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

As soon as Xie Nanxing entered Hanying Courtyard, the strong soothing incense made him cough again.

Looking up, Xia Xin, who was lying on the couch, looked tired in a way that Xie Nanxing had never seen before.

The three whips hit Shen Jinmo's body and hit back at Xia Xin with dozens of times the force.

The doctor, who had just taken Xia Xin's pulse, knelt in front of Xie Nanxing at Shen Jun's signal, used scissors to cut open Xie Nanxing's trouser legs that were stained with blood, and re-treated Xie Nanxing's wounds.

All the maids and servants except Mo Ping left. Shen Jun helped Xia Xin sit up and looked at Xie Nanxing solemnly.

Xia Hong didn't like Xia Xin and Xia Che getting close, so Xia Xin had to cut off contact with Xia Che so that Xia Che could live a few days of peace.

Xia Hong is now forcing Xia Xin to whip Shen Jinmo in front of the people of Luoan, but he is just repeating his old tricks.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back. Xia Hong wants to alienate the mother-son relationship between them.

The imperial power is supreme, Xia Xin cannot resist, she can only kneel down and hand over her head, kneeling down to let Shen Jinmo become Xia Hong's person.

There can only be one ending, that is, the son cannot be filial, and the mother cannot be kind.

But how can her son, who has made it his mission to save the world and the people since he was young, survive in such a predicament?

"Nanxing, this princess likes you from the bottom of her heart, but Shen Jinmo is not an obedient son, and this princess doesn't like it."

"If you want to follow Shen Jinmo, you will no longer be considered the young master of my Princess's Mansion. I will not care about your future life or death."

"If you break off your relationship with Shen Jinmo, this princess will allow you to live a life of wealth and glory until old age."

Xia Xin put a choice in front of Xie Nanxing. Following Shen Jinmo would mean countless threats from the imperial power. If he followed Xia Xin, as long as Xia Xin lived, Xie Nanxing would live.

"Nanxing thanks the princess for her concern these days." With a heavy back, every word spoken by her frail body was powerful: "Nanxing's broken body may not last long. As long as His Royal Highness does not mind, Nanxing wants to stay with His Royal Highness."

Xie Nanxing knew that he only had the power of an ant and could not protect Shen Jinmo from these attacks, but he always wanted Shen Jinmo not to be too lonely when he returned home.

He actually knew very well that following Shen Jinmo only had two choices: either winning in the end, or dying.

When you are alive, you must always have something to look forward to.

And Shen Jinmo, as well as the path Shen Jinmo was going to take, unknowingly became the hope that surpassed Xie Nanxing's life.

After several stammers, Xia Xin couldn't utter a word.

Her red and swollen eyes looked at Xie Nanxing with gratitude, then she buried herself in Shen Jun's arms, sobbing silently.

Xie Nanxing would not go to such an extent for Shen Jinmo.

One life for another, Xie Nanxing had already repaid the favor Shen Jinmo had shown her.

After all, their family could never repay Xie Nanxing in this lifetime.

The matter was settled. Mo Ping knelt down in front of his two masters and said, "I, Mo Ping, would also like to serve His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Please grant my wish, Lord Marquis."

The hand that patted Xia Xin's shoulder was extremely tender. Shen Jun remained absolutely calm and looked at Mo Ping with a heavy gaze: "Mo Ping, have you thought it through?"

The forehead hit the floor, and the sound made the brain roar: "Master, please help me."

"Go and receive forty strokes of the cane. The relationship between you and me as master and servant ends here."

"According to the rules of the prince, go and gather the servants for the prince, and bring them over tonight."

From now on, there would only be rules and etiquette between them and their only son, and no more love and affection.

Even in the near future, even the etiquette system may not be able to accommodate it.

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Shen Jinmo walked into the Golden Palace with steady steps and kowtowed to the person on the throne: "Your Majesty, I, Shen Jinmo, pay my respects to you. Long live the emperor."

"Xiao Mo, you made me wait so long."

After ten years of searching, half a year of testing, two months of fighting and testing, and finally using addictive drugs, Xia Hong dared to release the beast.

"It is my fault for causing His Majesty to worry."

Shen Jinmo raised his head slowly, looked at Xia Hong for a moment, and then slowly lowered his head.

Nurtured by power, Xia Hong, who sat on the throne, was majestic and inviolable. He was no longer the friendly man who would hug him and play with him in Shen Jinmo's memory.

"We are all family, there is no point in using incriminating words."

Xia Hong glanced at Eunuch Lin, and the soft chair prepared in advance was moved to the side of Shen Jinmo: "Xiao Mo, sit up straight."

Shen Jinmo thanked him and stood up. The blood dripping from his back dyed the jade floor red.

Xia Hong looked at the puddle of blood, a hint of anger rising in his eyes.

Seeing this, the young eunuch who was waiting on one side of the hall hurried out and ran towards the Imperial Hospital.

Working for Xia Hong, even the slightest lack of foresight would be a capital crime.

"Sui Yi, are you the prince who protected me like this?"

Without even the time to raise his head, Sui knelt down in panic and said, "I know I was wrong. Please punish me, Your Majesty."

Sui Yi never expected that there would be such a crime waiting for him.

But it was also his own carelessness. How could there be no disturbances wherever Eunuch Lin appeared...

"Your Majesty, the whip wound on the prince was inflicted by Princess Pingnan."

Eunuch Lin bent down to pour tea for Xia Hong and explained in a low voice: "It was also because of my old servant's uselessness that I waited until the princess had given him three lashes before I realized that I had to stop him for the prince."

"Xiao Linzi." The voice was deep and contained a warning.

Xia Xin has never been someone that Eunuch Lin could gossip about at will.

He fell to his knees, not daring to say another word, waiting silently for the punishment to come.

"Go to the inner court later to receive ten strokes of the cane."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward." He stood up and turned to look at Shen Jinmo: "Please forgive me, Your Highness, I am the one who talks too much. I will never do that again in the future."

Thunder, lightning, rain and dew are all grace from the emperor. These ten mild beatings are just a gimmick.

This was a play specially performed for Shen Jinmo to watch. However, Shen Jinmo's purpose of entering the palace for the first time was achieved by having Xia Hong perform this play in person.

Holding the teacup and drinking the tea in silence, Xia Hong did not ask any questions, so Shen Jinmo remained silent.

As a sharp weapon that Xia Hong will use in the future, it would be foolish to speak blindly without knowing the situation clearly.

Shen Jinmo's stupidity will become the scimitar that takes his life.

The imperial physician hurried in from outside the hall, and his voice of greeting broke the silence in the hall.

Xia Hong waved his hand, and the imperial physician knelt down to feel Shen Jinmo's pulse: "Your Majesty, the prince is in good health, and the poison he had earlier has now been eliminated."

Looking down at the imperial physician, Xia Hong knew that the poison was still there.

But what Xia Xin and Shen Jun did today made Xia Hong feel uncomfortable.

If a son who longs for his mother's love really sees the hope of family affection, how could he be willing to give up?

Shen Jinmo wanted to submit to him again, and now he had no intention of betraying his parents and submitting to him.

But how could Xia Hong dare to use Shen Jinmo, a man who did not betray his parents and was born in the lineage of the previous emperor?