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

"A Ping, it's time for a cup of tea."

Mo An took the risk of sending Mo Ping into the ancestral hall. He was personally guarding the main entrance of the hall, looking a little dazed.

Just now, he seemed not to be proactive enough. Would Mo Ping feel that he didn't like him?

Mo Ping rushed into the ancestral hall and saw Shen Jinmo kneeling in front of the hall with his hands and feet tied, tears streaming down his face.

"My Lord, what can I do to rescue you?"

The sandalwood scent was rich, and Shen Jinmo's eyes were peacefully closed and never opened.

Shen Jinmo, I dare not.

The hundreds of tablets enshrined in this ancestral hall were placed in front of Shen Jinmo in the dark, without even a name.

Shen Jinmo understood Xia Xin, so he understood the importance behind these nameless tablets.

This is a burden weighing on his mother's back, a shackle that she can never break free of in this lifetime.

Now, this weight also weighs on Shen Jinmo's back.

"Mo Ping, take good care to pick up and drop off Xie Nanxing to and from school." Shen Jinmo's heart was as calm as a well at this moment: "I'm out on business, I won't get hurt, let him rest assured."

Shen Jinmo didn't need Mo Ping to do anything for him. He just needed to wait quietly for the spies throughout the Princess's Mansion to pass on the news.

Time will bring the final outcome to light for everyone in the city of gods to see.

Not daring to delay, Mo Ping used his lightness skills to fly towards Xiangzhuyuan.

He must calm Xie Nanxing down first.

Xie Nanxing, who was lying in a rocking chair wearing a thin coat, saw Mo Ping from afar, then stood up and walked towards the door.

Passing Mo Ping, Xie Nanxing did not see the person he wanted to see, but he smelled a faint smell of blood on Mo Ping.

It is not as strong as killing someone at close range, but it must have been immersed in intense fighting.

"Where is Shen Jin Mo Ren?"

"I came here specially to tell the young master about this." The smile on Mo Ping's face was the same as before: "The young master has to go out on business these days, so he won't be returning to Xiangzhu Courtyard."

"He asked the servant to tell the young master not to worry, he won't be hurt."

Xie Nanxing continued to ask: "Did he tell you when he would be back?"

"The situation is too urgent and there is no time to explain."

The current situation is not much better than when he first entered the Divine Capital. For a man who works as a seventh-rank guard in the Imperial Guard Department, what could be so urgent that he couldn't just go home and say hello?

Xie Nanxing didn't believe a word Mo Ping said.

Xie Nanxing entered the bedroom with a lot of unanswered questions in his mind. Looking at the empty bed in the warm room, his uneasiness grew stronger.

Drinking cup after cup of herbal tea, Xie Nanxing forced himself to calm down.

After calming down, Xie Nanxing was again enveloped in a deep feeling of helplessness. He felt that he was really useless.

In Luoan City, anything concerning Shen Jinmo, if anyone wants to hide it from him, he will never know.

Xie Nanxing knew in his heart that the less he knew about Shen Jinmo, the safer he would be.

He was like this, and so was Shen Jinmo.

Lying weakly on the bed, looking at the green gauze curtain above his head, Xie Nanxing's smile was so bitter.

"Why do you like a useless person like me?"

Yes, Xie Nanxing knew that Shen Jinmo liked him.

If he didn't like it, how would Shen Jinmo, a man with his head tied to his waist, have the time to read those romantic books?

If he didn't like her, how could Shen Jinmo, who was most afraid of trouble, imitate the storyteller and pamper Xie Nanxing in his palm?

His consciousness gradually became blurred, and Xie Nanxing fell into a dream.

In the dream, Shen Jinmo was lying in a pool of blood. Blood kept flowing from his body, but Shen Jinmo kept saying, "It's okay."

I tossed and turned in a dream, and when I woke up my hair was soaked.

The dream was too real, and after waking up, Xie Nanxing could no longer fall asleep.

After being Xia Yu's study companion for so long, this was the first time that Xie Nanxing had enough time to not have to eat breakfast in the carriage.

But because of his uneasiness, Xie Nanxing had a poor appetite. He only drank two spoonfuls of porridge for breakfast and could not eat anything else.

With the help of Mo Ping, Xie Nanxing got into the carriage and stood at the door, then paused.

"Did Shen Jinmo really go out on business?"

"Yes." Firm and short.

Princess Pingnan's Mansion is Shen Jinmo's home. No matter how angry his parents are, they will never really hurt their son.

More importantly, Mo Ping couldn't let Xie Nanxing feel uncertain and panicked. He wanted to reassure Xie Nanxing.

"Yeah." Xie Nanxing responded softly and entered the carriage with his head down.

They were silent all the way until the carriage stopped at the gate of the imperial palace. Without Mo Ping's help, Xie Nanxing stepped on the stool and got off the carriage.

His health had improved a lot, and he was able to get off the carriage with his own strength.

Shen Jinmo was not around, so Xie Nanxing wanted to make himself look more useful.

Since entering the classroom, Xie Nanxing has seized every break time to chat with the children of nobles in the classroom.

This was the first time he took the initiative to approach these nobles in more than half a year of teaching.

After many attempts, Xie Nanxing failed to get any information related to Shen Jinmo.

No news is good news.

After a whole day of classes, Xie Nanxing felt drowsy. After all the students left the classroom, he moved a chair and sat next to Han Zhou.

The only person Xie Nanxing can turn to for help now is Han Zhou.

"Han Zhou, do you have any acquaintances in the Guard Department?"

Han Zhou had long noticed that something was wrong with Xie Nanxing today. Not only did he take the initiative to get closer to the people from Xia Cheng, but he also didn't even react when someone took advantage of him with words.

If Han Zhou hadn't pulled Xie Nanxing back to his seat, he would have become the object of these people's after-dinner teasing.

"Most of those people are not presentable. My father and sister don't allow me to play with them."

After Han Zhou answered this, he felt that Xie Nanxing's question was wrong: "No, isn't Prince Mo in the Guard Department? Is there anything you can't ask him?"

"It's okay." He forced a smile, and his confused rationality returned at this moment.

Han Zhou now only appears to be flourishing on the surface, but in reality he is struggling. Xie Nanxing cannot trouble Han Zhou too much.

He tried hard to focus on Han Zhou's problem today, but after trying several times, Xie Nanxing found that every word he once knew turned into Shen Jinmo.

It was obvious that he was in poor condition. If he continued to hold on, it would be a waste of their time. "Han Zhou, how about I teach you tomorrow?"

"Okay." Han Zhou began to pack his school bag: "Xie Nanxing, if you have anything to say to me, I will help you find a solution no matter how difficult it is."

Xie Nanxing was really at a loss. He clenched his fists tightly and spoke to Han Zhou: "If you can find someone you know, can you help me ask Shen Jinmo what he has been doing in the Guard Division these past two days?"

After saying that, Xie Nanxing was afraid of embarrassing Han Zhou, so he quickly added: "It doesn't matter if you can't find it, I'll just ask casually."

Xie Nanxing was using the process of elimination to determine Shen Jinmo's situation.

In fact, he didn't quite believe that anything could happen to Shen Jinmo in the Princess's Mansion. At worst, it was still his home, and Xia Xin and Shen Jun were both parents who loved their son.