The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

"Your Highness..."

Mu Qiu couldn't help being slightly startled, turned his head subconsciously, and met the calm and gentle eyes of his highness: "Mu Qiu, don't worry—your body is still very weak, you need to replenish your vitality. You have just been seriously ill Once, people said that illness comes like a mountain and goes away like a thread, how can you be so impatient?"

The strength in that hand was just right, Mu Qiu was supported by him and took two sips of tea, a little water flashed in his eyes, but he still smiled and nodded lightly: "Your Highness is right——I shouldn't be like this!" hurry……"

"Actually, it's good for you to be anxious. Every time you compete with food, you forget that you have a bad appetite, and you can always eat a few more bites."

Song Zichen shook his head with a chuckle, and replied solemnly.Mu Qiu couldn't help being slightly stunned, and subconsciously opened his eyes slightly, but the other party took the opportunity to come over and kiss the corner of his lower lip, and his face turned slightly red: "Your Highness, don't mess around—"

"No nonsense, I just want to kiss you... Seeing you in my arms so well makes me feel happy in my heart."

Song Zichen shook his head with a smile, hugged him to sit more comfortably, picked some of his favorite dishes and poured them into the bowl, changed the spoon and scooped up a spoonful with the rice, and gently pressed against his lips: "Eat more, you will have strength when you are full, and you will get better as soon as possible, don't you think?"

Mu Qiu lowered his eyes slightly, his eyes warmed up, and obediently opened his mouth to eat the spoonful of food.Seeing that he had a rare appetite, Song Zichen didn't dare to push him too fast. He just led him to chat while feeding him, and unknowingly he also ate half of the bowl, which made him feel happy. Kissed the man's cheek: "That's great, Mu Qiu——if you can always eat like this, you will get better soon."

"According to what His Highness said, people in the world don't need to take medicine even if they are sick, they just need to eat."

Mu Qiu couldn't help laughing, shook his head helplessly, and replied softly.Song Zichen just looked at him confidently, turned his head and said seriously: "Who told you that eating is much more difficult than taking medicine? Every time it takes a long time to take a bite of food, it's not like drinking medicine, I can't wait to swallow it in one gulp , it’s much happier than drinking.”

"It's just because the medicine is too bitter. If you don't drink it as soon as possible, the longer you delay it, the harder it will be to drink..."

Mu Qiu smiled and coughed lightly, and replied warmly.Song Zichen couldn't help but think of those weird smells before, but he didn't feel a little lingering fear, and nodded vigorously: "That's right—especially the medicine that Uncle Feng prepared is almost not for people to eat..."

"If Your Highness says that, even I can't be counted as a human being."

Mu Qiu smiled helplessly, shook his head slightly, and sat up a little while supporting himself: "By the way, Your Highness—Uncle Feng said that he will be away for a while, and the defense of the mansion may need to be adjusted. Now that we If we choose the rapid retreat, there is no guarantee that the third prince will not take the opportunity to kill us all, no matter what, we should pay attention to some arrangements."

"Don't worry, I-"

Song Zichen subconsciously wanted to take over the work so that the man could rest at ease.When the words came to his lips, he paused again, and after a little thought, he said again: "Alright, then I will ask some of their leaders to come and listen to your dispatch. You only need to direct them, and leave the supervisory work to me. It's going to go wrong."

"I want to arrange for His Royal Highness's guard, not military defense, what is His Highness supervising..."

Mu Qiu couldn't help laughing out loud, lightly patted the back of Song Zichen's hand, and joked warmly.Only then did Song Zichen come to his senses, and couldn't help but feel slightly embarrassed. He rubbed his nose and laughed, "I'm used to it... I'm used to it... Don't worry about these insignificant things, we—"

Only halfway through his words, a servant's voice suddenly came from outside: "No, no, General Peng, you can't go in—"

Although it was not surprising that Peng Feigui would kill him, he did not expect the opponent's movements to be so fast.Song Zichen subconsciously protected Mu Qiu from behind, and just as he was about to get up, the door was suddenly pushed open by someone outside: "My lord, what the hell are you messing around with?!"

The servant chased after him panting, and saw that he had pushed open the door, but he didn't know what to do, he just stood aside with his head down in a daze.Meeting Peng Feigui with questioning eyes, Song Zichen's expression faded inch by inch, and he lowered his eyes and chuckled: "I don't want to do it anymore, isn't my attitude expressive enough?"

"To this day, is it that you can quit if you want to? Obviously—"

Peng Feigui's stomach was agitated by him, and he was about to continue talking, but his eyes suddenly fell on Mu Qiu who was behind him.His body trembled suddenly, and the words were stuck in the middle of the way before he could say them, his eyes were somewhat bewildered, he looked back and forth, and his complexion suddenly turned pale.

"What kind of expression do you have? It's bad luck to see it - go out, Mu Qiu is still weak, let me explain to you clearly."

Song Zichen glanced at him coldly, a stern look flashed across his eyes, but his tone was still relaxed and ordinary.Awakened by the sharpness in that look, Peng Feigui gritted his teeth and suppressed the anxiety in his heart. He turned around and went out obediently. Song Zichen then stood up and kissed the man's forehead lightly: "Mu Qiu, I'll go out and talk to him." Say a few words and be back in a while."

"Your Highness finished speaking with General Peng, can you ask General Peng to come over again? I also have something to say to him..."

Mu Qiu nodded, and asked another question in a gentle voice.Song Zichen didn't want to agree, met his gaze, but couldn't say no to refuse, so he nodded slightly: "Okay - I'll call him in later, your spleen and stomach are weak, digest your food first, don't be in a hurry Lie down. If you are sleepy, you can rest on a soft pillow for a while, okay?"

Mu Qiu didn't say much, just nodded slightly with a smile.Only then did Song Zichen heave a sigh of relief, and straightened the bedding on the couch for him before turning around and leaving in a hurry.

As soon as he went out, his eyes quickly sank, and he punched the person outside the door.

Peng Fei didn't even move, he gritted his teeth and received his punch, clenched his fist and said in a low voice: "My lord, I don't know—how could it be so fast?! Mu Qiu has internal strength. The time will be almost up, why suddenly..."

"Father found out about us, and used some tricks 'for my own good'..."

Song Zichen smiled lightly, his eyes were full of mocking coldness, he turned around and took a few steps, his eyes were blurred: "Feigui, I know you have done a lot for me—I am also very happy." I'm sorry... I didn't expect these things to happen. I didn't expect that if I want to seize the throne, if I want to get to that position, I have to abandon the people around me. I can't give up, so I just don't want anything. Here I am I have no regrets in my heart, I just let you down..."

"My lord, please don't talk about this—we are willing to follow you from the beginning, that is, because of the differences in you from other princes. If this kind of temper is not enough, we would rather watch you withdraw from the competition than I just watched helplessly that the lord whom I helped up turned into a cold-blooded monster who only knows selfishness."

Peng Feigui replied in a low voice, but his expression was never relieved, on the contrary, he frowned even more, and his voice couldn't help being hoarse: "It's just——Your Highness, can you tell me clearly, what stage Mu Qiu has reached... "

Hearing his question, Song Zichen's body couldn't help trembling, and his eyes flashed a little sadly.But he just quietly looked back at Peng Feigui, without saying a word.

"I understand……"

Peng Feigui staggered two steps back, and leaned against the edge of the pavilion pillar without strength.Song Zichen just shook his head, clenched his fists and said in a low voice: "Uncle Feng said that there is still a turning point, as long as you live well and find the antidote for drunken mortals in time... As long as it is not in the final stage, I will never take it lightly." Let me give up. Even if I don't go grab that seat, Song Zixuan's life is decided for me. If one day I really can't keep Mu Qiu, I will kill Song Zixuan first, and then accompany him on the road."

His tone was unknowingly ruthless, but Peng Feigui just looked at him quietly, and said softly after a long while: "I can understand your mood, it's not too much for you to do this, if I were in your situation , will also do the same - but I still want to tell you something, I have already found out that the person who poisoned my mother that time should be the eldest prince's mother and concubine. This time it may be him, but if it is true In that case...do you understand what I mean?"

Song Zichen couldn't help but frowned, but didn't answer immediately.Peng Feigui just looked at him patiently, and sighed very lightly: "That's it... If at the end, if you don't come out, only the third prince can get that seat, what will you do?"

After being so bluntly exposed by him, Song Zichen subconsciously clenched his fists, looked sideways and refused to speak.Peng Feigui sighed heavily, shook his head helplessly, turned around and was about to leave, but was grabbed by the arm by Song Zichen: "Don't leave yet, Mu Qiu wants to see you."

"Mu Qiu—want to see me?"

Peng Feigui couldn't help being slightly startled, subconsciously stopped, but couldn't help laughing wryly, and shook his head helplessly: "To tell you the truth, at this time, I actually don't want to see him at all—seeing his weak appearance , and I am powerless, this feeling reminds me of when I sent my mother away..."

Even though he said that, he still walked back, stood at the door and calmed down for a moment, and then gently opened the door.

Mu Qiu was sitting on the edge of the couch, looking at him with a smile, with a calm and gentle expression.Other than the overly pale complexion and slightly rapid and shallow breathing, it was almost impossible to see any weakness and fatigue that belonged to a seriously ill person.

Peng Feigui took a breath, calmed down a little, then closed the door and walked towards him.