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

"You don't have to stand up or speak."

Shen Jinmo sat upright on a wooden stool, his every move exuding the dignity of a wealthy family, but beyond this dignity, he was shrouded in a heavy murderous aura.

Just one glance made Yang Huai feel fear.

This man is different from the noble sons of the Eighth Prince's Mansion. He is filled with absolute desire for control from the inside out.

Yang Huai felt that this man only had three kinds of people in his hands: one was the obedient person, one was the disobedient dead person, and the last kind was the disobedient person who would die sooner or later.

"Yang Huai, I will only say this once today."

"Xie Nanxing wants to save you, so naturally I will let you live."

"Two paths, choose for yourself."

"If I stay in front of Xie Nanxing, I will change my name and surname, obey Xie Nanxing's orders, and protect Xie Nanxing with my life."

"Leave here after your injury heals, and you will have nothing to do with him anymore. Don't mention what happened today in the future."

What Shen Jinmo lacks the least is patience. He sat on the stool with his eyes lowered, waiting for Yang Huai's decision.

Human nature is like this. If you force him to take a certain path, when he is unhappy one day, he will definitely blame the person who forced him in the first place.

Even when making the initial choice, the path you are taking now is indeed the more correct one.

Xie Nanxing wanted to keep Yang Huai and protect him as if he were protecting another self, and Shen Jinmo would definitely make his wish come true.

All the charges and malicious intent were borne by Shen Jinmo, and Xie Nanxing just had to enjoy the results cleanly.

The silence made the pressure from the person in front of him even stronger, making it hard for Yang Huai to breathe. He had no choice but to kneel on the bed to support himself.

His family was destroyed, people died, and his huge fortune was stolen. The tremendous pressure crushed his body.

To make matters worse, when he went out to buy medicine, he was kidnapped and put on the bed of that powerful man.

After fighting desperately for life but to no avail, I felt that death would be a peace of mind when I was completely hopeless.

It was bloody, but he could still endure it: "Yang, I am willing to follow Master Xie."

"Where's your home?"

"Wherever Mr. Xie is, that's where Yang's home is."

"What about revenge?"

"Everything is fleeting. Yang must first make a living and then seek revenge."

"Your revenge is not Xie Nanxing's revenge." It was a naked warning, a warning with murderous intent: "If you harm him in the slightest, this prince will make you regret being born as a human being."

Standing up from the wooden bench, Shen Jinmo turned and left, and the coldness in the room dissipated.

Yang Huai slowly lay down on the bed, tears flowing like broken strings, one by one, hiding the humiliation.

From today on, he will give up his pride, sell his soul, and the only purpose of living is to protect another person.

But people, you have to live to have another chance.

Before the morning light, Xie Nanxing was dizzy and was coaxed out of the quilt by Xiao Gao.

The quilt in winter is more magical than before. Even though the place outside the quilt in the main room is still warm, Xie Nanxing is more addicted to this quilt.

Just after washing and changing clothes, Shen Jinmo walked out of the house with a cold feeling.

Seeing that Xie Nanxing's clothes were a bit thin, Shen Jinmo took out another newly made cloak and put it on the stool: "It's especially cold in the morning and evening, bring it with you when you go out."

Xie Nanxing nodded, took the cloak, and did not ignore the half-hidden joy between Shen Jinmo's eyebrows: "Why did you go out before dawn?"

"You brought the man back and woke him up. Cheng Yangqiu was also brought here by Mo Ping, so I went to take a look."

"Really?" Xie Nanxing raised his voice a little when he heard this, and trotted towards the side room in his wooden clogs.

Shen Jinmo chased after him with the cloak that Xie Nanxing had left on the stool.

Although he knew that the reason Xie Nanxing was so happy was because of him, Shen Jinmo felt a little displeased when he saw Xie Nanxing jogging towards his destination.

"Xie Nanxing, put on your cloak."

He approached Shen Jinmo and took the cloak that Shen Jinmo handed over. Even his joy could not suppress the panic that still existed.

With just one glance, Shen Jinmo knew that Xie Nanxing's heart disease had not been cured, and he was trying his best to control himself.

The joy in his eyes disappeared, and Shen Jinmo had to expose this scene.

He couldn't accept that Xie Nanxing endured secretly in order to accept his approach.

This is not good for your physical recovery.

"Xie Nanxing, don't worry, I will only wait for you and support you."

The disguise failed, and Xie Nanxing smiled bitterly: "Shen Jinmo, you don't have to be so smart. I endure mine, what does it have to do with you?"

It was Xie Nanxing who endured it and felt uncomfortable, so Shen Jinmo could have just turned a blind eye.

"Xie Nanxing, I can't bear to leave."

Speak your mind honestly, without a trace of deliberateness.

Shen Jinmo always felt reluctant to part with such a silly Xie Nanxing.

"Yeah." Xie Nanxing responded lightly, panting slightly: "Shen Jinmo, I just ran a few steps, right?"

"Yes, but you are running to meet other men."

Xie Nanxing had two small brackets on her cheeks and smiled sweetly: "From now on, I will just run to see you."

Little guy, Shen Jinmo was hooked by him before he even used any strength.

As expected, Shen Jinmo loved him terribly.

The two of them entered the room one after the other. Under the candlelight, Cheng Yangqiu was writing a prescription: "Doctor Cheng, how is his health?"

"My senior sister is here, where is it..."

Cheng Yangqiu, who was overly excited, slowly lowered his head under Shen Jinmo's cold gaze and did not dare to say another word.

Xie Nanxing noticed the weird atmosphere, but didn't ask any further questions.

Anything that Shen Jinmo doesn't want him to know is naturally bad for him.

Turning to look at Yang Huai leaning on the bed, Xie Nanxing's eyes showed no pity, but admiration, mixed with a bit of curiosity: "My name is Xie Nanxing, are you feeling better?"

Xie Nanxing's voice was small and gentle, as if she was protecting a piece of porcelain that had been glued together with great difficulty.

Slowly raising his head to look at Xie Nanxing, Yang Huai's originally gray peach blossom eyes slowly filled with tears, and after being washed by the tears, his eyes flashed with light.

It turns out that this is Xie Nanxing.

It turned out that the handsome young man really saved him.

"We met before, do you remember?" Xie Nanxing slightly distanced himself from Yang Huai and continued to ask, "Why are you staring at me?"

"Doctor Cheng, is he stupid?"

Tears fell like rain. Yang Huai got out of bed with his injured body and kowtowed three times to Xie Nanxing: "Yang Huai kowtows to thank the master for saving my life."

"Oh, I was so scared. I thought the person was rescued, but he turned out to be stupid."

Xie Nanxing looked at Xiao Gao, and Xiao Gao walked forward and helped Yang Huai lie down.

Shen Jinmo gets jealous easily, and Xie Nanxing cannot interact with other people.

"You should take good care of yourself first and don't talk. We can talk about whether you are the master or not later."

Those words were said at the beginning because he was afraid that Shen Jinmo would not be willing to save him. Now that Yang Huai is alive, he can naturally choose the path he wants to take.

When Yang Huai heard this, he knelt on the bed again and said, "Yang Huai has only you as his master. Please take him in."

He glanced sideways at Shen Jinmo, his eyes were frank and questioning, but his desire to stay was not strong.

Shen Jinmo felt very relieved: "Stay, he will be yours from now on, do you want to change his name?"

Xie Nanxing saw that it was getting late, so he nodded to Yang Huai for fear of being late, and walked out while talking to Shen Jinmo.

"It's a good name, why should I change it?"

"Poplars and locust trees are easy to grow. They can survive with just a little water. This is a good sign."