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

After breakfast, the two entered the palace together.

At an arm's length away, Xie Nanxing asked in a low voice: "Shen Jinmo, can you hear me when I say this?"

"No matter how quiet your voice is, I can still hear you."

For example, Shen Jinmo heard clearly that he went out of bed barefoot last night.

Since you like walking barefoot so much, you should lay out the blankets in the room in advance.

"Why did you come into the palace with me? Did you get into trouble?"

Shen Jinmo thought about it and shook his head: "It shouldn't count."

"Then you didn't do your job well?"

The more Xie Nanxing thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. The people from the Imperial Guard Division had not returned yet, and Shen Jinmo's return so long in advance should be considered dereliction of duty.

Xie Nanxing continued to ask with concern: "Are you going to be beaten?"

"Don't worry, it's okay."

After sending Xie Nanxing to the Imperial Academy, Shen Jinmo felt his heart melt as he looked at Xie Nanxing who kept looking back every few steps. "Wait for me. I'll pick you up after class."

"Yeah." Xie Nanxing forced a smile, but still felt very uneasy.

When they entered the classroom, it was almost time for the class to start, but Xie Nanxing and Xia Yu were the only two people in this huge classroom.

Xie Nanxing could understand why these people asked for leave yesterday. After all, it was reasonable for them to be physically exhausted after such indulgence.

But today these people haven't come yet, and they haven't come together, which is too strange.

"Your Highness, why are all these people taking leave?"

When the first class was over, Xie Nanxing came to Xia Yu's side and asked quietly, "Is there some big event in Luoan today that they have to attend?"

Actually, there are only two people in this class, so it’s okay if the noise is a little loud.

Xia Yu turned to look at Xie Nanxing, wanting to say something but not knowing how.

If Mo Ping didn't know him, Xia Yu felt that he would not have a good ending today.

"Your Highness, why are you looking at me like that?" Xie Nanxing took out a handkerchief and wiped it carelessly: "Is there anything dirty on my face?"

Xia Yu once thought that Shen Jinmo's feelings for Xie Nanxing were at most half true and half false, but now it seems that he is completely sincere to him.

Xun Zhan came into the palace injured last night and told him that if Shen Jinmo did this later, Xia Hong would not only not punish Shen Jinmo, but would also inevitably promote him to a higher position.

From this perspective, Xie Nanxing is more important to Shen Jinmo than power.

It is not easy for someone like Shen Jinmo to truly love someone. Xia Yu couldn't help but explain for Shen Jinmo: "Xie Nanxing, Wang Heng really likes you."

"You saw a lot of dirty things when you went to the Bage Mansion, but Wang Heng is not that kind of person."

Xie Nanxing naturally knew that Shen Jinmo was different from those people, but even if he knew it, his body's resistance to Shen Jinmo still could not be dissipated.

Dispelling the helplessness in his mind, Xie Nanxing continued to ask: "Did Shen Jinmo hit someone he shouldn't have hit?"

"Eh, it seems that you can say that." Xia Yu thought about it for a moment, and felt that this explanation was wrong: "This prince thinks that unilateral crushing seems more appropriate."

……

From the dawn to the zenith, Shen Jinmo's posture as he knelt on the jade steps did not change at all, and his attitude was very sincere.

The purpose, of course, is to get less beatings.

In fact, Shen Jinmo himself didn't care at all. He was just afraid that Xie Nanxing would feel sorry for him.

Xie Nanxing's eyes filled with tears when she felt sorry for him, and Shen Jinmo felt that he had committed a heinous crime when Xie Nanxing dropped the golden beans.

Xia Hong got off the imperial carriage, passed by Shen Jinmo, and gave an order in a deep voice: "Get in here."

"The minister obeys the order."

The injury Shen Jinmo had sustained from kneeling a few days ago had not yet fully healed. After kneeling today, he suddenly stood up and swayed a little.

Fortunately, Xie Nanxing didn’t see it.

"You bastard, you still knew to kneel outside the palace early."

Xia Hong took the memorial on the desk and threw it at Shen Jinmo: "Pingnan and Wu'an Hou are acting like hands-off managers, saying that your affairs have nothing to do with them."

"I have been trying to decide the case for you during the morning court session. They are just about to jump on my head and ask me to chop you off."

"Thank you, His Majesty, for your protection." The letter brushed across Shen Jinmo's cheek, leaving a shallow cut.

Shen Jinmo felt a little regretful. He should have dodged a little just now. Now that his appearance was damaged, his bargaining chip to lure Xie Nanxing might be greatly reduced.

"Tell me why you did this? You have offended all the civil and military officials in the court. How can you pursue a career in the government in the future?"

Shen Jinmo looked up at Xia Hong, without a trace of regret in his eyes: "I went to deal with Xun Zhan because he forcibly abducted Xie Nanxing to visit a brothel."

"As for those who attended the Eighth Prince's birthday banquet."

Shen Jinmo frowned slightly in the middle of his speech, his eyes revealing confusion: "I have just entered Luoan not long ago. I didn't know that it has become popular in Luoan for the princes to use beauty to win over the court officials?"

"It's fine if they just win us over, but they actually treat human life as worthless. There is another person in my mansion who didn't want to be treated badly, so he bit his tongue and committed suicide. Now we don't know whether he is alive or dead."

This sentence gave the man in the side room a clear way to pass.

"Your Majesty, you love the people like your own children. These people bully the people, and I couldn't help but take action."

Eunuch Lin's expression gradually froze when he heard this.

If he hadn't seen the injuries of several young masters from aristocratic families, he would have believed Shen Jinmo's firm tone...

"Shen Wangheng, even if you talk about this matter to the sky, there is no reason for you to go door to door with a whip and beat people."

How could Xia Hong not know about such factional activities? As the founding monarch, he had accumulated great power and authority, so before he ascended the throne, he began to use various methods to drag these powerful people into trouble.

Now that the government is stable, Xia Hong will naturally clean up all traces of those dirty tricks.

But no matter how much they cleaned up, there was no reason to be as ostentatious as Shen Jinmo.

"Your Majesty, I admit that I did act on impulse, but think about it. I have only been away from Luoan for less than five days, and Xie Nanxing has been bullied by them."

"Now Xie Nanxing has to stand half a room away from me when talking to me. How do you think I can live like this?"

After Shen Jinmo finished speaking, the hall fell silent for a moment, but it was not the kind of silence that would be depressing.

Xia Hong keenly sensed that Shen Jinmo seemed to be accustomed to Xia Xin and Shen Jun's indifference to him, and Shen Jinmo's whole heart was leaning towards him as the king.

Xia Hong even saw Mo Yun before the age of nine through the current Shen Jinmo. The confidence and dignity that emanated from his bones allowed him to do such daring things.

This kind of boldness is not ignorance, but rather he believes that the path he is taking must be correct.

In other words, Shen Jinmo now firmly believes that following Xia Hong is the right path.

Leisure and comfort extended outward from Xia Hong's body. He picked up a folder and slowly threw it towards Shen Jinmo.

It didn't hit anyone, but fell at Shen Jinmo's feet: "You are a romantic, so now tell me, how do you solve this problem?"