After the rebirth, I was picked up by the prince

That night, considering Qi Zizhen's state today, Song Yaoxu originally wanted to invite him to sleep with him.And Qi Zizhen thought of how embarrassing he was crying when he first woke up, although he was very moved, he finally chose to refuse.

He needs a little time and space to slow down this scene that can be called black history.

At the beginning of the Hai Dynasty.

Qi Zizhen closed the "Gongzi Biography" that he picked up and read again, and let out a light breath.

After waking up today, it took him a short time to completely withdraw from the dream, and he soon noticed something was wrong.

After going through that dream, he finally remembered some things that happened before and after wearing the book.

Before he moved, he bought a book online, but when he received it, he found that the merchant seemed to have sent it by mistake, and sent him a rather damaged and dated copy of "The Biography of Gongzi".

At that time, he didn't have time to wait for the merchant to change, so he just opened the book and read it, and found that it seemed to be a novel with two parallel lines, a prequel and a sequel, and he happened to have the same name as the protagonist of the novel.

According to his memory, the real situation at that time was that the content of the prequel part was completely complete, but there was not a single clear handwriting in the latter part, and he was very puzzled for a while.

After Song Yaoxu left in the afternoon, he went back to the "Gongzi Biography", only to find that the prequel part of the biography was still vague, and the record in the postpartum part was "updated" to the part where he fell from the tree this morning.

And now, he still can't recall what the content of the prequel he saw was like.

He guessed that he should have entered the epilogue after transmigrating the book. In his previous life, because he could not remember the content of the original book at all, the plot line deviated, which in turn caused him to be reborn again and again.

However, based on this information alone, there are still many doubts that cannot be related.

Qi Zizhen thought about it all night but couldn't come up with anything, so he decided to wait for the content of "Gongzi Biography" to continue to be "updated" before reading it.

He put the biography back to its original place, guessing that Tang Leyuan's battle report would be delivered within two days, and stepped into the inner room to take off his clothes and go to sleep, to recharge his batteries.

However, at this moment, he suddenly heard an abnormal sound coming from outside the silent room.

Qi Zizhen glanced at the window sash casually, took off his outer shirt and hung it up without hesitation in his hands, and then lightly blew out the candle lamp on the small shelf.

The whole room was instantly enveloped in darkness, only a few layers of white gauze-like light could be vaguely seen from the slightly closed window sash.

He walked to the side of the bed and lightly took out his sword, stretched the quilt slightly, and then hid himself in a dark shadow.

The night in early summer was a bit stuffy, and the sporadic chirping of cicadas outside the window overlapped together, making it a little more lively, just enough to cover up the slight sound of the window sash being pushed open.

About another quarter of an hour later, a black figure stood at the window and looked around the room, as if confirming that the people in the room had fallen asleep, and then cautiously turned in from the window.

However, when he tiptoed to the side of the bed, he suddenly found that there was no sign of Qi Zizhen on the bed at all.

At the same time, the sound of an extremely fast sword being drawn on his right suddenly broke the silence in the room, and the cold white sword light flashed past with fragments of moonlight.

The black shadow was startled suddenly, and while dodging at an extremely fast speed, he drew his sword out of its sheath.

"Chong-"

The two swords collided, and the sharp sound pierced the silence of the night.

Qi Zizhen only confronted the assassin for a moment, and then saw the assassin dodge and retreat.

He turned his wrist slightly and pressed forward, firmly placed the long sword on the assassin's neck, and asked coldly, "Who are you?"

The assassin froze in place, only a pair of eyes were exposed on his face wearing a black mask and hood.

Qi Zizhen looked at those eyes, and inadvertently felt a little familiar - he seemed to have seen similar eyes somewhere.

However, at the moment when he was stunned for a moment, the assassin seized the opportunity and swung his sleeve suddenly, spilling a handful of powder.

Oops, careless!

Qi Zizhen hurriedly covered his mouth and nose and drew back, but it was too late.

The powder spread rapidly in the small inner room, he only felt his whole body go limp, and fell to the ground uncontrollably.

Qi Zizhen held the hilt of the sword with both hands, forced himself to half kneel on the ground, and raised his eyes to see the assassin approaching him step by step.

What should he do now?

He quickly thought of countermeasures, but in such a short period of time, he accidentally hit the assassin's weakness, and he was powerless to resist at all.

Qi Zizhen gritted his teeth, and was ready to wait for the assassin to come over before trying his best to make a final counterattack.

But at this moment, there was another loud knock on the door, and then Song Yaoxu rushed in with a sword.

Seeing that the sword-wielding assassin was less than two steps away from Qi Zizhen, he drew his sword and stepped forward without saying a word. His usually gentle eyes were filled with frost, and he was entangled with the assassin after a while.

The assassin didn't seem to expect to disturb others, so he dodged quickly and raised his sword to meet him.

The sound of clanging sword blades soon occupied all the noises in the room, which would have hurt Qi Zizhen, and Song Yaoxu deliberately pushed the scope of the fight to the other side step by step.

The assassin also seemed to intend to go to the window, taking advantage of Song Yaoxu's inattention when he was caring about Qi Zizhen, he jumped through the window and escaped.

Song Yaoxu glanced at his figure hidden in the night, and finally gave up chasing him. He drew his sword and turned around to help Qi Zizhen up. He asked worriedly, "What's the matter? Did he hurt you?"

With Song Yaoxu's support, Qi Zizhen stood up, shook his head feebly, and said in a weak voice, "It's nothing, I just accidentally hit his weak tendon, and I don't have the strength for the time being. I'll just take a rest."

After finishing speaking, he breathed a sigh of relief, forced a smile to change the subject: "Why did Your Highness come here suddenly?"

Song Yaoxu helped him to sit on the bed, and then replied: "I saw that the candle lamp in your room went out, and it didn't light up again after a while, and I didn't see you coming out, so I guess you might have encountered something. .”

I have to say that Song Yaoxu is really meticulous and caring in many cases.

Qi Zizhen sighed, and simply let himself plunge into his arms, sniffing the reassuring fragrance from the tip of his nose.

Song Yaoxu thought he was frightened, lightly rubbed his head, lowered his voice and said: "If you are hit by Ruanjinsan, you should go to sleep first, I will guard you here."

"En." Qi Zizhen lay in his arms, raised his eyes to look at him, his already weak voice was deliberately softened, "Can I sleep in His Highness's arms?"

Song Yaoxu met the faint smile in his eyes, not at all like someone who had encountered an assassin just now.He smiled helplessly, and replied: "If you are willing, I am fine."

It's Haishi now, and Qi Zizhen suffered from muscle pain again, so he must sleep until tomorrow morning.He was really reluctant to let Song Yaoxu suffer this night.

In the end, he had no choice but to obediently lie down on the bed with the help of Song Yaoxu, and on the way he did not forget to say: "By the way, Your Highness, I probably know about the assassins, Your Highness, don't disturb anyone tonight."

He didn't specify the exact number, and Song Yaoxu didn't ask, but nodded in response after tucking the quilt for him.

With Song Yaoxu watching over him, Qi Zizhen, who had only experienced a dangerous situation once, slept very soundly, had a good night's sleep without dreams, and when he woke up the next day, the effect of the loose tendons had faded.

He yawned and sat up from the bed. Song Yaoxu noticed the movement, put down the page in his hand and said with a smile, "Are you awake? Washing and breakfast are ready. Is there any discomfort?"

Hearing his tired voice, Qi Zizhen got up and walked over to him, and glanced at most of the ancient books related to the art of war that he had read in his hand, and the side of the page was full of annotations.

He thought that what Song Yaoxu said by guarding was to wait for a while to confirm that the assassin would not kill the carbine again, and then went back to his room, but he didn't expect to be guarded all night.

He felt a little distressed, and quickly responded: "I'm much better now, Your Highness, go and rest for a while."

Song Yaoxu guessed that it was still early, so he didn't shirk it. After closing the book, he got up and prepared to go back to his room. Before going back, he didn't forget to tell Qi Zizhen to remember to finish his breakfast.

Qi Zizhen deserved to be well-behaved, watched him leave, washed up briefly, had breakfast, and went back to the inner room to change into a red riding and shooting suit.

Afterwards, he picked up the saber on the table, put away his gentle and calm face when facing Song Yaoxu, went out with a cold face, and directly picked up a passing servant and asked, "Where is King Rui now?"

He didn't deliberately ease his emotions, his voice was indifferent, and his eyes were dark, as if he might cut off the person in front of him with a single move at any time because of a bad mood.

The servants recognized him as the military adviser accompanying the army, and although they were frightened by his aura, they still pointed out a direction honestly.

Qi Zizhen searched all the way according to the direction the servant said, walked around several corridors, and finally saw the room that the servant said had "a trusted aide of King Rui guarding the door".

The confidant guarding them was the one who greeted them at the city gate and brought him and Song Yaoxu back.

Qi Zizhen remembered his face, and when he saw him, he opened the door and walked in while he saluted and said hello.

"Young Master Qi..." The trusted guard reached out to stop him, but he quickly dodged sideways.

After he walked in, he directly closed the door with a "bang" with his backhand, temporarily blocking the trusted guard, and at the same time startled the women in the room.

Qi Zizhen took a cursory glance at the entire room. The layout was similar to the hall of the previous dinner party. What came to his face was the strong smell of alcohol and rouge and gouache.

And Song Xingqiu reclined unrestrainedly on the reclining chair in the main seat, surrounded by several young women dressed in light gauze.

One of the women was holding a piece of fruit in her hand, as if she was about to feed it to Song Xingqiu, but she was so scared by the sound of him coming in that she accidentally dropped the fruit to the ground.

Qi Zizhen didn't give them too much time to react. The moment he closed the door, he strode up to Song Xingqiu and put a long sword on his neck: "You sent the assassin last night, right?"

His eyes were as cold as frost, and the silver blade reflected a cold white light, reflecting his fiery red clothes.

The women around were frightened by his behavior, and they were a little flustered standing still.

The guard who pushed the door in was also stunned. He didn't expect him to be so bold.

Song Xingqiu, who was held by a knife, was the most indifferent.

He gave a soft "tsk", as if he didn't hear his question at all, and said with a smile on his lips: "Young Master Qi is so angry today, could it be that the room in my house made you sleep unsatisfied?"

Qi Zizhen ignored his foolishness, and continued to say coldly: "I have no grievances with the Second Highness, why did the Second Highness want to do anything to me?"

Song Xingqiu still looked indifferent, raised his hand and casually pushed the blade away a little, and said unhurriedly: "Does a fatuous and extravagant prince want to kill someone, does he need a reason?"

He spoke slowly, as if discussing some everyday topics.

"Oh." Qi Zizhen sneered, put the long sword back into the scabbard abruptly, and looked down at him with his arms crossed, "I've never heard of a fatuous prince who can manage his fief in an orderly manner. "

Song Xingqiu raised his eyebrows lightly, but quickly restrained his slightly exposed emotions, and said with a smile: "That's just because the former county guard did a good job."

"Then how does the Second Highness explain the hunting competition that started two years ago?" Qi Zizhen's expression remained unchanged, and he said boastful words, but his tone seemed to be mocking, "The purpose of the hunting competition is to make all the people soldiers."

The woman and the guards who were still worried that he was coming to make trouble didn't expect this development, and they froze in place, not knowing how to react.

Song Xingqiu lightly rubbed the wine glass in his hand that he hadn't had time to put down. After a while, he raised his hand to dismiss the women and the guards who rushed in. Then he slowly stood up from the reclining chair, walked to the table and put the wine glass away. lay down.

"I didn't expect you to pay attention to it carefully."

His tone remained unchanged, but his attitude was a little more serious than before.

Qi Zizhen still had that cold and arrogant look: "If you're not careful, how can you stand beside His Royal Highness?"

Hearing him mention the "Prince", Song Xingqiu paused for a while before retracting his hand, and said with a light smile: "I haven't seen you for two years, brother has indeed changed a lot. The main help behind this is you, right?"

Qi Zizhen didn't answer his words, and said indifferently according to his words: "His Royal Highness also often said that His Second Highness has changed a lot, so what is the support behind Second Highness?"

Song Xingqiu didn't have any special reaction, while tidying up the scattered wine jars on the table casually, he said casually: "If you don't know how to adapt, how can you survive in such a turbulent environment.

"Look, the Southwest General of Wumeng Kingdom let go of our weak and incompetent Jiuyou Commandery."

While speaking, he picked up a wine jar, pushed it forward slightly, and knocked down two wine jars.

The crisp collision sound echoed throughout the room, loud and deafening.

Qi Zizhen glanced at the empty wine jar that had fallen down, and did not continue to play charades with him here, and turned the topic back to the original question: "So why does the Second Highness want to attack a person who has no grievances or enmities?"

Song Xingqiu still didn't answer directly, turned around to look at Qi Zizhen, and asked with a smile: "Do you really think he can grow up by staying in Jiuyou County? Don't you think there is a faster way, my dear emperor?" Sister-in-law?"

As soon as he called him, Qi Zizhen immediately understood what he meant.

The fastest way for a person to grow up is to let the person he loves the most have an accident in front of him, and he can't do anything about it.There are also people who used to be positive together, but because of their disappointment with him, they have since degenerated and become unbearable existences.

Such powerlessness and guilt can shatter all the confidence of the incompetent, and can also stimulate the motivational potential of the aspirant.

Song Xingqiu's bet was whether Song Yaoxu could become the latter.

Qi Zizhen expressed complete contempt and disdain for his little plan.He chuckled, and said unhurriedly: "Did the Second Highness underestimate me and His Highness the Crown Prince?"

Hearing this, Song Xingqiu raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh?"

He walked unhurriedly to Song Xingqiu's side, and helped up the two fallen wine jars: "Didn't you realize that only 4000 of the original [-] troops arrived in Jiuyou County in the end?"

Hearing his question, Song Xingqiu, who was originally calm and composed, couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Qi Zizhen didn't give him more time to react, and he continued to say leisurely after setting up the wine jar: "In two days, you just wait for the battle report from Fengshu County."

After speaking, he didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked away, leaving behind only a proud and tall red figure.

Like a red plum blooming inadvertently in the corner, it should be inconspicuous, but it is so gorgeous that it is hard to ignore.

The author has something to say: Thank you [tm.sheep.], [Huaisu] and [Zhenxuaner, etc.] for the three cute nutrient solution mua~