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

Xie Nanxing felt that this explanation was really difficult to give, so he simply gave up.

"Anyway, don't think too much about it. I came here simply because it's lively here."

"Oh." He responded lightly, and it was obvious that he was not in a very good mood.

Soon, the low and hoarse laughter coming from the private room on the left was very dissolute; the low growls and groans coming from the private room on the right were too vulgar.

Shen Jinmo sat on the soft stool with a cold look on his face and as still as a mountain, but Xie Nanxing was already feeling uneasy.

It seemed as if he had opened the door to a new world and learned something extraordinary.

It seems that men can also be happy with each other?

But, can you pretend?

He shook his head to expel the mess in his mind.

What does it have to do with him whether he pretends or not?

"Brother Shen, I was wrong. Let's go. I should go home and take my medicine."

Even Brother Shen was called out, it seems that he really cannot accept such matters.

You should listen more carefully so that you can stay away from men with ulterior motives and take good care of yourself in the future.

Pushing open the window with one hand, Shen Jinmo saw another farce happening on the first floor. He knew that he shouldn't leave immediately.

"There's a fight about to start down there, do you want to see it?"

When Xie Nanxing heard this, he immediately became alert and hurried to the window.

Han Zhou tightly grasped Aqin's wrist and glared at Xia Che opposite him, refusing to give in.

"King Xiaoyao, you are really unkind. You always came here to see Ah Chu, why do you have to ask Ah Qin to accompany you today?"

The nobles in this divine capital all have their own people in Qin Chu Tower. Every time Han Zhou comes here to provoke someone, he will deliberately avoid Xia Che.

The king does not see the king.

But today, just after he defeated a group of contenders, he found out that Xia Che didn't want A Chu, and actually wanted to compete with him for A Qin.

"Han Zhou, I am the prince, if I want something you have to give it to me."

Xia Che's voice is louder than Han Zhou's. He may not be able to beat Han Zhou, but his voice is definitely louder than Han Zhou's.

In short, you must never lose in momentum.

Xun Zhan, who had been hiding somewhere, walked out of the crowd, rolled up his sleeves, and had an indignant look on his face.

I don't know whether to stop the fight or to start the fight.

"Your Majesty, Prince, please don't make a scene here. If the Emperor hears about this tomorrow, it will be embarrassing for everyone."

But the next moment, the onlookers realized that this was not an attempt to stop a fight, but an attempt to ignite a fire.

"Please let me take over Ah Qin today. I have many things I want to discuss with him."

"roll!"

The original verbal dispute turned into a fight, but the waiter named A Qin did not panic. Instead, he found a place to leisurely drink tea.

Ah Qin was already used to this kind of small battle.

Who made him so handsome?

Xie Nanxing put half of his head out of the window, supported his chin with his hands, and watched with great interest.

Shen Jinmo leaned his hands against the window and locked Xie Nanxing tightly in his arms.

In such a place and such a posture, anyone bystander could tell at a glance what kind of shameful behavior the people in the room were doing.

He pointed at Xia Che who was being pressed down by Han Zhou.

"This is King Xiaoyao. You have seen him. He is the eldest son of the late emperor and my mother's younger brother. He is the most proficient spender in the capital. No matter how big a mess he makes, the emperor will always fix it."

"He married Chen, the eldest daughter of the Duke of Dingguo. She was very good at spending money. When she was still married, even the Duke of Dingguo's clothes had patches on them."

"Then he is truly blessed by the Holy Spirit."

Xie Nanxing said this in a nonchalant manner.

Xie Nanxing witnesses the unspeakable suffering beneath the flowers every day.

Shen Jinmo pointed his hand at Han Zhou again.

"This is the young master of the Zhongqin Marquis family. He is two years younger than you."

Shen Jinmo felt that what he said was a bit strange, as if it proved that Xie Nanxing was old enough to go out and have affairs with women.

"The Han family accompanied the late emperor in building the country. All seven of them died on the battlefield for the territory. Now there is only this one left in this generation."

"Although he is gifted in martial arts, Marquis Zhongqin only wants his son to be a playboy."

Just a few words can depict the bravery of rising up in rebellion and the grandeur of guarding the frontier.

When Xie Nanxing looked at Han Zhou again, there was a little more admiration in his eyes.

"The remaining one is called Xun Zhan, the second son of Xun Xiang's family, and now he is the teacher of the Ninth Prince."

"But he doesn't look very old?"

"Same age as you."

But Xun Zhan looked half a head taller than Xie Nanxing, so Xie Nanxing really didn't grow taller.

Afraid that Xie Nanxing would get tired after standing for too long, Shen Jinmo quietly withdrew his arms that were restraining Xie Nanxing and pushed the stool under Xie Nanxing.

My mood inexplicably became lighter.

Shen Jinmo himself didn't even realize the reason for this lightness.

Sitting on the stool that Shen Jinmo brought to him, he didn't want to take his eyes off the people fighting downstairs for a moment: "Could it be that Xun Zhan is also a playboy?"

If he was not a playboy, how could he fight with others for a young boy in Qin Chu Tower on the eighth day of the first lunar month?

"Master Xie is very lucky. He just picked a place randomly and met all three great dandies in the capital."

"Well, I think it's a bit of a coincidence."

Xie Nanxing looked at Shen Jinmo with a probing look.

But this person can't do anything now...

This is too risky...

"Do you think I'll bring you with me when I come here to meet someone?"

Shen Jinmo, as always, didn't give Xie Nanxing much face.

Shen Jinmo looked at Xie Nanxing and smiled, which made Xie Nanxing feel creepy.

"Haha, haha." Xie Nanxing also laughed, but her laugh was awkward.

"The Great Xia Dynasty has only been established for more than 20 years. Now is the time to move forward. How come there are so many playboys?"

Shen Jinmo looked at Xie Nanxing with a more cautious look, and Xie Nanxing immediately realized that such questions should not be asked.

Those in power hope that you will not strive for progress, so you can only do so.

The door of the private room was pushed open. Xia Che pressed on Han Zhou, pulled off Han Zhou's shoes with one hand, and threw them towards the window without thinking.

Shen Jinmo pulled the whip at his waist and swung away the shoe that was thrown straight at Xie Nanxing.

Han Zhou watched with his own eyes as his shoes broke into two pieces.

"My Prince's shoes!!"

Han Zhou had naturally sneaked out today. Now he had no shoes. How miserable could he be to walk back barefoot in this cold winter?

His grief and anger turned into strength. Han Zhou stood up and aimed at Xun Zhan's feet. He was ready to take someone down with him.

Xun Zhan hid inside the house, and Han Zhou fell down in a miserable state.

Shen Jinmo swung the whip at his waist directly onto the floor, leaving a hole in the wooden floor. The man who was rolling in a ball in the room downstairs was frightened and hugged her even tighter.

Shen Jinmo reached out to cover Xie Nanxing's eyes and took Xie Nanxing in another direction.

"Nephew, are you bringing your savior here to play with you?"

Xia Che's lingering gaze between Xie Nanxing and Shen Jinmo made Xie Nanxing feel a little sick.

Xie Nanxing felt that there was definitely nothing clean in King Xiaoyao's mind.

"If you want to fight, go out and fight." The cold voice carried a warning.

Xie Nanxing is simple and cannot be led astray by these people.

"No more fighting." Xun Zhan was the first to pat the dust off his hands and found a place to sit down. "We have been fighting every day these days. Let's take a break today."

Han Zhou looked at Shen Jinmo with starry eyes. Naturally, he was more interested in Shen Jinmo's cultivation than the waiter downstairs.

But when he looked at Xie Nanxing, he couldn't hide the confusion on his face.

How can someone be so weak and come to Qin Chu Building?

Are you going to die?