Back to Zero

Jun Lixuan and Jun Liyuan went to follow Emperor Yanxi's orders.While the two were busy, Ling Qiyang stayed by the bed.He is still not sure when Mo Qingge will wake up, in case there is any mistake, before Jun Liyuan comes back here, he cannot go far.

The book in his hand turned another page, and the slight hum made Ling Qiyang turn his eyes away from the book, and stretched out his hand to touch Mo Qingge's forehead. He was still a little hot, but it was much lower than before.

Mo Qingge's eyelids moved, then he opened his eyes, and it took him a while to focus and see Ling Qiyang in front of him clearly.Just when he was about to speak, the dry throat was snatched by the air, and he coughed uncomfortably.

Ling Qiyang quickly poured him a glass of water, raised his head, and fed it to his mouth, "You have injuries, be careful."

Mo Qingge was obviously very thirsty, just holding Ling Qiyang's hand, he drank up the water in a few sips.Ling Qiyang poured him another cup, which relieved him a little bit.

"I... am still alive..." Mo Qingge looked around the bed curtains, his eyes filled with a dazed look that seemed to be from a lifetime ago.

"I picked you up." Ling Qiyang helped him tuck up the quilt, and didn't mention the mass grave, "You were wrapped in a mat and left in the suburbs of Beijing. I happened to pass by."

"Thank you." Mo Qingge's voice was nice, but his tone didn't reveal much emotion, and he seemed a little numb.

"Should be."

"Is this your home?" Mo Qingge asked.No matter how you look at it, the furnishings in this room are not what ordinary people would have, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they belong to the nobles of the palace.

Ling Qiyang shook his head, "Prince Yi's mansion here. I just came here after I rescued you, so I brought you here with me." Since Mo Qingge knew Jun Liyuan, he had nothing to hide.

Hearing this, Mo Qingge frowned slightly, and stopped talking.

"You don't even care about your own hands?" Ling Qiyang asked, for a piano performer, hands are extremely important.

Mo Qingge looked at the top of the tent, took his hands out of the quilt, looked at his tightly bandaged hands, and said calmly, "If it weren't for these hands, maybe I wouldn't be where I am today..." The faint sigh is mixed with a kind of helplessness, which is somewhat sad to accept fate.

Ling Qiyang poured himself a cup of hot tea, and said, "No matter how difficult life is, there is always someone worth cherishing yourself for him. Even if you haven't met that person for a while, you can cherish yourself first."

Mo Qingge looked at him, with complex emotions in his eyes - forbearance, exhaustion, grievance... Too much hard work and sadness mixed together, he had tasted all kinds of life, and he could only accept it if he didn't die.So repeatedly, I don't know when it will end.

"Fate may really come back to take care of you when you are so desperate that you want to give up. The premise is that you still have the strength and courage to continue." These words are for Mo Qingge, and they are also for himself.Thinking about the matter between him and Jun Lixuan at the beginning, didn't it turn around in the end?

Mo Qingge twitched the corner of his mouth, showing an indistinct smile, "It sounds like you have experienced it before."

Ling Qiyang nodded without hesitation, "I used to be the joke of all the women and princes in Yejing, but so what?"

Mo Qingge looked at him in surprise, and said, "Are you Ling Qiyang?"

"Look, you also know." Ling Qiyang took a sip of tea indifferently, as if he was talking about other people's affairs.Now that he can indeed stay out of it, those who laughed at him have returned to their previous jealousy.

"Sorry, that's not what I meant." Mo Qingge said apologetically.

"It doesn't matter, it's all in the past." Now he goes in and out with Jun Lixuan, and he also understands that Jun Lixuan treats him well, nothing makes him happier than these.

"When can I leave?" Mo Qingge tried to move his fingers, but he was so fixed that he couldn't move at all.

"As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to hurt the muscles and bones. It is inconvenient to do anything with the hand injury. Even if the injury on the body heals, the hand still needs to be nourished. It will take a month for the bone to grow back." Ling Qiyang held his hand Put it back under the quilt, "If you are disobedient, I will tie you up."

Mo Qingge laughed, he didn't expect Ling Qiyang to say that he was going to be tied up.

"It's so nice to smile." Ling Qiyang said: "All doctors hope that their patients will get better soon, so you don't want to disappoint my wound medicine."

Mo Qingge smiled noncommittally and said nothing.

After being silent for a while, Ling Qiyang asked: "How did you get hurt like this? Is it related to Fengyage?"

Mo Qingge shook his head, but didn't want to say more.

Thinking about it, it wasn't something that people would like to recall, Mo Qingge didn't want to talk about it, and Ling Qiyang didn't ask.Changing the subject, he said, "I found the fake skin on your shoulders when I was applying medicine to you. But don't worry, no one will see it except me and some servants. If you want to continue to cover up, I have better ones here. Things can be used. But now you have an injury, the medicine should not touch the wound, it will affect the healing. I will give it to you when your injury is almost healed. "

Ling Qiyang knew that there were many young men in Ye State who were not voluntary. After the body was changed, in order to cover up, they would use some methods to cover up the lotus leaf pattern.For this, Ling Qiyang can also understand, so he will also make an ointment that can cover up, and keep it for later use.

"Thank you." Mo Qingge put away his previous surprised expression and nodded his thanks.

"I won't tell anyone about this matter, including Lord Yi, you can rest assured." This is also related to Mo Qingge's reputation, Ling Qiyang feels that it is better for him to decide by himself, and he has no right to say more.

While the two were talking, Jun Liyuan walked in.Hearing that the two seemed to be talking, he said, "Are you awake?"

"Third brother." Ling Qiyang stood up.

Mo Qingge wanted to stand up and salute, but was stopped by Jun Liyuan, "Lie down."

Mo Qingge lay back on the bed. In fact, he didn't have the energy to get up at all, and the embarrassment of facing him in Junliyuan's mansion made his pale face slightly red.

"Li Xuan is waiting for you outside." Jun Liyuan said.

"Okay, then I'll go back first." Ling Qiyang picked up the medicine box, and said again: "The prescription on the table was caught by someone, drink it before going to bed. The previous prescription is taken twice a day. If there is nothing else tomorrow, I'll come over again."

"Okay, I'll let people stare at me." Jun Liyuan nodded, his expressionless face seemed a little displeased.

"Qiyang bid farewell." Ling Qiyang saluted Jun Liyuan, nodded to Mo Qingge, and then left the room.

Jun Lixuan who was waiting outside saw Ling Qiyang coming out, stretched out his arms to hug him, and whispered in his ear: "I miss you."

Ling Qiyang looked at him with reddish ear tips, his thick eyelashes slightly covered his eyes, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Jun Lixuan smiled lightly, lifted the medicine box in his hand, and said, "How about eating outside today?"

"Why did you eat out suddenly?" The mansion should have already prepared meals.

"I've been busy all day, and I want to take you to eat a pot to warm up. The pot in Tianxiangju in winter is a must, I'll take you to try it." Jun Lixuan said.

The number of times Ling Qiyang ate the hot pot was very few, not because he didn't like it, but because Wangyang Bofu rarely prepared it, and he would not go out to eat it.

Looking at Ling Qiyang's bright eyes, Jun Lixuan walked out with his arms around him, "After eating the shabu-shabu, cook the noodles with the soup base, it tastes very good."

"You know how to eat." Ling Qiyang leaned against Jun Lixuan, not feeling cold at all.

"Sixth brother taught..."

The two left Prince Yi's mansion unhurriedly, and the two who didn't bring their servants had to wait for their seats by themselves.But experiencing the lives of ordinary people is also a kind of fun...

Compared with the sweetness and joy of the two of them, the room seemed dull and awkward.

Jun Liyuan sat by the bed, looking at the person on the bed.Mo Qingge lowered his head sideways, not looking at him.

After a long silence, Jun Liyuan spoke first, "Does your body still hurt?"

Mo Qingge said in a low voice, "It's okay."

"Qi Yang said that there are some painkillers in the wound medicine, which can make you feel better. It will be fine when the wound scabs over." Facing Mo Qingge like this, Jun Liyuan was a little helpless.He can freely discuss national policies and society in front of his father, and he can also discuss intrigues with his brothers without any scruples, but facing Mo Qingge like this, he doesn't know what to say.

In fact, there are many things I want to say, but I don’t know where to start, and I don’t know what to say.

"Well, I'm sorry to trouble you." Mo Qingge said.

"It's just a coincidence that Qiyang and the others brought you here. They didn't know that I knew you before, so you don't have to have any burdens, just rest at ease."

Mo Qingge nodded, it turned out to be just a coincidence.Presumably, the fact that Prince Yi had spoken to him was not known to anyone other than the servants and the sixth prince who followed Lord Yi.Prince Yi also avoided others, although it was only superficial, but it can be seen that he did not want to be used as a defense by others.

"I've already sent someone to Fengyage to tell you that your boss sent someone to tell you that you don't have to go back in a hurry, just let him know if you need anything."

Mo Qingge said softly: "I didn't want to enter the palace, but now I'm here." Perhaps for him, the Yiwang Palace is the best choice, even if it violates the original intention, he can only bow his head temporarily. "

"Nothing is as important as your body. This is my yard, no one dares to disturb you, so you can rest assured. Even if you want to go back, you have to wait for Qi Yang to nod." Jun Liyuan said: "Tomorrow I will send a servant to take care of me. you."

"Don't bother..." Mo Qingge immediately refused, he is Qingzi's business and he doesn't want others to see, "The prince has arranged for me so carefully, but it will make my situation in the palace more embarrassing, it's better to keep it as it is good."

Jun Liyuan felt that it made sense, so he gave up.

After being quiet for a while, Jun Liyuan asked, "How did you get hurt? Where did you get hurt?" Mo Qingge's injury seemed artificial, and the person who did it was extremely ruthless, as if the purpose was to destroy him.What happened in Yejing obviously did not take the royal family seriously.

Mo Qingge pursed his lips and remained silent.If Jun Liyuan was told about this matter, Jun Liyuan would definitely not expose it.If Jun Liyuan wanted to stand up for him, then his relationship with Jun Liyuan would become more complicated, and he would have to face the gate of Prince Yi's mansion squarely.Besides, there are many complicated entanglements behind the person who hurt him. If the matter is not handled properly, Jun Liyuan will also get into trouble.Maybe Jun Liyuan is not afraid, but he doesn't want Jun Liyuan to get into trouble and criticism for him.After all, Jun Liyuan is a prince, a prince, with a noble status, but he is just a piano player.

"If you don't want to tell, I won't force you." Anyway, when the sixth child comes back, he can check.Standing up, Jun Liyuan took out a purse from his cuff and put it beside Mo Qingge's pillow.

Mo Qingge stared wide-eyed at the purse, and the corners of his pursed mouth trembled slightly.

"What's in it, you know better than me. I picked it up in the mass grave, and it must have fallen when Li Xuan moved you. You still need to protect it when you are injured like that. You can't ignore it. You may not be able to see your own heart, but I can see mine." Jun Liyuan's tone was strong.The accident when he picked up this purse, and the surprise when he saw the things inside made him miss Mo Qingge more and be more puzzled.

Mo Qingge's eyes were red, this purse belonged to him, and it contained the entry and exit badge of Prince Yi's Mansion.It was given to him by Jun Liyuan a few days ago.The original intention was to let him go back home with him, not to force him to do anything, but to give him a better environment.But he resolutely refused.

Jun Liyuan didn't take back his waist card, but made him figure out to come to him at any time.After Jun Liyuan left, Mo Qingge stared at the waist badge for a long time, remembering his parents' instructions before they died, telling him not to enter palaces and palaces in this life, nor to approach noble officials.He nodded.

After these years of living like duckweed, in Fengyage, I also saw some ugly behaviors of bullying actors with power. Although the boss came forward to solve them in the end, the shadow always existed.All these things made him unwilling to agree to Jun Liyuan.And when his fingers were broken one by one, he was in so much pain that he couldn't even cry out, and when tears burst out of his eyes uncontrollably, what he was thinking about was the purse in the special inner pocket of the cuff of his inner coat.

Before losing consciousness, when his fingers could not move, he pressed his wrist firmly in front of him, pressing down on the purse, just not wanting to drop it, not wanting to lose it...

Jun Liyuan sighed for a long time, brushed the hair on his forehead, and said in a low voice: "Okay, I won't ask any more. With me here, you just need to take good care of him."

He couldn't see Mo Qingge showing a sad expression, thinking about his increasingly uncontrollable heart, Jun Liyuan completely understood Jun Lixuan's love for Ling Qiyang.Because that person lives in my heart, I will love that person just like I love my own heart.

As for when it existed and when it was tempted, there may not be a definite answer.It may not be a point in time, but an event, or a process.But no matter what, the final result is that this person is identified, and he will not change until death.