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

The chopsticks in Xia Xin's hand fell to the ground, and the hand held by Shen Jun slowly became wet.

Joy rushed from her chest to her mind. At this moment, Xia Xin was just a mother who was looking forward to the return of her son who had been living away from home for more than ten years.

"Where are you now?"

"We've reached the city gate. I estimate we'll be able to go home in another quarter of an hour."

The extravagant dream that she had dreamed of for years came true. Xia Xin was at a loss as to what to do: "Brother Jun, let's hang up the firecrackers first."

"The fire basin, mugwort and other things that can ward off evil spirits are also placed in Hanying Courtyard."

"How are the clothes prepared for the prince? I wonder if they are of the right size?"

"Let the tailor come to your house tomorrow and measure the prince again."

"I need to go and see the furnishings in Lanhua Courtyard in person. I can't neglect anything."

"Xin'er."

He whispered to Xia Xin to calm her down: "Don't worry, we have been preparing since the day we came back from Nanxing. Everything is ready."

Seeing this scene, Xie Nanxing came back to his senses belatedly.

There was a faint smile on her lips and tears in her eyes. The depression that had been weighing on her heart for more than half a month was relieved by a lot.

Shen Jinmo returned to Luoan, where he had a home and parents who loved and cared for him.

very nice.

Xia Xin immediately left the stool and walked towards the door. When she reached the threshold, she turned around and looked at Xie Nanxing who had not caught up.

The person sitting in the wheelchair still had scars on his face, but with a smile in his eyes and a slightly raised mouth corner, Xia Xin could actually sense a sense of peace in his life.

At this moment, Xia Xin understood why Shen Jinmo was willing to become a brother with Xie Nanxing and entrust his life to him.

For people like them who are always in danger of losing their jobs and maneuvering in power, what they miss most is the peaceful and quiet days that arise amidst barbarism.

Xie Nanxing was stared at closely by Xia Xin, his face turned slightly red for a moment, and then he slowly lowered his head out of shyness.

Shen Jun smiled and hugged Xia Xin. Xia Xin did not feel embarrassed, but laughed heartily: "Our Nanxing is so beautiful. When you grow up well, all the women in Luoan will want to marry you."

For Shen Jun, Xia Xin's hearty smile was something that happened too long ago.

Shen Jun's eyes also revealed a frank joy. He walked behind Xie Nanxing and pushed the wheelchair forward.

"Xin'er, let's take Nanxing with us to go meet Xiaomo. Let Nanxing see if the person she rescued has returned healthy."

It is a blessing to be able to come back. The word "healthy" is just a word used to comfort Xie Nanxing.

The warm sun shines on the world, and everyone in front of the Princess's Mansion has a happy look on their face. The unbridled wind mercilessly lifts up Xia Xin's fiery red cloak.

Mo Ping was directing his men to set up firecrackers and other items. A bright red carpet was laid from the entrance all the way to the mansion, festively decorating Shen Jinmo's way home.

Luo'an before New Year's Eve was already painted in advance by Xian Yan, and the Princess's Mansion was full of joy.

Xia Xin stood for a while and then stood on tiptoe to look into the distance: "Brother Jun, have I aged a lot over the years? Will Xiao Mo not recognize me?"

Afraid that Shen Jinmo would come back suddenly, Xia Xin, who usually wore tight clothes and held a whip, combed her hair like a woman, put on a gentle dress, and wore a hairpin.

"Xin'er is even more beautiful than before." He tightened Xia Xin's cloak and said, "If he doesn't recognize you, I will beat him up for you and make him cry."

Shen Jun steadied Xia Xin, turned to look at Xie Nanxing who was sitting in a wheelchair, quickly took off his cloak and handed it to Xiao Gao.

"Tie it up first, and next time you let him get cold, you will be punished."

Xiao Gao and Xiao Gan hurriedly knelt down to confess their guilt, then stood up at Shen Jun's signal. One of them put a cloak on Xie Nanxing, while the other hurried back to Xiangzhuyuan to get the cloak for Xie Nanxing.

Xie Nanxing raised her head and looked at Shen Jun, her beautiful eyes full of joy: "Thank you, Lord Marquis. Actually, I'm not cold."

"I don't know if you're cold or not." Shen Jun looked at Xie Nanxing and joked, "But if I let Xiao Mo's savior get cold, Xiao Mo might get angry with me."

"That guy is very strong. I am old now. I don't know if I can beat him."

"You dare to touch him?" Xia Xin twisted the soft flesh on Shen Jun's waist: "Does the Marquis want to sleep in the study every day?"

"Look, Xiao Mo can walk around in this house like a tyrant. How dare I touch him?"

Xie Nanxing lowered his head and smiled. He could now imagine how happy Shen Jinmo would be when he returned home.

Shen Jinmo has suffered for so many years, and Xie Nanxing feels that all this happiness is what he deserves.

Eunuch Lin got off the carriage, followed by six eunuchs carrying gifts.

From a distance, he looked at the red carpet on the ground and warned the eunuchs: "This red carpet is for welcoming His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. If you make it dirty, watch out for your skin."

Xia Xin was attracted by the not-so-small noise here. The moment she looked at Eunuch Lin, a strong wind blew up the red carpet and blew the joy of reunion into pieces.

Shen Jinmo was hiding in the countryside and one day he revealed his identity. It was naturally Shen Jinmo's intentional act.

After several rounds of testing, Xia Hong recalled Shen Jinmo. Xia Xin originally thought that Xia Hong wanted to keep a hostage who could control the couple.

If this is all Xia Hong wanted, he should allow them to cultivate their feelings, and the stronger the feelings, the greater their value.

But the appearance of Eunuch Lin made Xia Xin realize that Xia Hong wanted much more than that.

Eunuch Lin bowed and saluted: "Your servant greets Her Royal Highness the Princess and the Marquis of Wu'an."

Shen Jun walked between Eunuch Lin and Xia Xin, blocking their gaze: "It's so cold, why bother the Eunuch to make this trip?"

"His Royal Highness is returning to Luo'an today, and the Emperor has asked me to deliver the gift."

There was no need for Eunuch Lin to make any arrangements. The young eunuch behind him handed the gift to Mo Ping in front of the onlookers with ease.

The people of Luoan all know that the current emperor has always been kind to the previous emperor's two children, and any good things are always given to Xia Che and Xia Xin first.

The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant. Only one eunuch, Lin, was still smiling and speaking at the gate: "The emperor is thinking about the prince very much. I dare not neglect him and came early. I hope I did not disturb the reception ceremony of the princess and the marquis."

"What are you talking about, Eunuch Lin?" Shen Jun stuffed the red envelope that Mo Ping handed over into Eunuch Lin's sleeve and said, "It is Xiao Mo's blessing to be remembered by the emperor."

His gaze passed over Shen Jun and fell on Xia Xin. How was Xia Xin's cautious and tentative look at this moment similar to that of Eunuch Lin when he just got off the carriage?

But Eunuch Lin wants to do more than that.

"The Emperor whispered to me early in the morning that the Princess has always been a strict mother, and that the Crown Prince, who was personally raised by the Emperor, is naturally both loyal and filial.

When Eunuch Lin finished speaking, Xia Xin's heart sank instantly.

Xia Hong had given some reminders when he and Xie Nanxing entered the palace last time, and everything had already been foreshadowed.

Looking up at the people around him, Xia Xin pursed her lips, the fishy sweetness fermented in her mouth and slowly spread: "I will live up to the emperor's high expectations."

Xia Xin began to hate herself. It was the joy of reunion that overwhelmed her rationality and made her expose everything.

"Green Smoke, go get this princess' whip."

Xie Nanxing tightened his hands on the armrest of the wheelchair, and the scab on the back of his hand cracked due to excessive force, and a trace of blood spread from the scab.

It doesn't hurt or itch, but it bleeds.