The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

"what?!"

Really did not expect such a development, Song Zichen stopped in shock, his voice couldn't help raising his voice a little, the hidden guards quickly gathered over, even the passers-by unconsciously glanced this way.

"Your Highness—don't make such a loud voice, it will attract people's attention..."

Only then did he realize that his Highness had brought him out to talk about such a hidden secret, Mu Qiu rubbed his forehead with a headache, sighed very lightly, and dragged the man into another road less traveled by: "That's right. Such a thing—in fact, the third prince wanted my life a long time ago. At that time, I hadn’t even entered the palace, and I wasn’t even His Highness’s companion... So His Highness now understands why the Third Prince must force me Have you swallowed that drunk red dust?"

"He—but what threat did you pose to him at that time? After all, you are also his younger brother..."

Song Zichen still couldn't understand what Mu Qiu said, shook his head in disbelief, and even stuttered when he spoke: "I know he always has a temperament of planning for rainy days, but it's inevitable—it's too early, how can he would be so vicious..."

"In his heart, I'm afraid I'm not his younger brother."

Mu Qiu smiled helplessly, shook his head slightly, and sighed helplessly: "To be honest, even I myself can't figure out my life experience—whose son am I? Why did my father adopt me? What does it have to do with the emperor? Why do people always take extra care of me... In fact, like His Highness, I have kept too many things in the dark, but the third prince taught me the most important lesson—— If you know too much, you may lose your life."

"Yeah - after all, there is such a person, it really makes people feel uneasy..."

Song Zichen felt some cold sweat coming out of his back again, rubbed his forehead and gave a wry smile, then shook his head helplessly: "If I hadn't experienced these things myself, I might rather die than believe these things. How can a person be so selfish and ruthless?" To do such a thing, is it possible that his heart is made of stone?"

Mu Qiu didn't answer, just shook his head slightly, and seeing that his mood had stabilized, he led him around an alley, and then back to the main road: "Since you come out to breathe, don't say these things are annoying. Your Highness, see if there is anything you want? Even though I don’t have much money on me, I can always buy dozens of items from this stall.”

"Mu Qiu, how do you know that you can come back through this alley—are you so familiar with this alley?"

Hearing that he mentioned the money, Song Zichen quickly touched his body, only to remember how rushed he was when he came out, changed his clothes again, but forgot to bring out the money.Looking at the light smile in Mu Qiu's eyes again, he couldn't help showing a bit of embarrassment on his face, and lowered his head with a smirk: "You are still thoughtful, if one day I don't have you looking at me, I'm afraid that I won't be able to see you." I can’t even get out of the door.”

"There are people around His Highness who take care of His Highness, but His Highness never noticed it."

Mu Qiu smiled and shook his head, and didn't talk to him about it, but led him to a very inconspicuous book stall on the corner of the street, flipped through the books on it under the dim light, and groped a little. The yellowed pages of the old book brought a bit of thought into his eyes.

Song Zichen watched his movements curiously, and also leaned over to take a look, his eyes suddenly narrowed slightly, and his breathing couldn't help but stagnate.

The books on the stall were all covered with a strangely shaped red stamp.

Only then did I understand Mu Qiu's intention of dragging himself around again. I really couldn't figure out when that person noticed this unremarkable old bookstall. Song Zichen shook his head with lingering fear, and squatted obediently. Next to Mu Qiu, they followed him to look through.

"My lords, these are all decent books, none of them are damaged, and I'm sure there's not even a single typo."

The owner of the bookstall was an old man over half a hundred years old, and he said something to the two of them with a smile, and then turned the lantern brighter: "Look, if there is something you like, I will wrap it for you. The price is not high. Expensive, but there is only one thing, I hope you can treat these books well, there are spirits in the books, don't let them be damaged..."

"Old man, can I ask where you got all these books?"

Mu Qiu interrupted his words with a warm voice, and looked up at the old man in front of him, with a bit of thought in his eyes.The old man didn't expect him to ask such a question. He instinctively froze for a moment, then sighed with a wry smile: "This book is--it was read by the child, and now the child can no longer use it. Literacy, thinking of selling them to a gentleman, it is not a shame to these good characters..."

"Old man, please forgive me for offending you."

Mu Qiu straightened up and looked at him, his eyes were a little solemn, and the hand holding the book was already a little pale: "Your old son...is his surname Mu?"

As soon as his words fell, the old man's face suddenly changed, and he stood up abruptly and was about to run away.However, he was clearly reluctant to part with these books, hesitantly took a step back, and was held down by Song Zichen's arm: "Old man, don't be afraid—we are not bad people, we are—Master Mu's juniors..."

"It's gone, it's gone—there's no Master Mu, there's nothing left..."

The old man smiled wryly, shook his head vigorously, and his cloudy eyes were filled with water: "He left nothing, and left us nothing, only these books, and a sword—I also I won't live long, I don't want to take them into the grave... If the two of you really have this kind of thought, you can help the old man preserve them well, the old man will be very grateful—"

As he spoke, his body sank, and he was about to kneel down in the street.But Mu Qiu knelt down before him, holding his arm tightly with one hand: "Old man, my father's name is Taboo Chengfeng—may I ask what is the relationship with the old man..."

His breathing was a bit rapid, and there was a faint flash of water in his eyes.The old man was obviously much more excited than him, grabbed his arm, and his kind old face turned a bit grim: "What are you talking about—what's your father's name? Mu Chengfeng is my son, He is my only son, he has no descendants, someone from Beijing told me that he has no descendants..."

Before the old man's words fell, his body suddenly went limp, and he fell towards the ground.Song Zichen was taken aback, and hurriedly supported him, and caught sight of the hidden guard standing behind him: "Li Ping, what are you doing?!"

"If the commotion continues like this, people from half the street will come to join in the fun."

Li Ping responded blankly, and called two hidden guards to carry the old man onto the carriage, and the rest of the people neatly cleaned up the bookstall.Mu Qiu was still kneeling on the ground in a daze, Song Zichen failed to pull him, and was about to try to persuade the man not to worry, but the dark guard Li Ping strode over, pulling him away involuntarily. Get up: "Your body is weak, you can't kneel on the ground like this, be careful of the cold."

Mu Qiu raised his head, stared at him blankly for a while, the trance in his eyes slowly receded, and a bitter smile appeared on his face: "Uncle Feng..."

"Who—who is this again?!"

Song Zichen only felt that he had received a lot of critical blows one after another, and looked at the calm guard beside him in disbelief, and rubbed his eyes vigorously: "How could it be——I didn't notice it at all..."

"Uncle Feng's disguise technique is at its peak. If I hadn't resisted giving me the Nine-turn Resurrection Needle, I wouldn't have guessed it."

Mu Qiu smiled helplessly, and replied in a low voice.Mu Feng looked at him quietly for a while, then said in a low voice: "Since you know that I gave you an injection, you should know how critical your situation was at that time. The injection can only help you survive, but it can't help you. To help you recover, if you don't take your body seriously again, even Immortal Da Luo will not be able to save you."

"Yes... Thank you, Uncle Feng, Qiu'er remembered."

Mu Qiu leaned over and said yes, but her voice was still a bit low and in a trance.Mu Feng looked at him complicatedly for a while, and was about to turn around to leave, but suddenly the child gently grabbed his sleeve, pursed his lips, but you still couldn't bear to break away, just frowned and turned around, saying: "So what?" ok, what else is there?"

"Uncle Feng..."

Mu Qiu called him again, raised her head and quietly met his eyes.Mu Feng only felt that those eyes seemed to be extremely soft and gentle, but they were like a deep pool that people could not help but sink into. He shuddered subconsciously, and frowned to avoid his gaze: "If you have anything to say, tell me quickly." , If you delay here any longer, people will gather here."

"In the beginning...why did you give me to my father?"

Finally, his gaze confirmed a certain idea of ​​his own, Mu Qiu finally made up his mind, and asked each word in a slow voice.

Mu Feng shuddered suddenly, raised his head subconsciously and looked at him in astonishment, and after a while he realized that he had been tricked out by this child, so he sighed angrily and turned around angrily: "I am The people in Poison Valley don’t want a sick child like you—I don’t want to raise you anymore, so I threw you to your father. You have nothing to do with me, that’s all—you understand?”

What he said was too insincere, Mu Qiu looked at him for a moment, with a somewhat helpless smile in his eyes, nodded in compromise and said: "Okay, okay——Uncle Feng can say whatever... …Uncle Feng has a deep friendship with his father, and now that he has found his grandfather by chance, Uncle Feng is probably worried about it, so let's go back and see how grandfather is doing."

His tone was clearly coaxing patiently, which made Song Zichen who was beside him dumbfounded.He was about to stop that Uncle Feng before he got angry, but saw that the other party snorted coldly, and really flicked his sleeves and followed beside the car, obviously he had taken advantage of Mu Qiu's trick.