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

A luxurious carriage passed through the crowd of onlookers and galloped towards Princess Pingnan's residence. The coachman pulled the reins tightly and the horse's hooves stepped on the red carpet prepared for Shen Jinmo.

"Your Highness, we have arrived at Princess Pingnan's residence."

He stood beside the carriage with a respectful posture, bent over, and after getting permission, Sui Yi opened the door himself.

Shen Jinmo stepped down from the carriage on the stool and walked onto the red carpet laid out for him with his head lowered.

He knelt on the ground, not daring to look up and meet the eyes of the people on the stone steps. "My son Shen Jinmo has returned. Please give your parents your best wishes."

If there was only one family here, Xia Xin would definitely rush down the stairs, hug her son and cry, complaining about her years of longing for him.

But now, surrounding the Princess's mansion, in addition to the common people and the dignitaries who rushed here after hearing the news, there is also the threat from Xia Hong.

Xia Xin gripped Shen Jun's hand so tightly that it turned white. All the excitement and joy she had felt during these days became a joke.

After today, how will her son gain a foothold in this circle of powerful people who flatter the powerful and bully the weak?

He raised his hand and took the long whip from Lu Yan's hand, and his hand holding the handle trembled slightly.

"Since you are alive, why did you return today?"

"I'm wrong."

Xie Nanxing looked at Shen Jinmo who was kneeling on the ground, and his beating heart was hurt by these three words.

It turns out that even in this divine capital, Shen Jinmo cannot have a home.

No matter how much love you have, what’s the use if it doesn’t fall on Shen Jinmo?

"My parents are here, so I won't travel far."

Xia Xin's whip landed on Shen Jinmo's back, splitting his ink-colored clothes in an instant: "This whip is to punish you for not coming back for ten years and making your parents worry about you until their hair turned white."

"You are the emperor's gift. The emperor has spent countless manpower and resources to find you."

As soon as one whip was put away, another one was raised. As flesh and blood rolled around, the smell of blood rushed into Xie Nanxing's nostrils.

Xie Nanxing bit her lower lip with her teeth, shaking her head from side to side, tears falling silently: "Your Highness, Princess, please don't."

The sound as low as a mosquito was blocked by the sound of the whip. Shen Jinmo received the third whip: "You have wasted ten years and misused the emperor's grace. This is disloyalty."

After three whips, Xia Xin had already lost all her blood color, but Eunuch Lin did not come forward to stop him, which meant that Xia Hong felt it was not enough.

The weak hand raised the whip again, and Eunuch Lin seemed to have just come to his senses. He hurried down the stairs and stood in front of Shen Jinmo.

"Your Highness, the Crown Prince has just returned. I have no right to stop you from educating your son."

Tears streamed down his cheeks, Eunuch Lin choked with sobs, and kept kowtowing to Xia Xin to plead for mercy: "Your Highness is already seriously injured and has not recovered yet. The Emperor is waiting to summon His Highness. I beg you to spare His Highness this time."

He swung the whip in his hand hard towards where Eunuch Lin was, and the red carpet at Eunuch Lin's feet shattered directly, and the red fluff dyed Eunuch Lin's head.

Xia Xin was exhausted and so weak that she could hardly hold the whip. Shen Jun hugged Xia Xin by the waist and walked towards the mansion.

The people who were standing at the door welcoming Shen Jinmo back home followed Xia Xin into the mansion with fear on their faces.

Only Xie Nanxing seemed to be forgotten, and no one pushed him into the mansion.

He and Shen Jinmo were both blocked outside the high gate of Princess Pingnan's mansion.

The pain in my hands is insignificant, and the pain in my feet is nothing compared to the pain in my heart.

Xie Nanxing tremblingly got out of the wheelchair and walked towards Shen Jinmo.

Kneeling beside Shen Jinmo, his heart was in turmoil, and the rope of his cloak became a knot while he was pulling: "Brother Hunter, the emperor is a good man."

Shen Jinmo finally raised his head. He didn't dare to look at Xia Xin and Shen Jun. Any eye contact would make his parents collapse.

He stretched out a finger and lightly touched the scab on Xie Nanxing's forehead: "Does it hurt?"

"Are you in pain?"

Shen Jinmo shook his head.

Xie Nanxing also shook his head.

Both are liars.

Looking at each other with a smile, Xie Nanxing finally took off his cloak.

He knelt straight, and the cloak was thrown over Shen Jinmo's head and draped over Shen Jinmo, covering the spots behind Shen Jinmo.

The bloodstained hand stopped Shen Jinmo from taking off his cloak. Xie Nanxing smiled and reminded him: "When you go to the palace to see the emperor, you must dress decently."

Xie Nanxing has his own thoughts that others don't know.

The cloak taken off from Shen Jun and draped over Shen Jinmo was equivalent to Shen Jun, the father, accompanying his son back to this strange capital of gods.

Shen Jinmo is not a child who is not loved by anyone.

Xie Nanxing was obviously weak and was about to fall as soon as he stood up. Shen Jinmo reached out hurriedly and supported Xie Nanxing.

After standing for a long time, leaning on Shen Jinmo's wrist, Xia Nanxing was finally able to stand steadily again.

"Go quickly, don't keep the emperor and Eunuch Lin waiting for too long."

Letting go of the hand that was on Shen Jinmo's wrist, Xie Nanxing pushed Shen Jinmo forward, into the wind and rain that belonged to him.

Looking at the black figure, Xie Nanxing shouted, "Come back for dinner. Let's have some plain noodles."

A very powerful sentence.

In order to say this, Xie Nanxing took a few breaths of cold air, and a cough came from behind Shen Jinmo.

Without stopping, Shen Jinmo's smooth brows twisted for a moment.

Xie Nanxing's health got worse.

Xiaogan and Xiaogao ran out of the mansion, pushed the wheelchair to Xie Nanxing's side, wrapped Xie Nanxing in a well-fitting cloak, and warmth returned in an instant.

But Xie Nanxing's heart was so cold.

"My dear, I am damned for forgetting you."

Xie Nanxing smiled with a pale face: "Go in."

In Princess Pingnan's Mansion, which has very strict rules, how could a servant dare to forget his master unless it was deliberately designed?

It’s just that as parents they cannot welcome their son back from far away, so Xie Nanxing, an outsider, has to do this.

The door of the princess's mansion was closed, and the onlookers began to gather together and talk in low voices.

"Why doesn't the Princess allow the Crown Prince to return home first?"

"Look at that frail young master. He said that he was in such poor health because he saved His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Isn't he also tortured?"

"No way, didn't you offer a large reward to find a doctor for him a month ago?"

"Maybe they are all fake, trying to deceive outsiders like us."

"The current emperor is still good to His Royal Highness, and he has arranged people to protect His Royal Highness early on."

"This prince is really pitiful. His parents live a good life in Luoan, but I heard that he makes a living by hunting in that remote place."

"You better keep quiet. If we say something wrong about such a noble family, we will lose our heads."

The crowd gradually dispersed, and after seeing the excitement here, Xun Zhan led his servants to the mansion.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, and excitement was evident in his eyes.

This stagnant capital of God will not remain peaceful for much longer.

Only when the water was disturbed could he catch the fish that man liked to eat and feed the man until he became fat and white.