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

After getting off duty today, Shen Jinmo first went to several major escort agencies in Luoan, and then went to the Human City, but still did not find anyone who could be used.

Some adventurous ideas began to arise in his mind, and he was already thinking about how to place the Qiling Army's troops in Luoan.

When it comes to Xie Nanxing's safety, Shen Jinmo cannot take any risks at all. He must hand it over to someone he completely trusts.

Entering from the side door and walking along the blue brick road towards Xiangzhuyuan, the sultry wind makes people feel uneasy.

Passing by a bamboo forest, a few people who had just changed shifts gathered in the shade to fight crickets. Shen Jinmo stopped and his sharp and cold eyes could not tell whether he was happy or angry.

"Brother Xiao Wu, did that person really almost die at your feet when he first arrived at the mansion?"

"nature."

Xiao Wu flicked his cricket and spoke proudly, not fearing the so-called punishment in the mansion at all: "He looked like that at the time. Even if he was given to me for free, I wouldn't even look at him."

"As it is now, it's still bearable."

"Brother Xiaowu is right. When I first started serving him, things were indeed very difficult for me." Xiaogan has now been transferred out of Xiangzhuyuan and has become closer to Xiaowu.

After saying this, Xiaogan started to feel a little worried again: "We should be careful when we talk, he is still a young master."

"Hahaha, what a worthless little prince. Do you think the princess is still willing to see him?"

"That makes sense." Xiao Wu's cricket won again, and he spoke more fluently: "After all, isn't he just a butt seller?"

Just as he finished speaking, the long whip passed by the small pole's ear, and the bamboos around the four people were attacked by the internal force, and they fell to the ground and split directly.

Shen Jinmo strode towards the four people and sat down directly on the stone bench. The four people knelt on the ground in silence, and Shen Jinmo's mouth corners curled slightly.

"Don't stop, keep talking, say it in my ear."

The evil in his voice made Shen Jinmo look like a murderous demon. The four of them dared not speak a word.

Even Xiao Wu, who had a plan in mind, was frightened by Shen Jinmo's aura and could only crawl and tremble.

"Mo Ping, call all the servants who can be called over from the mansion." The voice was shallow and light, and the suppressed anger was suffocating: "Don't disturb Xie Nanxing, he wants to write big characters."

"The slave obeys."

Mo Ping took action immediately after receiving the order, feeling that the people in this mansion really deserved to be punished.

A few days ago, they only dared to discuss it behind closed doors in the servants' room, but now they dare to speak out in a place like this.

Some people die too early, all because they can't control their mouths.

"Go on." Shen Jinmo frowned and said, "If you don't tell me, do you want me to cut off your tongues and feed them to the dogs?"

A fierce and cruel aura emanated from them. The foreheads of three of them were slammed down again and again, and they begged for mercy one after another: "Please spare my life, Your Highness."

Xiao Wu felt that he was different from these three people. He took out the token from his arms with trembling hands and smiled ingratiatingly at Shen Jinmo.

Shen Jinmo kicked Xiao Wu away, his anger was like the afternoon sun, penetrating every pore: "Tell me, my prince, what are you laughing at?"

Blood gushed out of his mouth, and Xiao Wu felt as if his internal organs were about to be torn apart. Without even having the chance to lie on the ground and groan, he struggled to turn over and kneel on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy like the others.

"Hmph." With a snort of laughter, Shen Jinmo sat on a stone bench and whipped the whip casually, scaring the four people kneeling on the ground into incontinence.

Two cups of tea later, Mo Ping gathered in the bamboo forest with hundreds of his men, and stood beside Shen Jinmo, waiting for Shen Jinmo's order to punish him.

The whip was swung out slowly, landing on the four people kneeling on the ground.

It seemed like he didn't use much force, but when the whip landed on his back, blood and flesh splattered and he wailed miserably.

"Look carefully for this prince. Anyone who has said anything bad about Xie Nanxing must be found for this prince."

"If you lose one, I will not spare you with this whip that has not seen blood for a long time."

The three people kneeling on the ground did not dare to move immediately. They looked at Xiao Wu with trembling eyes, as if waiting for some instructions.

Shen Jinmo stepped on Xiao Wu's back, crushing him onto the cobblestones. The sound of broken bones was harsh and vicious.

"Who are you waiting for to rescue you?"

"Your Highness, please spare my life. I know I am in the wrong." He spoke with blood in his eyes, and every word was clear.

Xiao Wu felt the threat of his life, and he raised his eyes while enduring the severe pain, trying to wink at Shen Jinmo.

With his own efforts, he transformed the servants' envy of Xie Nanxing into resentment.

Human desires are endless. When exceptions appear, even the strictest rules cannot trap selfish souls.

He has made great contributions, Shen Jinmo should not kill him.

The whip went straight around Xiao Wu's neck, and with a slight pull, the sound of his neck breaking was heard. His eyes bulged with pain and were filled with confusion.

The whip was withdrawn, and the corpse was thrown onto the bamboo strips, piercing Xiao Wu's body.

Even if someone is Xia Hong's man, if he says such things, he should be killed without a burial place.

The whip that had just taken a life returned to Shen Jinmo's hands. Since it was related to Xie Nanxing's rules, Shen Jinmo had to set them himself.

"Don't find fault, this prince doesn't like to kill innocent people."

Xiao Wu's tragic death broke the psychological defenses of the people kneeling on the ground. They crawled forward one after another, suppressing the trembling in their bodies. Every time they passed by someone, they would look up and take a closer look.

He seemed to be examining someone carefully, but in fact his eyes were filled with tears and sweat, and he could no longer see anyone's face.

All those who were identified had no choice but to kneel down and beg for mercy, because if they were to investigate carefully, none of them was absolutely innocent.

The whip was swung down again and again, and cries of begging for mercy and screams rang out. The bamboo forest was filled with the smell of blood, and the usually clean ground was covered with bright red.

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Luyan trotted all the way towards Hanying Courtyard. A gentle laugh was heard from the main hall. She slowed down her pace and regulated her breathing. Only when she had calmed down her anxiety did she walk to Xia Xin and whispered.

The wine glass in her hand rippled, and Xia Xin calmed down in an instant, standing up with a smile: "My Lord, please accompany the two adults to drink a few more glasses."

As soon as she walked out of Hanying Courtyard, Xia Xin's steady steps quickened. The restrained tension in her body slowly leaked out, and a hint of worry appeared between her brows.

Shen Jinmo had just entered the official career. If he had such a reputation of being bloodthirsty, any powerful person in Luoan City could cut off Shen Jinmo's future with just a spit.

"Luyan, all your spies must be suppressed by me. If any word of what happened today gets out, I will kill them."

"Don't worry, I'll save it."

The bamboo forest was quickly surrounded by royal guards. Xia Xin, who had not fought on the battlefield for several years, was forced to tighten his grip on the whip handle by the bloody scene before him.

Lying beside Shen Jinmo's feet were three bloody corpses, the bodies of the palace guards were hung on the broken bamboos, and the servants kneeling far away were covered with bloody wounds.

The slave who stood there and watched the execution had a pale face, but he did not dare to even think of escaping.