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

"It's a pleasant surprise to be able to get a seventh-grade certificate."

Shen Jinmo originally thought that he would have to spend another year or two in the palace before he could get an official position, but now the speed has been much faster. Xia Hong is indeed quite anxious now.

"By the way, I've got a job for you, too."

"Ah?" Xie Nanxing thought about his own body: "Brother Hunter, are you so poor that you want a sickly kid like me to go out and earn money?"

"You are wrong." Shen Jinmo was in a really good mood today: "Being the ninth prince's companion does not come with any salary."

"..."

Xie Nanxing felt a little weak, and all the energy in his body was drained away by these words.

Xie Nanxing had been to the palace twice since he came to Luoan, and he felt very tired, the kind of tiredness that felt like his head was tied to his neck.

Thinking about going to the palace every day from now on, Xie Nanxing felt that her health would never improve.

"If I accidentally offend some powerful person, will it be dangerous?"

"You can be a little arrogant. If you have any problems, you can ask Shen Jinmo to save you." It's just a study partner. Xie Nanxing can handle it.

"Have you seen Princess Xiaoyao? If you are as arrogant and shameless as her, no one can bully you."

Shen Jinmo's words were obviously connivance, but Xie Nanxing was still very frustrated.

"Shen Jinmo, I can no longer follow Princess Xiaoyao's path."

"Why?"

Xie Nanxing repeated what he said in Fengyi Palace and looked at Shen Jinmo with a bitter face: "I think the queen wants to bite me to death now."

"Then you should continue on this path. You may seem a little dull, but you may accidentally say something enlightening. You may not understand it, but they will definitely understand it."

Afraid that Xie Nanxing wouldn't understand, Shen Jinmo lowered his voice and continued, "We have to make mistakes. If we don't, they will be uneasy."

"I understand." Xie Nanxing nodded and said, "You have no weaknesses, how dare others use you?"

"You don't need others, how can we get closer?"

Xie Nanxing's serious and stern look was very adorable. Shen Jinmo subconsciously raised his hand to rub Xie Nanxing's head, but when his hand was halfway up he felt something was wrong, so he withdrew his hand without making a sound and placed it back on the teacup.

There was a hint of inexplicable meaning in the carriage as it moved forward leisurely. Xie Nanxing felt it was a bit strange, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Shen Jinmo seemed to have changed after he entered the palace and came out.

It was like the restrictions I had set in my heart were loosened with the help of someone, revealing thoughts that I wasn't even aware of.

"Is the Ninth Prince easy to get along with?"

"Maybe he is smarter than you. He is definitely not a bully. He should not have any power in the palace."

People taught by Zhong Yuanyuan personally are always right.

Mo Ping sat outside driving the carriage. His cold limbs and slightly frightened heart were warmed by the conversation going back and forth in the carriage.

Mo Ping felt that this year's New Year's Eve seemed better than previous years.

After returning to Xiangzhuyuan to wash up, by the time of dinner, Xie Nanxing was so tired that he couldn't even lift a finger.

After eating a few bites of dinner, Xie Nanxing snuggled into bed and fell asleep soon.

Staying up all night to celebrate the New Year is really not something Xie Nanxing can do now.

Only if he has a good rest, will he be able to stay up till the New Year next year.

Shen Jinmo ordered his servants to move the heater into the side hall, and through the many carved doors and windows, he looked at the raised curve above the bed.

What Xia Hong said during the day came to Shen Jinmo's mind, and he knew what Xia Hong meant by that.

For so long, Shen Jinmo has been lacking an excuse that could directly lead to the achievement of his goal.

And now, Xia Hong personally handed over the reason.

"A Ping, find some more storybooks for this prince."

Mo Ping asked, "Do you want to be a chivalrous knight or something like that?"

"I want a romantic relationship."

"It would be best if one of the protagonists looks like this prince, and the other looks like the young master."

Shen Jinmo responded calmly and seriously, but Mo Ping was stunned when he heard this.

What is his eldest son going to do?

Chasing husband?

So Yunhuai Village allowed Xie Nanxing to live in the same house. Was it because his family's young master was the first to have this idea?

His eldest son is really a piece of shit, he wouldn't even let such a sick child go...

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Xun Zhan wrapped the elbow tightly with layers of oil paper and put it in his arms. He quietly crawled into the cave covered by dry grass, and then walked around in the small path for a few times and entered Xianyun Pavilion.

"Meow."

Three longs and two shorts is the secret code that Xun Zhan and Xia Yu agreed upon this month. In order to avoid any trouble, the two change their secret code once a month.

At this time, Xia Yu was sitting at the desk practicing his shabby handwriting, while Zhong Yuanyuan was dressed in white, reading a Buddhist scripture in her hand.

Zhong Yuanyuan did not want to have contact with outsiders, so there were no palace maids or eunuchs in Xianyun Pavilion. Zhong Luoyue was in charge of the daily use of the items, and Zhong Yuanyuan did not care whether it was more or less.

For example, the basin of silver charcoal delivered today has never been seen in the past few years.

Zhong Yuanyuan can use it, but she won’t ask.

Soon after the cat's meowing stopped, Zhong Yuanyuan closed the Buddhist scriptures and said, "I'm tired. Move the brazier and candles to your bedroom so you can rest early."

"Mom, you can just use the brazier. My son has a hot temper and doesn't need these things."

Xia Yu held a candle in one hand and a book in the other to block the north wind and returned to his bedroom.

After putting the candle away, he walked to the window and pushed the shutter as wide as possible, then looked up and saw the brilliant lights of the Luoan Bell Tower.

Tonight is New Year's Eve. The lights inside and outside the palace are bright, but the Xianyun Pavilion is not tainted by the smell of fireworks. His mother is dressed more simply than usual.

Xun Zhan jumped into Xia Yu's room from the window, breaking the silence at the moment.

He took out an elbow from his arms and said excitedly, "Eat it quickly, you will gain weight after eating it."

You are at the age when you need to grow up. How can you grow strong if you don't eat oily food every day?

If possible, Xun Zhan wanted to take Xia Yu home and feed him with various meats every day.

Only when you keep them plump and white will they look festive.

Xia Yu looked at the man sitting nonchalantly on his couch and said calmly, "Why are you here on New Year's Eve tonight?"

He took out an orange from his sleeve and peeled it with both hands. He looked at Xia Yu who was eating pork elbow with his gentle eyes and said, "You came on New Year's Eve, of course it's because I missed you, brother."

"Xun Zhan, can you please have some shame? I'm only ten years old."

It was an act of presumption for Xun Zhan to say these specious words in front of him.

"You are ten years old. Does that have anything to do with me missing you?"

Xun Zhan placed the peeled orange next to Xia Yu and quickly retreated to the bedside.

Don't be fooled by the man's soft and tender appearance. He is very ruthless when he gets down to business.

If Xia Yu didn't want to answer Xun Zhan's question, then he wouldn't speak.

Seeing that Xia Yu was getting angry, Xun Zhan stopped while he was ahead: "Your eldest nephew is back, and the world in Luoan is slowly starting to change."

Xia Yu paused while eating his elbow: "Can he alone change the situation in Luoan?"