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Raising the back of her hand to dispel the bitterness in her eyes, Xia Xin stood up from the couch: "Luyan, give the order. From now on, this will be the young master of my Princess's Mansion. He will be as noble as this princess and the marquis."

"The servant knows."

Lu Yan bent down and knelt on the ground. The maids and guards in the room also knelt down and kowtowed to Xie Nanxing: "I will definitely take good care of the young master."

Xia Xin swept her wanton phoenix eyes over the servants in the house. She thought that it would take a long time for Xie Nanxing to recover from his illness, so it would be more appropriate to arrange two strong and careful servants to accompany him.

"Li Gan, Li Gao, from now on you will follow the young master."

Her hand fell on the whip at her waist, and she issued a merciless warning: "Whether you live or die in the future will be decided by the young master, but if you don't take good care of the young master, I will be the first one to not forgive you."

"Please rest assured, Princess. I will take good care of the young master."

As soon as he finished arranging Xie Nanxing's affairs, Shen Jun walked into the house, glanced at the boy on the sickbed, and his neat brows were tightly locked.

Holding Xia Xin's hand, the two walked out of Hanying Courtyard side by side. The servants coming and going were cleaning the courtyard carefully, preparing for the upcoming New Year.

Xia Xin looked at the festive red and sighed softly: "Alas, I don't know if Xiao Mo can come back before the New Year."

Xia Xin and Shen Jun were unable to place any of their men in the team that was going to Ping'an Town to pick up people. As for the news about Shen Jinmo, the two could only wait for Xia Hong's notification.

"Don't worry, Xiao Mo always has a plan in mind and will come back safely." Shen Jun took the cloak from Lu Yan and put it on Xia Xin.

"Compared to Xiao Mo's safety, I am more worried about the child in this room. How can we explain to his dead parents..."

"I have always had a weak constitution, and I took countless pills to boost my energy while on the road. Even if I take the best medicine, my body is getting weaker day by day."

"Our family owes this child."

Xia Xin put her hand into Shen Jun's palm, her face full of helplessness: "I will go to the temple tomorrow to pray for this child. I will try all kinds of methods."

"If he is not in good health, we will do our best to take good care of him as long as we can live."

"If I am in better health in the future, I will definitely find him a woman who can take care of him for the rest of his life and give him both a son and a daughter."

Pingan Town

Sui Yi was followed by the imperial physician, who stood in front of Shen Jinmo's couch with an imperial edict in his hand. The old woman knelt on the ground respectfully with her two children.

Looking at Shen Jinmo lying on the bed, Sui Yi nodded slightly, and the imperial physician came forward to take Shen Jinmo's pulse.

He took out the scissors from the medicine box, cut open the wound that was wrapped around Shen Jinmo, and sniffed the smell of corruption.

"Master Suiyi, the poison that the prince was poisoned with is indeed bone-destroying." The imperial physician glanced at Cheng Yangqiu and said, "Although this doctor is young, his treatment method was not wrong."

The inquiring eyes fell on Cheng Yangqiu through the silver face, and the unsheathed sword was placed on Cheng Yangqiu's neck: "How do you know about this bone-destroying poison?"

Cheng Yangqiu bowed to Sui Yi and then slowly explained the reason: "I studied medicine everywhere in my early years and was fortunate enough to be a disciple of the Medical Saint for half a year."

Sui Yi obviously didn't believe this. The Medical Saint had passed away and had never accepted any disciples in his entire life. His medical skills had been lost and there was no one to inherit them.

How could such a dilapidated town have outer disciples of the Medical Saint?

And it was such a coincidence that this person really saved Shen Jinmo?

Sui Yi turned around and looked at the secret guard following behind him. The man immediately understood and walked out of the clinic.

Cheng Yangqiu's existence caused an accident in the plan against Shen Jinmo, but this accident must be kept secret by everyone here.

Because for Xia Hong, if there is an unexpected secret guard, even Sui Yi, the number one person in the Secret Guard Department, will not be able to escape death.

He took out the antidote from his bosom and handed it to the imperial physician, who cut the pill into pieces with hot water and fed it into Shen Jinmo's mouth spoonful by spoonful.

He used a dagger to break open the scabbed wound on Shen Jinmo's body. The dark blood seeped out of his skin again, and beads of sweat began to appear on the forehead of the unconscious Shen Jinmo.

The blood flowing from the wound slowly turned bright red. The imperial physician sutured Shen Jinmo's wound with needle and thread, and then applied external ointment on the wound.

It took an hour before the wound was bandaged.

The imperial physician left the prescription and followed Sui Yi out of the clinic.

"How is the health of the prince?"

"Drink the bone-destroying antidote, and you will wake up tomorrow at the latest." The imperial physician hesitated for a moment, and continued, "It seems that there is another poison in the body of the prince. I am not sure."

"Yes." Sui Yi tapped the floor slowly with the sword in his hand: "The imperial physician should also be aware of Cheng Yangqiu's affairs."

Except for the imperial physician, no one who came with Sui Yi could report to Sui Yi beyond his jurisdiction.

Regardless of whether Cheng Yangqiu is dead or alive in the end, the imperial physician has to keep a close eye on his mouth.

"Don't worry, sir. I know nothing."

The imperial physician is also an elder in the palace. The most important thing for living in this palace is to keep his mouth shut and be blind when necessary.

The secret guard who was taken away by Sui Yi in advance came up to Sui Yi and reported to him in a low voice what he saw and heard on the day Shen Jinmo was poisoned.

Sui Yi held the sword that was knocking on the floor in his hand, looked at the person on the sickbed in the room through the half-open door, and an inaudible laugh came out of his nose.

If Cheng Yangqiu hadn't appeared, Shen Jinmo would not have lived past thirty even if he had obtained the antidote.

Some people are truly born to be blessed by fate.

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Daxia Palace

Xie Nanxing opened his eyes again from his coma because of the pain. After being confused for a while, Xie Nanxing realized that the couch he was lying on was moving forward.

Looking up, you will see red walls and golden tiles, with auspicious dragons and phoenixes hovering between the carved beams and painted buildings.

The pain was replaced by panic in his heart, and Xie Nanxing realized that he was now in the Daxia Palace, and he appeared in the Daxia Palace dragging such a broken body.

He raised his hand slightly and tugged at the sleeve of Xia Xin who was standing beside him.

As soon as Xia Xin noticed the movement, she took out a porcelain bottle from her arms, poured out two slices of 300-year-old ginseng and fed them into Xie Nanxing's mouth.

The eunuch who was carrying Xie Nanxing forward was very considerate and slowed down his pace. Xia Xin leaned over to Xie Nanxing's ear and explained softly.

"My child, God is so gracious. The Emperor wants to meet the man who saved my son."

"Don't be afraid. The emperor loves his people like his own children."

Xia Xin was telling Xie Nanxing how he should deal with himself when he saw Xia Hong.

Fear is the normal emotion that a common person would feel when seeing the ruler of an empire.

Don't be afraid. If Xie Nanxing and Shen Jinmo become suspicious of their superiors, their fates will be ruined.

The ginseng slice in his mouth had aged, and Xie Nanxing's mind became clearer.

This is the imperial palace, this is Daxia, and Xie Nanxing is about to meet the emperor who has the final say over the life and death of his subjects.

"Heaven's grace is great, and it is a blessing for the common people."

During the days and nights that Xie Nanxing stayed with Shen Jinmo, he not only read books, but also brought a small stool to sit next to Shen Jinmo, and heard too many ways to save lives in Luoan.

Now this sentence is in An Xiaxin's heart.

Xia Xin suddenly realized that this child was much smarter than she had imagined, and did not look like someone who grew up in the countryside at all.

However, the person who was entrusted by his son to come to Luoan for help could not be an ordinary farmer.