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Xia Hong was helped by someone to sit on the dragon-headed throne: "Wang Heng, I have never treated you unfairly, why do you treat me like this?"

"The emperor's way of treating people well is really unique. When I didn't see him, all kinds of assassinations came one after another, fearing that I would live a moment longer."

"Later, I suddenly felt that I was very good at martial arts, and I was the only son of the eldest princess and Marquis Wu'an, and the grandson that my grandmother loved the most. If I let him go, I could not only threaten my parents to bow their heads, but also force my grandmother out."

"You're just using poison to control me, using me as a weapon to force my mother and I to break up and make my mother's hair gray early, and then you're cutting off all my escape routes and making me beg for mercy from you."

"When you feel that I am useful, use me to kill all those who are in your way, and use my people to do whatever you want to do to make money and hurt people."

"In the end, because you were used to me, you were afraid that I would betray you because of love like Sui Er did, so you didn't even want to let go of someone as frail as Xie Nanxing."

"Your Majesty, you really ask this question from the bottom of your heart."

While being controlled by Xia Hong, he is also controlling Xia Hong.

Shen Jinmo was unwilling to say a single false word, he wanted to personally tear off the disguise that Xia Hong had insisted on putting on him.

The white jade handle pot in his palm was crushed to pieces. Xia Hong walked towards Shen Jinmo with a life-threatening step: "You are so presumptuous, aren't you afraid that I will kill you?"

"I'm not afraid." Looking at the blood that followed Xia Hong like a shadow, he said, "You are as greedy for life as Xia Ling, how can you bear to die yourself?"

How could a person who would seek revenge as long as there was a glimmer of hope choose to die together with someone who deceived him?

The bloodstained hands tightly grasped the front of Shen Jinmo's shirt: "How did you collude with those court officials? What did you do to make them choose to betray me for you?"

"Your servant Shen Jinmo has no allies in or outside this court. My colleagues are only the civil and military officials who want to take my life."

"Since I entered the court as an official, everything I have done has been in line with the expectations of the emperor, and I have never had anyone who shared the same path as me."

"I, Shen Jinmo, am the target set by the Emperor himself. The people of the world, the civil and military officials of the court used their sharp knives and blades to pierce the target. Through the target, they finally saw the person behind me, the Emperor."

"I have only done one thing from beginning to end. First, I made the emperor's wish come true, then I made the various forces in the Divine Capital fulfill their wishes, and finally, I made the people of the world fulfill their wishes."

Shen Jinmo never thought about living, he was so bold that he wanted to drag Xia Hong to die with him.

Shen Jinmo never tried to win over any forces from the beginning to the end. He just wanted every force, whether good or evil, to see clearly whether the person on the throne was a human or a ghost.

He let the people of the court and even the world see with their own eyes that if the king is incompetent and the treacherous ministers are inhumane, the country will not change its master and they will all turn into white bones under the power.

Shen Jinmo simply used his own life to burn down the glitz and expose the truth to the public.

The calm statement without emotion is particularly powerful.

Xia Hong withdrew his hand that was on Shen Jinmo's collar and hid it behind his back.

The fox's aura of bullying dissipated, leaving only the mask that was subconsciously put on:

"I was indeed on guard against you at first, but now I am sincere to you. I am so good to you, can't you see it?"

Shen Jinmo frowned for a moment. The man in front of him was more shameless than Shen Jinmo had imagined.

By using both soft and hard tactics, isn't the purpose to obtain the antidote for the poisonous insect?

"You are good to me, you are sincere to me, will you sentence me to death just because you see a tiger and a piece of yellow cloth?"

"What you call good is all self-righteous demands without sacrificing yourself or taking any risks."

"If one day I can no longer give you absolute peace of mind, you will definitely use me as a scapegoat."

"Just like today, from the moment you saw me, you wanted to torture me to death without even asking why."

"If it weren't for this poisonous insect, I would have been skinned alive by now."

Xia Hong's hot heart suddenly felt cold.

Shen Jinmo actually saw through him so clearly?

When did Shen Jinmo see through him so clearly?

When he relied on the imperial power to look down on everything, did Shen Jinmo already know himself and his enemy?

Facing Shen Jinmo who is so aggressive and holds his life in his hands, can he really be sure of victory?

"Your father, mother and grandmother are all in my hands. Aren't you afraid that I will take their lives?"

"What are you afraid of?"

A flash of sarcasm flashed across Shen Jin's dark eyes: "Do you think it's easier for them to live than to die these years?"

"As long as I can win, what does death matter?"

As long as Xia Che can win, as long as the people of the world can win.

What does their death matter?

Shen Jinmo, who had no weaknesses at all, stood in front of Xia Hong, making Xia Hong unable to control him.

"What about Jiyue? Do you want that young prostitute to be buried with you?"

"Your Majesty, why don't you guess, can I really forget Xie Nanxing and give my heart to a young prostitute?"

His voice became softer and softer: "Your Majesty, don't you think that this is a reassurance pill given to you by me?"

"You can give it a try. Maybe you can capture me by bringing him over?"

Powerlessness, a heavy feeling of powerlessness enveloped Xia Hong.

Xia Hong was trembling with anxiety and loss of control as he couldn't find a starting point.

With every step, Xia Hong immersed himself in the newly replaced ice water again.

The mist dyed it red, Xia Hong closed his eyes, and he regretted tearing off this layer of disguise.

Even if Shen Jinmo knew everything, he would still pretend to the end.

Before the outcome was decided, he moved the chess piece first and was already in a passive position.

After a long time, Xia Hong opened his eyes, and his voice was as hard as ice.

"Wang Heng, any rebel who enters this palace will be killed to appease the people. You will not be able to escape death."

"As long as you can cure this poison for me, I will protect your life. Even this kingdom will be passed on to you after a hundred years."

He shook his head and said, "I have lost my love for the people and my sympathy for their sufferings. I cannot sit on the throne that matters to the country and the people."

Xia Hong's eyes were filled with red with anger, and he suddenly stood up with the help of the wooden barrel: "Then what exactly did you want to achieve by doing all this?"

I don't care about my parents, I don't care about power, I don't care about gold and silver, I don't care about love, I don't care about my own life.

Be heartless and have no desires or demands.

So why take such a difficult path?

Xia Hong didn't understand. Xia Hong, a man who had been scheming to gain people's hearts all his life, didn't understand Shen Jinmo.

"I'll do it this way."

Ask for nothing, aim for nothing, everything is as it should be.

He tried his best to seek good results, but failed to get them, so Shen Jinmo could only accept it.