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

When Xie Nanxing sensed that something had happened to Shen Jinmo, he became so anxious that he lost all sense of proportion. The fact that he could not get any news from Shen Jinmo made Xie Nanxing unable to sleep every night.

He raised his hand and touched Shen Jinmo's forehead. The return of his body temperature to normal gave Xie Nanxing the courage to face this experience.

But he will not choose to blame or complain.

Now that things have passed and Shen Jinmo has recovered from his illness, they should all look forward.

"It happened so suddenly. You even knew to ask Ping to tell me this time. That's a big improvement."

"You performed very well, and you deserve praise." Xie Nanxing reached out and picked up a dumpling, feeding it to Shen Jinmo's mouth: "It's a reward."

After taking a bite of the dumpling, Shen Jinmo snatched Xie Nanxing's hand that was holding the chopsticks: "Xie Nanxing, do you feel lost every day following me?"

"If I can't find your whereabouts, I will." There was no sugarcoating. The watery light in Xie Nanxing's eyes was called tenderness.

"Shen Jinmo, I won't ask you to tell me everything, but I hope that if you are wronged or hurt, you can think of me waiting for you at home."

Xie Nanxing's current physical condition and ability do not allow him to move forward side by side with Shen Jinmo, and he will not interfere with Shen Jinmo's future when he knows he cannot do it.

All he could do was stand firmly behind Shen Jinmo, burning everything that could be burned, dispelling the cold and darkness for Shen Jinmo, and bringing light and warmth.

Xie Nanxing didn’t know whether such friendship was worthy of the word love.

Letting go of Xie Nanxing's hand, Shen Jinmo's heart was filled with tenderness and warmth: "Xie Nanxing, I will go home."

With lowered eyebrows and a faint smile, Xie Nanxing was serious for only a moment.

The chopsticks were used to pick up the clips again and held in front of Shen Jinmo. Shen Jinmo had to move closer to take a bite.

Shen Jinmo looked at the dumplings that Xie Nanxing was holding with chopsticks. His heart beat faster and his exposed skin turned a light red.

Obviously, the last dumpling that was swallowed did not make Shen Jinmo feel such excitement.

With his lips slightly parted, just as he was about to take a bite, Xie Nanxing took back his chopsticks and put the dumpling into his mouth.

"Look at me, why am I feeding you directly with my own chopsticks?" And these chopsticks had just been bitten by Shen Jinmo: "Shen Jinmo, don't mind, I didn't mean it."

Love is like a dumpling. If it moves slowly, it won’t fall into Shen Jinmo’s mouth.

Xie Nanxing felt that his metaphor was very appropriate and Shen Jinmo must understand it.

Xie Nanxing picked up the serving chopsticks again and picked up a dumpling for Shen Jinmo, put it on the untouched small plate, and pushed it in front of Shen Jinmo.

Shen Jinmo lowered his head and ate the dumpling in one bite. He felt in his heart that this dumpling must not be as delicious as the one Xie Nanxing had just picked up.

"Is it tasty?"

With her eyebrows curved, how could Xie Nanxing miss Shen Jinmo's slight disappointment?

Shen Jinmo's feelings towards him were not clear to begin with, and Xie Nanxing wanted to slowly muddy his mind, making it best if there was no clear trace of it.

"Average." Shen Jinmo was not good at telling lies, he just thought it was average.

"I think it's delicious." Xie Nanxing picked up another one, but just as she raised it, Shen Jinmo snatched it away.

Such a ferocious action caught Xie Nanxing off guard. He glanced at Shen Jinmo chewing dumplings and his heart trembled inexplicably.

He felt that if Shen Jinmo started to tease him back, but based on his reaction and physical strength.

Xie Nanxing is really no match for him.

But how could Xie Nanxing give up so easily?

He studies the basic storyline, can't he make up for it by learning a few more tricks?

……

Luang Yi Hall

The ministers came to the court early in the morning. Xia Hong was wearing a dragon robe and a golden dragon crown and sat on the dragon throne. The ministers shouted and kowtowed. Eunuch Lin swept the dust away and said, "If you have something to say, please report it. If not, please adjourn the court."

Xia Ling could not avoid Xun Xiang's sad eyes. As soon as Eunuch Lin finished speaking, he knelt down in the hall and said, "Your son has something to report."

On the day he was released from confinement, because he was annoyed by Xun Lan's nagging and was not as considerate and tactful as Li Yuan, he sent people to Hutouzhai to persuade the bandits to surrender.

Now that he lives a comfortable life and receives care from Xia Ling every now and then, he naturally doesn't think about Xun Lan.

Who would have thought that last night Prime Minister Xun came to the East Palace in person to ask him for someone, and he remembered the news reported by the guard that day.

Xia Hong: "What's the matter, Prince?"

Xia Ling: "The Eastern Palace eunuch Xun Lan followed my son's order to persuade the Tiger Head Village to surrender, but he was abducted by the bandits. I beg my father to issue an order to rescue Xun Lan and punish the bandits."

Xia Hongwei paused for a moment, then recalled what happened last year: "Last year, the Crown Prince arranged for people to persuade them to surrender, and now, not long has passed, they have actually gone so far as to kidnap an official appointed by the imperial court?"

Xia Ling: "These unruly people are treacherous and have broken their promises. The people living nearby have also suffered from the mountain bandits for a long time. I think we should suppress them with force this time to prevent future troubles."

"What the prince said makes sense." Xia Hong looked around at the civil and military officials in the court, waiting for someone who was willing to volunteer to appear.

Who would have thought that all the officials in the court would be silent.

Xia Hong had no choice but to ask, "Who among you can go?"

After these words were spoken, the civil officials in the hall bowed their heads one after another, and the remaining military officers did not dare to ask for orders.

In recent years, anyone who has anything to do with the military has been disliked by Xia Hong.

As the crown prince, Xia Ling naturally had to share his worries: "Marquis Wu'an, can the Imperial Guard lead the troops to the battle?"

Before Shen Jun could reply, the ministers in the hall stepped forward one after another.

As for their useless sons, they would never come back after going to Hutouzhai.

Xia Ling's move was tantamount to making them extinct.

"Your Highness, please think twice. The bandits are vicious and you should send more elite troops."

"It is important to eliminate the bandits, but it is also important to maintain the law and order of the Divine Capital. How can the Guards be mobilized so easily?"

"..."

After several rounds of pushing and pulling, Xia Xin took a step forward and said, "I have someone to recommend, Han Shu, the daughter of the Marquis of Zhongqin. She is as capable as any man. She can lead the army to rescue Xun Lan and destroy Hutou Village."

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Xiangzhuyuan

"My Lord, a man named Tian Ding from the Imperial Guards Department came over and said he had some official business to discuss with you."

At this moment, Shen Jinmo was bringing the things that he had asked Mo Ping to buy yesterday to Xie Nanxing one by one, and was having a great time coaxing her.

As soon as he heard that Tian Ding was coming, he performed a face-changing performance on the spot, thinking that Tian Ding was really a person with no tact.

"Please come in." Seeing that it was a business matter, Xie Nanxing tried to smooth things over, but he didn't seem to be in a very good mood.

No one likes a boss who comes to disturb them at home even after they have asked for leave.

As soon as Tian Ding entered the courtyard, Xie Nanxing spoke in a sarcastic voice, "Shen Jinmo, why are you so busy in the Guard Division? You won't even allow me to take two days off when I'm sick?"

Tian Ding stood firmly in the room, put on a flattering smile on his face, and slowly looked up at Xie Nanxing.

With just one glance, Tian Ding completely forgot all his errands.

"This...this person...what's your name?"