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

Xie Nanxing didn't say anything, he just smiled, and it was a very bright smile.

The smile on the white face looked like a white dress dotted with blood.

The extreme impact highlights the decadent beauty.

What Xie Nanxing saw and experienced that night killed his thoughts on homosexual love.

In Luoan City, no man treats another man with sincerity.

They are all curious, they are all playing with men.

The safest relationship between men is that of confidants. Anyone who crosses the line will be heartbroken at best, and may die at worst.

The intense pessimism emanating from Xie Nanxing enveloped Xia Cheng, the madness receded, and rationality returned.

Xia Cheng finally remembered Shen Jinmo, and remembered that this was the person Xia Hong had chosen to marry Shen Jinmo as his male wife.

There was a flash of panic in my heart, but it slowly subsided.

Xie Nanxing is now standing here in one piece.

He did not cause any substantial harm to Xie Nanxing.

He is the eighth prince, and he is Xia Hong’s biological son.

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his eyebrows were calm, and he said in a friendly manner: "Since Master Xie is tired, then go home and have a good rest."

With a distant smile on his face, Xie Nanxing turned around and walked forward with his head held high. Mo Ping and Fu Xi followed closely behind him, supporting the drunk Han Zhou.

The tightly closed door of the mansion opened, the chaos around it stopped suddenly, and everyone looked at the four people walking towards the door.

The door of the mansion was closed, and silence was replaced by noise. They were the creators of the noise, and they will also be buried with the noise.

Sitting in the carriage, Xie Nanxing looked through the window at the Eighth Prince's Mansion illuminated by red lanterns. Xie Nanxing felt pity in his desolate heart as he had not yet been able to redeem himself.

Such a night that opens in the name of celebration is actually made up of the souls and bodies of countless miserable people.

Han Zhou, who was very drunk, suddenly felt a chill. He followed Xie Nanxing's gaze and a tear rolled down his cheek.

"Xie Nanxing, did I fail to protect you today?"

For the first time in his life, Han Zhou wanted to protect someone.

Han Zhou failed.

Han Zhou failed to protect Xie Nanxing.

Han Zhou couldn't protect Xie Nanxing.

"Xie Nanxing, I'm so useless."

"Xie Nanxing, I won't be so useless forever."

"Xie Nanxing, please wait for me, I will win, I will turn this around..."

Xie Nanxing turned around abruptly and covered Han Zhou’s mouth: “Han Zhou, go to sleep when you are drunk.”

Han Zhou closed his eyes and swallowed all the words. The tears accumulated in his eyes fell and stained Xie Nanxing's palm: "Xie Nanxing, I'm sorry."

The carriage was about to start. Xie Nanxing raised his hand to close the window, but saw two people wrapping a person in a mat and walking towards the back of the house. The blood-stained white clothes made Xie Nanxing feel particularly familiar.

He panicked and said hastily, "A Ping, follow him."

The eunuch who was carrying the man drank a few glasses of wine and then found a bush and threw the man down.

After the two eunuchs left, Xie Nanxing ran out of the carriage with the help of Mo Ping and walked hurriedly towards the temple.

The mat wrapped around the man was opened directly, and Xie Nanxing saw the man in front of him with bloodstained white clothes and a scarlet face.

Mo Ping looked at Xie Nanxing's trembling outstretched hand, then reached over Xie Nanxing to feel the pulse of the person on the ground.

"Young Master, the one who bit his tongue to commit suicide is not dead yet."

“Hurry, hurry and carry him to the carriage.” Xie Nanxing clenched his palms, and a determination arose in his desolate heart: “Go find Cheng Yangqiu and Ah Ping, and save him.”

Xie Nanxing must save him.

It's not just him that Xie Nanxing wants to save.

Xie Nanxing has to save himself, who is unarmed and helpless, from this dirty and messy capital.

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Dark clouds cover the moon, and the sky is filled with loneliness.

After resting at the post station tonight, Shen Jinmo will be able to return to Luoan tomorrow and meet Xie Nanxing again after a few days of separation. He should be very happy tonight.

But Shen Jinmo didn't.

His mood at the moment was more depressed than the dark clouds in the sky.

Shen Jinmo wanted to go home so much, he wanted to see Xie Nanxing so much.

Shen Jinmo must go home immediately and must see Xie Nanxing immediately.

Striding into the yard, the leader of the Hutouzhai who was locked in a cage could not sleep at this moment.

Raising his hand to let the guards guarding the yard retreat, Shen Jinmo handed the unfinished wine jug to the boss in the cage.

The eldest master took the wine and drank half of it in one gulp: "Sir, what is your name?"

"Are you going to die alone, or are you going to die with all these people?" His voice was cold and sharp, like a sword that had just been unsheathed and needed to drink blood to be consecrated: "Are you ready?"

The boss was frightened by this blunt statement. He leaned back towards the cage and then thought of Xun Lan again.

"Shun-sama said he would save us."

In fact, the boss never trusted Xun Lan, and even hurt Xun Lan after Xun Lan made the promise.

What he said at this moment was a bit shameless.

But he also wanted to live, he wanted to live with his parents, wife and children.

"If you succeed in your life gamble, other counties will do the same."

"We didn't kill anyone." The passionate explanation and panicked tears were a rebellion against fate: "We were forced to do so. We just stole some property to survive."

There are only two people in this world whose tears can move Shen Jinmo. To Shen Jinmo, the tears of others are no different from a drop of water falling into a pool.

Shen Jinmo actually had no sympathy for the boss. He took risks when he was incapable of doing so, and was risking his life.

Now that he has lost, he will have to pay with his life: "Is it easier to serve as a warning to others or to investigate all officials?"

Shen Jinmo respected the fate of everyone, and the kindness he showed tonight and the people he intended to save were his way of praying for Xie Nanxing.

There is no need to wait for the so-called answer. The boss has to make the decision himself.

Reality is reality. Standing in Xia Hong's position, he saw that he had implemented a benevolent policy of light taxes and levies, that the national treasury was becoming fuller year by year, and that the memorials submitted from all over the country were all praising his merits.

Xia Hong, who stands at the top of the world, has always been about checks and balances, rather than distinguishing right from wrong.

Pushing open Tian Ding's door, Shen Jinmo swung the whip on the bed rails, and Tian Ding was so scared that he rolled off the bed.

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, Tian Ding looked clearly at the man in guard uniform in front of him and said aggrievedly, "Brother Wang Heng, did I do something wrong?"

"I'm going back to Luoan now. Please talk to Han Shu tomorrow."

Shen Jinmo carried the luggage that Xie Nanxing had personally packed for him on his back and rode at full speed towards Luoan City.

When we walked to the city gate, it was still pitch black and it was still dark all around.

After knocking on the door of the guard barracks, Shen Jinmo handed over his badge and rode his horse into Luoan City through a small door reserved for emergency use.

After tying the horse to the tree at the back door, Shen Jinmo jumped directly into Xiangzhu Courtyard.

Sui Yi looked at Shen Jinmo, who came back at night and even walked very carefully, and chuckled for no reason, as if he was trying to make fun of him.

Shen Jinmo quickly turned his head to look in the direction where Sui Yi was, with a strong warning in his eyes.

I'm still laughing at this hour. What if I wake up Xie Nanxing?

Covering his mouth with one hand, Sui Yi refused to be angry with Shen Jinmo.

Anyway, when Shen Jinmo found out that Xie Nanxing brought a man home and was very worried about him, it was enough to make Shen Jinmo feel unhappy.

Speaking of that man, although Sui Yi didn't see his face clearly, he always felt that he was somewhat familiar.

Could it be that this person had also been assassinated by him?