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

Seeing that Tian Ding seemed hesitant, Xia Hong concealed his uneasiness with impatience.

"Opportunities don't wait for anyone. If you don't want me to do it, I'll find someone else. You should think carefully about it."

Tian Ding clenched his fists, raised his head and asked, "When will you let me enter the palace?"

"Hahahaha, I really wasn't wrong about you."

Xia Hong helped Tian Ding up, patted his shoulder with satisfaction, and even smoothed out his wrinkled collar:

"Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. I want to hold a family banquet. You should prepare well. I will take you to the palace tonight."

The originally planned sacrifice at the Taimiao was cancelled because Xia Hong was afraid that someone would suddenly attempt an assassination, and instead, Xia Hong personally invited everyone to a family dinner.

Those who can enter the palace are all relatives whom Xia Hong feels are trustworthy and are on the same side with him.

Tomorrow will be the day when Shen Jinmo will be strangled in public and Xia Hong will regain power in the Divine Capital.

The affairs of the old year are over, and Xia Hong doesn't want to bring these unlucky things into the new year.

Sitting back in the carriage, Xia Hong felt a lot more relaxed when he was about to leave the palace because he was worried that Tian Ding was too timid.

Doctor Shu knelt at Xia Hong's feet, thinking about what he had just said, feeling a little worried.

"Your Majesty, if you attack Lord Shen now, how can your body withstand it if he activates the poisonous insect?"

Doctor Shu was not worried about whether Xia Hong would live or die. What he was worried about was that if Xia Hong killed Shen Jinmo, how would he get back the resentment and hatred in his life?

Satisfied with Doctor Shu's consistent loyalty, Xia Hong rewarded Doctor Shu with a seat.

"I have tried several times. If I am farther away and cannot hear his voice, the poisonous insect will not be affected by him."

"Now that you know how to cure the poison, letting him live will only lead to more trouble."

"I will leave the family banquet tomorrow night. Tian Ding will know what will happen next."

Doctor Shu pinched his sweaty palms and agreed with a smile: "Your Majesty is wise. I will learn from your advice."

The carriage was still two or three alleys away from the prime minister's residence. Xia Hong saw through the window that many carriages were still going to and from the prime minister's residence late at night.

Suspicious, Xia Hong stopped the carriage in the alley.

After standing in the dark and spying for half an hour, Xia Hong discovered that all the people sitting in these carriages were familiar faces.

Could it be that Xun Xiang is already thinking about how to kill Shen Jinmo and rescue his king from his predicament?

With a slight smile on his lips, Xia Hong did not allow Ming Ye to be surprised: "Go and find out what they are doing in the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

After waiting in the alley for nearly two cups of tea, the three groups of secret guards who had entered the prime minister's residence in batches returned to Xia Hong.

"Master, the Prime Minister's residence is too heavily guarded, and subordinates are not allowed to approach the study."

"Master, from what they talked about on the way, it seems that they are discussing welcoming the people into the Divine Capital."

"Master, I also heard them mention the city gate and palace gate and so on."

Xia Hong slammed the Buddhist beads in his hand against the wall of the carriage.

People? Where did these people come from?

Aren’t they all traitors?

He still thought that Xun Xiang could be trusted, but now it seems that he is also a traitor.

When he has recovered from this breath, he will kill all nine members of the Xun clan, and he will dig out and burn all the ancestors of the Xun clan.

Feeling angry, Xia Hong asked irritably, "Maybe we should kill him now?"

"I can give it a try, but my chances of success are only 30% at most."

How could it be possible that the century-old prime minister's mansion, which was under strict defense, could be destroyed by a few secret guards brought by Xia Hong?

The blood in his heart started to flow again, Xia Hong closed his eyes and exhaled deeply.

Pursing his lips, the carriage turned back from the dark alley.

Xia Hong extended his hand to Doctor Shu and looked out the window, as if he wanted to drag the entire world to be buried with him!

Passing by Prince Ming's Palace, Xia Hong's eyes suddenly lit up.

The laughter mixed in the voice made the people inside and outside the carriage feel cold under their feet.

"Stop the car. I miss my good little Jiu."

Those stubborn people in the palace don't care about their lives at all.

But Xia Yu is afraid of death.

Zhong Yuanyuan is even more afraid of Xia Yu’s death.

Since he is his son, he should be used by him at the critical moment and become a hostage to make those people kneel down and beg for mercy and admit their mistakes.

When Xia Hong had had enough of those people begging for mercy, he would kill them all in front of Xia Yu, and at the same time set some rules for his only son.

Isn’t this a way to kill two birds with one stone?

He got off the carriage in person, and the servant guarding the gate saw Xia Hong and didn't even have time to kowtow, and ran to the main courtyard to deliver the message.

Obviously, this was someone who had received a warning in advance from the master in the mansion.

By the time Xia Yu and Xun Zhan had packed up their clothes and were ready to go out, Xia Hong, accompanied by fifty secret guards, had already arrived in front of Xia Yu and Xun Zhan.

Standing opposite each other, Xia Yu retreated three steps and blocked Xun Zhan behind him: "Greetings, Father."

The two looked at Xia Hong with eyes full of confusion and negligible wariness.

Xia Hong came with Doctor Shu. Does Xia Hong already know the truth that has been buried by time?

This is the Palace of Prince Ming. Naturally, most of the people in this palace are from Xia Yu, but there are also quite a few people from Xia Hong.

But if they really fight, it’s not certain who will win or lose.

Looking at the guards following behind Xia Hong, Xia Yu felt that if they really fought, he would have no chance of winning.

"Why does Xiaojiu look like he's a little afraid of me?"

Xun Zhan walked behind Xia Yu and said, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. Your Majesty was surprised to see you in person late at night, so he was a little distracted."

Xia Yu bowed to Xia Hong. They had naturally found the reason long ago.

"The room is a bit messy, I ask you to sit in the main hall."

Xia Hong glanced at the space between the two of them and indeed saw the messy room and the strong ambiguity.

It seemed that he understood why Xia Yu had just lost his mind.

Cihou chuckled. Xia Hong didn't want to fall out with Xia Yu outside the palace.

"I am sorry to bother you."

Xia Yu did not respond to this and led Xia Hong directly to the main hall.

The hall was already filled with fragrance. Xia Yu bent down to pour tea for Xia Hong: "I wonder why my father is here tonight?"

"Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. Although the ancestor worship ceremony has been cancelled, our family still has to have a good meal, so I came here specially to pick up Xiaojiu today."

Shen Jinmo is in the palace now, so there is no such thing as a family dinner.

Once he enters the palace, Xia Yu will become a hostage and there will be no return.

Xun Zhan walked up to Xia Hong with a smile and pushed Xia Yu to a place farther away from Xia Hong.

Although they all took the antidote, Xia Yu still had to protect him later, so it was best not to smell the incense at all.

"Your Majesty, please do not bully Xiaojiu because she is young. Shen Jinmo has been missing for such a long time. You personally come to pick Xiaojiu up so late. I don't think you have any good intentions."

"You can't take Xiaojiu away with me today."

Xun Zhan didn't even pretend anymore.