a heartless person.

His mind couldn't help but reflect on all the changes that had taken place in the Divine Capital since Shen Jinmo returned to it.

The rebellious ministers he had spent more than ten years to build up to be as indestructible as a weight, were killed one by one for various reasons.

The disguise he had used to deceive people and create the image of a benevolent monarch was torn off bit by bit, revealing his true face to the people of the world.

The system of checks and balances of power that he had thought was impregnable fell into the hands of Shen Jinmo due to the deaths of many.

He recalled the capital to humiliate his direct descendants and to bear all the blame for him. The sword had neither a scabbard nor a hilt.

The two ends of the sharp blade connected him and Shen Jinmo. If Shen Jinmo was injured by two points, Xia Hong would also be attacked by one point.

The blood in his heart boiled and Xia Hong covered his mouth with a handkerchief.

If Xia Hong cannot catch Shen Jinmo in one fell swoop, he cannot let any news leak out.

After he has fully understood the current situation in the Divine Capital and even the world, he will find a foolproof way to deal with Shen Jinmo.

If Xia Hong can take these mountains and rivers, and the hearts of the people into his pocket once, he can take them into his pocket countless times.

"Alright, alright, you should leave the palace as soon as possible, and be able to take charge of things on your own as soon as possible, so that you can share the worries for me and Wang Heng."