The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

"Alright—let's go to bed quickly, I'm afraid that if I don't sleep again, His Highness will knock me unconscious."

Mu Qiu couldn't help but chuckled, and replied solemnly, looking at the man's slightly embarrassing expression, there was a slight smile in his eyes, and he took the initiative to pull him to lie down: "Don't worry, Your Highness, since I said If you want to take good care of your body, you will take a good rest. I will definitely not disappoint His Highness's thoughts..."

"I'm not afraid that you will be disobedient, but I'm afraid that there will be some accidents—who can predict what happens one after another?"

Song Zichen replied in a muffled voice, hugged him in his arms, tucked the quilt tighter, and kissed his forehead lightly: "Sleep, let's sleep together - let's talk about tomorrow's affairs tomorrow." It's..."

"Okay, just listen to Your Highness."

Mu Qiu nodded with a smile, was obediently embraced by the man, and closed his eyes reassuringly before speaking again.

There are too many facts during the day, and I wake up early in the morning in order to catch up with the morning, and I feel deep tiredness as soon as I close my eyes.Song Zichen yawned very lightly, feeling that the man was lying safely in his arms, his eyes felt a little hot unconsciously, he secretly kissed his pale and cool lips, and put the two of them together. With fingers interlocked, he closed his eyes and fell asleep in peace.

A good night's sleep, just thinking about the body of the person beside him, the genius was dim, Song Zichen subconsciously opened his eyes, and grabbed the person in his arms.

Mu Qiu was still sleeping peacefully, but he just opened his eyes in a daze after being hugged by him. Seeing him, he rolled up the quilt again and closed his eyes again with confidence.

Seeing that man's rarely bloody face, Song Zichen felt a little more at ease, kissed his forehead lightly, and pulled him back into his arms: "Mu Qiu, you're so lazy... ..."

"Not all of them are circled by His Highness - I know all day long to let me eat and sleep. The habits I developed back then, I am afraid that sooner or later there will be no one left."

Mu Qiu closed his eyes, but still heard his words clearly, and responded with a light smile.His voice was still a little hoarse when he woke up, but he felt a little more gentle and soft when he heard it, which made Song Zichen's heart soften, and he couldn't help chuckling: "You, how can you do this?" It's much better than before. It turns out that I get up earlier than chickens all day long. Every time I open my eyes, you have already been busy for a long time? Are you uncomfortable? I don't know if there is any discomfort. I don't know at all..."

"Now His Highness knows it clearly, do you have any thoughts?"

Mu Qiu was so troubled by him that he couldn't sleep, so he simply opened his eyes, and stretched his waist very lightly: "Your Highness gets up earlier every day, could it be that he wants to replace me, and he will wake up better than chickens in the future?" Is it early?"

"My feeling is——when you just woke up, you are really much cuter than during the day."

Song Zichen pondered solemnly for a moment, then chuckled again, shook his head helplessly, and gently kissed the corner of his lips: "Okay, I won't bother you anymore, you go to sleep, I'll go out and ask them to send some Here comes the water—what do you want to eat in the morning?”

"When I was practicing martial arts at the Department of Guards, I once heard a joke. It was said that two guards were sleeping on the same bed, and one of the guards wanted to be lazy and sleep for a while, so he asked the other to help the guard for the day. Early the next morning, the guard who was ordered to wake up the lazy one, and said to him, 'I'm going to be on duty, do you want steamed buns'..."

Mu Qiu raised his hand to cover his eyes, gave a vague chuckle, shook his head helplessly, and sighed helplessly: "I always thought this was a joke, but I actually saw the truth..."

"Mu Qiu, you're laughing at me again... I don't want to make trouble with you, don't you?"

Song Zichen didn't know that he was talking about himself, shrunk his neck guiltily, coughed lightly and said, "I just want to say a few words to you, and if I can say a few words, I will feel at ease——Okay, okay, Don't bother you, you'd better go to sleep..."

"Don't worry, Your Highness—if there are no accidents, even if I fall asleep, I will always wake up..."

Mu Qiu smiled helplessly, took the man's hand and shook it, and was stuffed back into the quilt whole by Song Zichen, threw himself on the bed and hugged the man through the quilt: "I know, I know, go to sleep ——If you can’t sleep because of me making you so troublesome, I really might as well find a piece of tofu and kill you right away.”

Mu Qiu was also sleepy at first, and couldn't help laughing when he heard this, but nodded obediently, closed his eyes and went back to sleep.Song Zichen waited for a while, and seeing his breathing gradually stabilized again, he finally relaxed, let him go gently, and tiptoed out of the room.

After washing his face and changing his clothes, Song Zichen was telling the people below to get ready for breakfast when he suddenly felt hit in the back by a small stone.Turning back subconsciously, his eyes could not help but concentrate slightly, he spoke a few words faster, and then walked quickly to the study.

It was only when he reached the corner of the study that he saw Peng Feigui's figure as expected.Song Zichen pursed his lips helplessly, looked at the man's calm expression, and sighed lightly with a headache: "Which song are you singing--I told people to close the door of the house, so you just climbed over the wall and came in?" ?”

"Otherwise, why don't you tell me to drill the tunnel?"

Peng Feigui responded straightforwardly, winked at the bedroom, and followed Song Zichen into the study: "I just took a look and saw that Mu Qiu was still sleeping, so I didn't bother him—what happened when I went to court?" What happened, why did you suddenly get sick when you were so good? Did you deliberately pretend to be sick in order to set someone up for someone?"

"Don't mention it—it was originally planned like this. Who knows that people are not as good as God, and even after thousands of calculations, something went wrong."

As soon as this matter was brought up, Song Zichen felt suffocated, sighed helplessly, shook his head and said, "They are also newly found out, and someone has the audacity to poison the emperor's bedroom. There is a medicine called What kind of envoys from the monarchs and ministers can double the toxicity of the poison, and as a result Mu Qiu fell for it—there is another smell of drunkenness, ordinary people who smell it can calm the nerves and help sleep, and are easily addicted, but if people who are particularly weak smell it, they will fall into a trap. Shenmian can't wake up again..."

He just felt that this matter was unimaginable, and he had nowhere to tell others, so he talked more with Peng Feigui.Unexpectedly, only halfway through the sentence, he was taken aback by the man's increasingly serious expression, and subconsciously stopped talking: "What's the matter—is there something wrong with this poison?"

"My lord just said—that poison can make people fall into a deep sleep and never wake up again?"

Peng Feigui's expression became more and more serious, and he asked in a slow voice, with blood in his eyes: "So it's like this - I never thought of it..."

"What's going on, what do you remember again?"

Song Zichen knew about his mother, so he became nervous when he heard the words, and asked a question quickly.Peng Feigui just shook his head, and his voice became a little hoarse and choked: "At that time, my mother was seriously ill, but it didn't mean that something would happen right away... My mother even participated in the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet at the house, but After the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, my mother suddenly fell asleep, and finally——finally left like that... We wondered if there was something wrong with the person who toasted her, but the wine happened to be our own. If so, it can only be regarded as my mother was tired that day..."

"You mean——Auntie, he probably also came into contact with this drunken dreamer?"

Song Zichen couldn't help but condense his expression slightly, and his eyes became a little dignified.Thinking about it, he replied in a deep voice, but shook his head slightly: "But—even if this is the case, what's the use? After all, it's been a long time, and if anyone has been there back then, maybe no one will know..."

"I know - I was there at that banquet, and I have never forgotten the banquet, especially everyone who toasted my mother..."

There was a little blood in Peng Feigui's eyes, and he replied coldly, subconsciously clenched his fists slightly: "Father told me not to pursue it, but I was still unwilling - the wine belonged to us, but the person who toasted it was not .If you want to make a move, you can find an opportunity no matter what. Why do you just let it go? But my father said, don’t check it, it’s useless, and my mother will never come back..."

"So—is it actually because of this reason that your family left the capital and gradually alienated the forces in the court?"

Song Zichen couldn't help shrinking his eyes, and subconsciously asked a question, with a bit of serious thought in his eyes: "I don't know if I should say this - but listening to me like this, I always feel that your father seems to have something unspeakable..."

"I thought about it too, so I've been investigating it secretly all these years—but our home is really far away from the court, so far away that even if I want to find out, I can't trace it back. I can only trace it bit by bit. I'm going to hunt down those clues that I don't know what to use."

Peng Feigui shook his head with a wry smile, sighed very lightly, rubbed his forehead and got up and said, "Over the years, I've thought too much about the possibility. I wondered if someone poisoned the wine, so I checked carefully. I have passed everyone who toasted my mother, but they have no reason to harm my mother. I also wondered if someone added something to the food I ate, but I tasted every dish my mother ate... ...It never occurred to me that it could be such a small detail that people don't notice..."

"Don't worry, I'm afraid it's really useful—there are not many people with this kind of poison, and those who can go to your house and to the imperial father's palace are even rarer."

Song Zichen replied after thinking about it, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he grabbed Peng Feigui's wrist: "Go and check again—this time, gather everyone in and give me a list. If I If I'm not wrong, I'm afraid that the final task of investigating this matter will fall on me, and with your list, I won't be aimless..."