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

Tan sighed deeply, and when he thought of the bloody appearance of the pond water, there was a hint of fear in his eyes.

"It's absolutely true. Xiao Shui had two ribs broken by that heartless guy, and her face was completely destroyed after being whipped three times."

"With Xiaoshui's looks, if she could marry a powerful noble lady, she would be a great help to the prince."

"What a pity. There is no hope now."

Seeing that Zhong Luoyue did not express her opinion, Tan continued, "Madam, do you think he blames me for being the principal wife of the Bo Mansion and blames you for surpassing that person and sitting on the throne of the queen?"

The more he spoke, the more serious it became. Tan's face was filled with anger: "He is abusing Xiaoshui like this now. Is he taking his anger out on us?"

The hand with armor sank into the flesh, and Zhong Luoyue's voice became louder: "How can the emperor tolerate him being so presumptuous?"

"Your Highness is right." With someone backing her up, Tan was a little more confident: "If we don't repay the beating that Xiaoshui received, where will the reputation of my uncle's mansion be in the future?"

"And Shen Jun, as the general of the Imperial Guard, not only did he not uphold justice, he also ridiculed Xiao Shui."

"This family is really too much of a bully. They don't take you seriously at all."

Every word of Tan's was like a needle, piercing Zhong Luoyue's heart.

Tan also had her own intentions. She had seen how Zhong Luoyue had become distant from her over the years, and even her rewards had been reduced. If she hadn't said it was serious, Zhong Luoyue would not have taken it seriously at all.

She was born a concubine, and although her parents' family may not be very useful, it is still a way out.

After opening and closing her armored hands several times, Zhong Luoyue made a decision in her heart: "Mother, please leave the palace today. I have my own arrangements for this matter. Please don't do anything rashly."

"Okay, I'll wait for your good news."

After receiving the promise, Tan strode forward and left Fengyi Palace with a proud and arrogant attitude.

As soon as Tan left, the jade cup that had been touched by Tan was taken away by Qinghe and never had the chance to be put on the table again.

Chunyu brought the flower tea to Zhong Luoyue's hand and advised softly: "Madam, the old lady's words cannot be trusted. The situation is delicate now, so we need to be more cautious."

"How could I not know?" She wiped the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief. The memory of being slapped by Xia Hong was still in her mind. The relationship between her and Xia Hong was now full of subtleties.

No matter how important the mother's family is, it is not as important as helping Xia Ling to calm Xia Hong's heart.

There is still a long way to go, and there will always be a suitable opportunity to use the leverage Zhong Luoyue has in her hand.

……

As the Dragon Boat Festival approaches, the imperial boat sets out on a journey accompanied by nobles and court officials, and the capital city of Luoan presents a scene of peace and prosperity.

The Imperial Guard Department and the Imperial Commander-in-Chief worked together to form 20 river patrol teams to take turns on duty, to ensure that not even a fly could fly into the Imperial River.

When Shen Jinmo's shift ended, there were only two quarters of an hour left before the emperor boarded the boat.

He strode towards the carriage parked by the Imperial River, took out clothes suitable for meeting the emperor from the package with both hands, and all his eyes fell on Xie Nanxing.

This person seemed to really like the hustle and bustle, so much so that even when Shen Jinmo got on the carriage he made such a commotion, and he even lifted the curtain to look out the window.

The sharp phoenix eyes were replaced by a doting smile, but Shen Jinmo felt it was pretty good.

No one accompanied Xie Nanxing to watch the excitement, and Shen Jinmo's company was unique.

He took off his clothes quickly, and his outer robe fell at Xie Nanxing's feet. When he looked back suspiciously, he saw Shen Jinmo's naked and muscular chest.

All thoughts came to a halt, and redness and heat instantly spread from the ears to the entire face.

Xie Nanxing panicked and first hugged herself across her chest, then covered her eyes with both hands.

Then he covered his eyes with one hand and hugged his thin self with the other.

An inexplicable uneasiness and a faint excitement lingered in Xie Nanxing's heart.

"Why are you taking off your clothes?"

When they were in Yunhuai Village, Shen Jinmo was also shirtless while bathing in the courtyard, but Xie Nanxing had never been so panicked at that time.

Curiosity arose in his heart, and even though the time was a little tight, Shen Jinmo also had other thoughts in mind.

Holding the undergarment he was about to put on in his hand, Shen Jinmo approached the direction where Xie Nanxing was.

He supported himself on the wall of the carriage with one hand and locked Xie Nanxing between his chest and the wall.

"Xie Nanxing."

His voice was very low and deep, and the original intention of teasing was taken over by an unknown emotion the moment he approached Xie Nanxing.

"You…have…something…say it, don’t…don’t get so close to me."

The person who trapped Xie Nanxing did not leave, but the hands covering his eyes could not help but open a crack.

Xie Nanxing looked at the strong muscles in front of him, his Adam's apple rolled and he kept swallowing his saliva.

It seems to be, envy...

The sounds of kneeling could be heard frequently from afar, foreshadowing the imminent arrival of the imperial emperor.

As subjects, they had to wait in the imperial boat before Xia Hongxian.

Although Shen Jinmo felt it was a pity, he had to give up the siege on Xie Nanxing, but he showed no mercy.

"I just changed my clothes. Why do you make me act like I'm doing something bad to you?"

Blinking his eyes frequently, Xie Nanxing felt a little guilty: "Is that so..."

After feeling guilty, Xie Nanxing thought that there was something wrong with him.

We are all men, yet he had such a big reaction.

But Shen Jinmo's action of holding him against his chest just now was not normal...

Just thinking of the three words "Shen Jinmo", Xie Nanxing's mind couldn't help but emerge with the curve of Shen Jinmo's chest and the rise and fall of his arm muscles.

He reached out and touched his arms and chest, and asked tentatively: "Shen Jinmo, can I touch your chest?"

"Ok?"

The clothes were already put on, and Shen Jinmo, who was fiddling with the jade crown on his head, paused noticeably.

Does Xie Nanxing know what he is talking about?

"nothing."

Xie Nanxing said nothing.

Shen Jinmo heard nothing either.

After everything was packed up, Shen Jinmo carried Xie Nanxing off the carriage, and boarded the imperial barge under the guidance of the young eunuch. They knelt on the imperial barge just in time before the emperor's carriage arrived.

Xia Hong walked onto the imperial boat with all the majesty of a dragon, and the court officials knelt on the ground to welcome the emperor.

Shen Jinmo showed his face in front of Xia Hong with Xie Nanxing, and then he did not join the group of nobles to stay by Xia Hong's side. Instead, he took Xie Nanxing directly to the side of the imperial boat's guardrail.

Although the view from this area is not as broad as that from Jintai, it is quiet and comfortable, allowing Xie Nanxing to see the hustle and bustle of the people's lives in Luoan.

The imperial boats were parading, dragon boat races were taking place, and both sides of the Imperial River were bustling with people. Along with the progress of the imperial boats, there were the sounds of people along the banks kneeling in worship like thunderous cheers.

The one they kowtowed to was never the man sitting on the throne, but the king who possessed imperial power.

Xie Nanxing stretched his hand outside the guardrail, feeling the wind of Yuhe River, the hustle and bustle of Luoan, and the reality of life.

A gentle breeze blew, lifting Xie Nanxing's palm into an arc, and Xie Nanxing's mind began to become unclear again.

Xie Nanxing secretly turned his head to stare at Shen Jinmo's chest wrapped in a brocade robe, and his Adam's apple rolled again.

The curve of the hand seemed to be very similar to the curve of Shen Jinmo's chest.

However, Shen Jinmo's strong chest is definitely not comparable to this breeze.

Xie Nanxing developed an obsession in his heart.

"What are you looking at?" Shen Jinmo's voice was quite soft, as if he was afraid of scaring Xie Nanxing.