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

Xie Nanxing sat back in his seat, pursed his lips slightly, and said nothing.

Shen Jinmo's desire to control him was so strong that he didn't seem like a brother who could rely on him.

But Xie Nanxing is actually not annoying.

He placed the big words he had written in front of Xie Nanxing: "I lost my temper that day. I apologize to you."

"If this punishment is not enough, I will continue writing until you are satisfied."

Of course, he couldn't let Han Zhou, an outsider, see him admitting his mistake and apologizing.

Xie Nanxing reached out and took the big words that Shen Jinmo handed over. After weighing them a few times, he knew their weight: "Is Your Highness so empty?"

"No matter how busy you are, you have to let Master Xie calm down first."

The words were spoken in a calm and steady manner, without a trace of glibness.

Shen Jinmo was serious about his apology this time, he knew that he had indeed gone too far that day.

Even if he wanted to vent his anger, he could just whip Han Zhou. How could he vent his anger on Xie Nanxing, this sickly kid?

Xie Nanxing lowered his head and put the book into his bag. Shen Jinmo took the bag and they walked out of the palace side by side.

Mo Ping saw Shen Jinmo from afar, so he ran over to greet him and bowed to the two masters first.

"Thank God, Your Highness, you are finally healthy again."

Taking the luggage and book bag from Shen Jinmo, Mo Ping looked at the bench placed next to the carriage, quickly ran to the carriage to put away the bench, and stood beside the carriage with a smile on his face.

"Masters, please get in the carriage."

"A Ping, put the stool away. I can't climb up. Hurry up and bring it over."

As a weak little dwarf, there was no bench so Shen Jinmo had to carry me into the car...

Mo Ping did not move, but just looked at Xie Nanxing and smiled foolishly: "Your Highness is here, there is no need for a carriage stool, tomorrow I will burn all these useless things."

Shen Jinmo's hand fell on Xie Nanxing's waist at the right time, and he lifted her up before putting her on the carriage.

The carriage moved slowly forward, Mo Ping hummed a tune softly, and his good mood was obvious to everyone.

"Xie Nanxing, you seem to have gained some weight."

"Really?" Xie Nanxing really liked hearing this: "Do you think I've grown taller?"

"I don't know." Shen Jinmo did not notice the dwarf's size. "I'll take a closer look after we get off the carriage."

"Hmph." He smiled faintly and said nothing.

Shen Jinmo said this as if he were a scale or a ruler.

You just know how to brag.

The carriage stopped at the side door. Shen Jinmo got off the carriage first, then reached out and lifted Xie Nanxing, who had just gotten out of the carriage, to the ground, and looked at Xie Nanxing quite seriously.

Shen Jinmo stretched out two fingers and compared the length: "Xie Nanxing, you seem to be a little taller."

"Really?" Xie Nanxing looked down at her clothes, her joy evident in her words: "No wonder this dress feels too short for me."

Shen Jinmo began to look at Xie Nanxing's clothes again. These were the sizes that Lu Yan had asked someone to measure before. Because Xie Nanxing didn't dare to waste the eldest princess's money, she asked the tailor to make them a little bigger.

Now it fits me perfectly.

So this sickly little thing is really starting to grow.

Xie Nanxing was already weak, and now he had to devote his energy to growing taller. Shen Jinmo was a little worried that his body couldn't handle it.

"Mo Ping, go call Cheng Yangqiu over and tell him that the new seven-leaf double-petal lotus has arrived. Ask him to prescribe a new prescription."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Xie Nanxing walked briskly, exuding a sense of joy. Shen Jinmo lagged behind Xie Nanxing by two steps. Looking at Xie Nanxing's appearance, his heart softened.

As soon as they entered Xiangzhu Courtyard, the atmosphere, which had been a little relaxed due to Shen Jinmo's absence for several days, suddenly became tense.

Even Xiao Gao, who was always talkative, didn't dare to say much to Xie Nanxing. He just lowered his head and served Xie Nanxing silently.

Lunch was served. Shen Jinmo ate very quickly. After finishing, he sat quietly at the table and watched Xie Nanxing chew his food slowly.

It looks beautiful no matter how you look at it.

After the soup in the soup bowl was finished, Xie Nanxing looked up at Shen Jinmo and asked, "Why were you angry a few days ago?"

After being asked this question, Xiao Gao, who had been serving the two men during their meal, found an excuse to leave the hall, pulling Xiaogan.

Are you kidding? Are they allowed to listen to their master’s private affairs?

Take Xie Nanxing's medicinal food off the stove, pour it into a porcelain bowl and let it air dry in advance.

"You said Han Zhou likes you, I don't like to hear that."

"I said, I will protect you, you don't have to look for anyone else."

"Han Zhou is too afraid of his father, and he looks like a playboy. When he sees me, he runs faster than a rabbit. It's useless."

Shen Jinmo's original intention was to tell Xie Nanxing that Han Zhou could not be a good backer.

But speaking out loud, it doesn't seem to be the case.

Xie Nanxing took the dried medicinal food and ate it slowly: "He is only thirteen years old, how can you tell that he is unfaithful?"

Shen Jinmo asked back: "Do you believe me?"

If this scenario turns into self-proving, Shen Jinmo will lose completely.

"Shen Jinmo, the Han family is full of loyal and brave people. Marquis Zhongqin is good at fighting but not good at educating his children."

"Han Shu is the eldest sister. She doesn't like red clothes but prefers military uniforms. Although she is somewhat knowledgeable in literature, she is not qualified to teach Han Zhou."

"I taught Han Zhou just to make him feel that his relatives protected the vast mountains and rivers with their lives, and when he needs it, the people he protected will also repay him for this kindness."

Although they have never met, he has been so kind to her. It is not Xie Nanxing's business what others do. Xie Nanxing will definitely pay more attention to Han Zhou.

Shen Jinmo asked: "Then do you know why the Marquis of Zhongqin was unwilling to let Han Zhou be both civil and military?"

"Yes." Xie Nanxing nodded: "The wife of the Marquis Zhongqin died at the hands of the Eastern Japanese. According to the wife's will, the Marquis Zhongqin does not want Han Zhou to go to the battlefield again."

"But Han Zhou's heart is in the frontier. A trapped beast will eventually return to the forest, and no one can stop it."

"Before then, the more he learns, the more likely he is to come back alive."

"Yeah." Shen Jinmo responded solemnly, and at this moment he understood that Xie Nanxing also cared about the mountains, rivers and people in his heart.

After Xie Nanxing finished the medicinal meal, Shen Jinmo asked half-believingly and half-doubtingly: "Is that all?"

"Oh." Xie Nanxing sighed softly. He felt that many things should be said all at once. Guessing would only affect their trust in each other.

Xie Nanxing also wanted to put an end to his messy thoughts.

"Men are very popular in the Great Xia Dynasty. Regardless of whether I like men or not, I really can't stand it with my body."

"Besides, I can't live a good life, but I have to rush to be a man's concubine. Isn't it a mental disorder?"

Xie Nanxing spoke righteously and also put forward his own request: "Your Highness, please don't mention this again in the future."

Shen Jinmo paused before speaking again, his voice softening a bit: "You are not in good health, don't think about these things for now."

"You will get better in the future."

"Brother, don't you have to think in this way?"

"I do not have."

The denial was quick, revealing a guilt that even Shen Jinmo himself couldn't understand.