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Shen Jinmo, who had just entered Xia Hong's bedroom but did not see Xia Hong himself, was knocked unconscious by the drug that filled the entire bedroom and was enough to make ten cows drunk.

He was carried to the underground palace by the secret guards and forced to drink three full bowls of antidote, but the unconscious Shen Jinmo still did not wake up.

Xia Hong was soaking in a wooden barrel filled with ice chips, looking at Shen Jinmo who was tied to an iron pillar with layers of iron chains as thick as his arms. The blood in his heart was like boiling magma under the ground, ready to burst out at any time.

"Doctor Shu, are you dead?"

After being shocked by Xia Hong's words, Doctor Shu came back to his senses from his endless thoughts on how to remove the poison.

When he looked up, he saw the king lying in the barrel, with blood oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Thinking that the Medical Saint was still in Xia Hong's hands, Doctor Shu had to force himself to break away from his sudden inspiration and use the silver needle to give Xia Hong acupuncture.

"Your Majesty, you will get angry whenever you see Lord Shen. You should stay away from Lord Shen so that your body can last until the day when Louer and I can come up with a solution."

To be honest, Doctor Shu really didn't understand why Xia Hong was so self-abusive, seeing his inner demon again and again.

It’s as if he’s afraid of living too long.

How could Xia Hong not know what Doctor Shu said?

But even if he didn't keep an eye on Shen Jinmo himself, what he thought about day and night were all the scenes in which he was fooled around by Shen Jinmo since Shen Jinmo returned to the Divine Capital.

Not seeing you, my heart is still in turmoil.

Only after seeing Shen Jinmo being executed with his own eyes, Xia Hong was able to feel relieved and untied the knot in his heart.

The anger in his heart subsided, and Xia Hong said in a cold voice: "Spray water on him to wake him up, take a knife and slice off his flesh piece by piece for me, and feed it to the dogs!"

One day, his reinforcements arrived. That was the day when Xia Hong killed Shen Jinmo in front of the whole world and restored his reputation as a wise ruler.

After pouring four or five basins of ice water, the pair of eyes that had become increasingly sharp in the dark slowly opened.

His expression was extremely calm. He did not struggle because he was tied to the iron pillar, nor did he panic because he was in a secret place.

It was as if he had already firmly controlled everything in front of him.

With his hawk-like sharp eyes sweeping across the cold and gloomy scene ahead, Shen Jinmo calmly looked around the magnificent underground palace.

"This is the mausoleum that the emperor prepared for himself."

Looking back, Shen Jinmo was stabbing a knife into Xia Hong's heart: "You want the kings of the Great Xia to step on you every day to atone for your sins in this life..."

A fist plunged heavily into the icy water, and the ice spikes pierced the back of his hand, but because he was frozen, he no longer felt any pain.

"What are you waiting for? Execute me!"

Two layers of the chains were removed, and the clothes were torn open by the secret guards. The scar on the chest was particularly eye-catching.

Xia Hong, even if he didn't want to look, he couldn't move his eyes away from there.

All irreversible changes started with this sword.

"Start from his heart."

Shen Jinmo did not resist at all, but just uttered a few words lightly, which made Xia Hong lose his composure.

"I was wondering before why among those who serve the emperor personally, there are always three or five people who are not from the Dark Guard Division."

"So the emperor hid them here."

"How many secret guards can be hidden in such a large place?"

"Five thousand? Three thousand? One thousand?"

"Based on my understanding of the emperor, he can hide at most a hundred. If there are more, it will be impossible to do it without anyone noticing."

Xia Hong jumped out of the bathtub suddenly, like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

He personally snatched the dagger that could cut iron like mud from the secret guard's hand and asked: "Do you know about Sui Wan's existence?"

"When did you know about Sui Wan's existence?"

"Have you ever colluded with these secret guards?"

The dagger landed on Shen Jinmo's neck, and due to Xia Hong's actions, it cut some of the skin.

In the tone of caring for Xia Hong in the past, he said mockingly: "You clearly know that you shouldn't be angry, so why are you so angry?"

"If I could find the whereabouts of these people, how could I be tied up here by you?"

"But I remind the emperor, please don't let me have any chance to escape, otherwise, the next person to be imprisoned will be you, the emperor."

The only secret passage from the imperial palace into the underground palace is Xia Hong's dragon bed made of warm jade.

Since it was the last hiding place left for himself, Xia Hong would open it at most once every six months, and each time he would take advantage of the opportunity when the bedroom was empty.

It was unnecessary that this move of his was not under the control of Shen Jinmo, and the long-lost joy and comfort enveloped Xia Hong layer by layer.

The dagger in his hand circled around Shen Jinmo's heart, slowly turning: "Don't worry, the day you leave will be the day I kill you in front of all the people in the world."

As soon as he finished speaking, a very strange melody came out from Shen Jinmo's throat.

The piercing pain made Xia Hong break out in a sweat, and under the collision of cold and heat, the dagger in his hand fell to the ground.

The pain in my muscles, bones and blood vessels was more severe than any previous time.

He tried hard to maintain his dignity in front of Shen Jinmo, but ended up falling to the ground in a miserable state.

He climbed in front of Shen Jinmo, he wailed at Shen Jinmo's feet, he cried bitterly at Shen Jinmo's feet.

The clean dragon robe he had just put on was stained red, from the blood that flowed from Xia Hong's mouth, nose, ears, and eyes.

Everyone in the underground palace knelt beside Xia Hong, intending to share some of the pain for their master.

Doctor Shu's hand on Xia Hong's pulse began to tremble.

Looking up at where Shen Jinmo was, Doctor Shu finally found the crux of the problem.

The person who cast the poison was not Zhong Yuanyuan, but Shen Jinmo.

As long as Shen Jinmo is willing, Xia Hong could die at any time.

Giving up on treating Xia Hong, Doctor Shu turned around and kowtowed to Shen Jinmo.

"Sir Shen, I beg you not to kill the emperor. Lou'er is still in his hands."

"Sir Shen, I beg you to release the emperor. I beg you to stop blowing the trumpet."

"Sir Shen, as long as you stop bragging, I will obey you in everything."

Shen Jinmo was very easy to talk to and stopped the melody in his mouth. He waited until Xia Hong woke up from the severe pain before Shen Jinmo spoke again.

"Doctor Shu, which one do you think is more destructive, infection or this poisonous insect?"

Doctor Shu looked up at Shen Jinmo with fear.

If you look closely, the poison that fell on Shen Jinmo and the pain that Shen Jinmo had suffered were also closely related to him.

Even in this divine capital, and even in the whole world, tens of thousands of people have died from the poison he made.

Doctor Shu felt touched and panicked.

How could Lou'er possibly forgive someone like him?

No, he didn't kill those people.

There is nothing wrong with him researching medicine and making drugs as a doctor. What is wrong are those who use the poisons he developed to harm people.

It's all Xia Hong's fault.

His Louer understands him and will definitely forgive him.

Isn’t that letter the best evidence?

Ignoring Doctor Shu who was cowering in the corner and compromising himself, Shen Jinmo looked directly into Xia Hong's resentful and turbid eyes.

"You must control your hands, and the hands of all your men, or I will drag you to see my grandfather at any time."