The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

"I left everything to Mu Qiu without even thinking about it in the court, and now I feel distressed. Could it be that you are the only one who misses Mu Qiu, and I have to be the one who pretends to be a villain?"

The emperor tapped his forehead, and then glared at the son angrily.Song Zichen shrank his neck involuntarily, and his expression became a little embarrassing: "It's not that the minister left the matter to Mu Qiu - it's that Mu Qiu was in charge of this matter, and Mu Canjun didn't allow the minister to intervene. ah……"

It was rare for him to call Mu Qiu official taboo like this, his tone became a little more familiar and familiar, revealing an inexplicable softness and intimacy, on the contrary, it seemed more and more like flirting.In front of the emperor, Mu Qiu couldn't help turning bloody on his face, coughed lightly, and smiled helplessly: "Your Highness, don't make a fuss... When did I not allow His Highness to intervene? But it was His Highness who intervened." It will only be a disservice, so the minister said a few more times that His Highness is not allowed to make trouble..."

"Mu Qiu, why-"

Unexpectedly, the other party would actually dig a hole for him in front of his father. Song Zichen's eyes widened in astonishment, and after subconsciously asking a few words, he lowered his voice through gritted teeth: "How can you be so disrespectful? Didn't you agree? Expose my shortcomings..."

Looking at the interaction between the two children, the original depression in the emperor's eyes finally dissipated a little, he couldn't help laughing loudly, and shook his head helplessly: "I have a deep feeling—in the court today, what is this brat like?" I don't even know the rules, so I only know how to help you. I want to protect you, but I don't know where to start..."

"Isn't the father also protecting the son? The son is watching, and his heart is like a mirror."

Song Zichen met his gaze, straightened his expression, and answered seriously.The emperor couldn't help but stared at the son for a while, and finally a little helpless warmth flashed across his eyes. He sighed very softly, and stroked the son's forehead: "Silly boy, if you really understand in your heart, you won't Suffering so much one after another, let others be cheated to this extent..."

There is rarely such a close relationship between father and son. Song Zichen subconsciously sat up straight, even breathing a little bit smoothly, and let his father rub his head nervously: "Father, father——"

"Seeing how promising you are, do I not love you that much?"

Seeing his nervous appearance, the emperor couldn't help but laugh, and slapped his forehead lightly: "I know, I was really sorry for you before. I won't be partial in the future, I will get back all the grievances you have suffered for you, but you have to fight hard and don't let me down... Do you understand what I mean?"

Unexpectedly, his father's attitude would change so quickly. Song Zichen subconsciously clenched his fists, wanting to take a look at Mu Qiu's expression, but found that the man's expression also showed a rare bit of bewilderment, so he had no choice but to hold on. Scalp said: "Father... If Erchen doesn't understand, will you beat Erchen?"

"What's the use of beating up my own stupid son?"

The emperor shook his head with a wry smile, nodded twice to this son who didn't know whether he should be innocent or stupid, got up with his hands behind his back, and walked out of the room slowly: "Since the palace is no longer safe, you should take Mu Qiu with you." Go back to the palace to live. If Mu Qiu is in better health, he will cooperate with them in investigating the payment and money. If he feels that his health is still not enough to support him, then he can ignore it. If there are some nonsense, if I am the truth It really hurt the hearts of the soldiers of the three armies, and also hurt my stupid son who doesn't have a brain..."

"Thank you, Your Majesty—I respectfully send you off to your Majesty."

Hearing Mu Qiu's respectful voice, Song Zichen reacted abruptly, and hurriedly followed his father away.Looking at Mu Qiu's thoughtful expression, he cautiously approached him: "Mu Qiu——what do you mean by father and his old man?"

"Shh-"

Mu Qiu shook his head slightly, motioning him not to speak, and after listening intently for a moment, he was slightly relieved, nodded and said softly: "It's ok, the emperor has gone far—His Royal Highness just performed very well, and I almost fell behind." After realizing it, if His Highness hadn't been quick-witted, I'm afraid the Emperor would catch him right away."

"I'm so alert, it's not because you discovered it in time, otherwise I might have to say something..."

Song Zichen sighed sincerely, then patiently helped Mu Qiu finish drinking the medicine, hugged him and leaned against the couch, poured a bowl of clear water and asked him to rinse his mouth: "I feel that Father is a bit strange today, The old man seems to know something, and he came here to tell me... But what is the father going to do? What do you mean by begging for my grievances, has the father already decided to attack Song Zixuan?"

"It's hard to say—but I can't rule out the possibility..."

Mu Qiu thought for a while and replied, a complex light flashed in his eyes, but he finally returned to an unfathomable calm: "No matter how you say it, the emperor's intention to let us go out of the palace is still very obvious. I'm afraid something will happen in the palace. , the emperor is clearing the venue in advance - Your Highness should not stay in the palace for a long time, the sooner we leave, the better."

"Okay, I also think this place is not as safe as my own home. It just so happens that those hidden guards have also been trained. They can't enter the palace, but they are still enough to guard in the palace."

Song Zichen nodded, put the bowl aside, and tried the temperature on Mu Qiu's forehead again: "It's still a little hot-it's getting late, why don't we stay for another night and leave after dawn. In a hurry in the middle of the night, I accidentally caught a cold..."

"I don't mind. It's better for us to leave the palace earlier. The eldest son and Su Tuhe are both in the mansion, but neither of us is there. I always feel uneasy."

Mu Qiu shook his head lightly, and replied in a low voice.Song Zichen didn't expect that the two children he cared about were actually those two children. After being stunned for a moment, he couldn't help but shook his head: "You... I shouldn't ask you, anyway, you don't think about it yourself. It's fine by yourself, then let's leave immediately, I'll tell them to prepare the warm sedan chair and dress warmly, and it should be fine."

"There was nothing wrong at first, it's not that His Highness is too nervous..."

Mu Qiu responded in a low voice, met Song Zichen's gaze, coughed lightly, nodded honestly and said, "Yes... Your Highness, thank you."

"That's about the same - count yourself, how many times have you tossed in the past two days? How dare you say that I was too nervous, and you were all scared..."

Song Zichen glared at the unconscious person in front of him angrily, but still kissed him on the forehead, wrapped him carefully in the quilt, and hurried out to order someone to prepare the sedan chair.He was thinking about Mu Qiu's body in his heart, and wished he could do everything by himself. He watched those people prepare all the stove leather mattresses, and went in to try them out. Then he told them to wait outside the door, and he quickly walked into the bedroom. .

"Mu Qiu, outside—"

As soon as he entered the door, his voice suddenly dropped a lot.After all, the man was too weak, and he had nothing to worry about for the time being, so he leaned against the side of the couch and fell asleep soundly.Although there was still lingering weakness and tiredness in his brows and eyes, his expression was still peaceful and gentle, and a little warmth flowed in Song Zichen's heart inexplicably.

Walking lightly to the side of the couch, he wrapped the man on the couch with a cloak, and the man opened his eyes sharply.After seeing clearly that it was him, the sharp clarity in his eyes slowly dissipated again: "Your Highness..."

"It's okay, go to sleep, I'll hold you..."

Song Zichen kissed him on the forehead, said a warm voice, wrapped the figure tightly tightly, and hugged him with a little force: "Let's go home, you can rest assured to sleep - with me here, I won't cry Someone hurt you."

Mu Qiu didn't respond, just smiled lightly, leaned against his chest again, and quietly closed his eyes.There seemed to be deep thoughts hidden between his brows and eyes, but it seemed that there was nothing there. Song Zichen quietly looked at the sleeping face of that person, subconsciously tightened his arms, and inexplicably wet his eyes.

"Mu Qiu, you have to be good...do you hear me?"

The person in his arms didn't know whether he heard it clearly or he was half asleep, so he answered in a daze, then rested his head on his neck, and continued to sleep regardless.Song Zichen carefully carried him out of the bedroom, onto the warm sedan chair, wrapped him tightly with a warm leather mattress, and then covered the sedan chair curtain tightly: "Let's go, be gentle, don't leave anyone alone. Woke up."

The bearers all serve the people in the palace all the year round, so they naturally know what to measure when and where.All the way back to the palace smoothly, Song Zichen didn't allow others to help, carried Mu Qiu all the way back to the house, and ordered his servants to bring hot water up.Just as the door was about to close, a young man suddenly appeared from the darkness.

"...Su Tuhe?"

Seeing this little guy again, Song Zichen's heart was much more complicated than before.Looking back at Mu Qiu, he was relieved when he saw that he hadn't been woken up, and then lowered his voice a bit: "What's the matter, so anxious - can't we talk about it tomorrow?"

"It's all my fault—I shouldn't have promised Brother Mu to help him fetch ice water..."

Standing under the light, Song Zichen could clearly see the tear stains on the young man's face.The Xiongnu boy stood outside the door sobbing, raised his hand to wipe his red eyes from crying, and then twitched his nose twice: "I didn't expect Brother Mu to be so ill, I'm so scared..."

"It's okay, I can't blame you for this matter - if it were me, I'm afraid I'd be around by Mu Qiumeng too, I'll believe whatever he says, even if he has to pay the price himself..."

Song Zichen sighed lightly, but felt a little sadness in his heart, and patted the young man on the shoulder lightly: "It's not your fault—Mu Qiu will be fine. Go first, go back and have a good sleep. Come back tomorrow morning."