The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

The emperor walked in quickly, but unexpectedly felt a little guilty for no reason, and dared not meet the son's eyes directly.

He originally firmly believed that what he did was not wrong—he never thought of killing Mu Qiu, he just wanted to let the two children find a way to create a rift, so that they could gradually grow apart, originally thought it was indestructible feelings will gradually fade.Naturally, he would treat that child well, or keep him in the palace, or send him to a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, and give him enough gold and silver servants to make him die in peace.

He thought that this was feasible—but he never expected that the child who was always gentle as if he would never disobey the wishes of others actually had such ruthlessness to hurt others and himself.

Looking at the lifeless body lying in Song Zichen's arms, the emperor suddenly felt terrified.He had already destroyed one of that man's sons, and now he was destroying another with his own hands—this kind of knowledge made him feel cold all over his body.Instinctively took a few steps forward, wanting to see the child's situation clearly, but Song Zichen suddenly hugged Mu Qiu to protect him, and turned sideways to avoid his direction.

The emperor's outstretched hand was stuck in the middle of the road, and the little anger that was originally born turned into regret when he saw the deathly silence in the son's eyes, and it was accompanied by a fear that could never be remedied, which made him suddenly terrified. He opened his mouth and called out in a hoarse voice: "Qiu'er..."

The child didn't move, didn't even respond in the slightest.His breathing was so shallow that no trace could be seen, and he was lying quietly in his lover's arms, the pain that had not yet dissipated remained in his expression, but the corners of his lips showed a faintly relaxed arc of relief.

"Father... let him go, maybe he really can't last long, just let him go, let him go..."

Song Zichen opened his mouth in a hoarse voice, his tone finally choked up—if there was a bit of drama in the past, but now he is holding tightly in his arms to the person who told him to love with all his life, but he is unreasonable in front of him Suddenly, he could no longer bear the pain and despair that had been suppressed in his heart for too long.Carefully put Mu Qiu back on the couch, knelt down towards the father in front of him, and knocked heavily on the ground.

His forehead hit the ground heavily, bringing rough and heavy pain, but he didn't seem to notice it at all.He just kowtowed to the father in front of him again and again - he almost never begged anyone like this, even his father who seemed to be omnipotent.But this time it really scared him, he finally realized in a trance that if his father wanted to take Mu Qiu away from him, he would hardly be able to resist.

Such fear made it difficult for him to hold back, and finally turned into hatred that turned from embarrassment into anger.These days, he stayed behind closed doors and stayed by Mu Qiu's side every step of the way. He said that he was worried and afraid, but there was also an element of anger.He didn't dare to let go, and he didn't want to let go—he didn't know how to convey his thoughts to his father, so he instinctively chose the one that hurt others and himself the most.

Mu Qiu has always seen the most clearly, and I don't know how worried I am when I see his situation in my eyes these days-but that person always just smiles lightly as if he doesn't know anything , Wen Sheng was talking with him, just for fun, for fear of putting any more pressure on him.That's why that person has been suppressing the poison all the time. He would rather lose his legs and be unable to walk than to be poisoned in front of him...

This kind of hindsight cognition caused him a lot of pain in his heart.

"Get up—get up!"

The emperor was stunned by his sudden prostration, and after a moment of delay, the stubborn son actually kowtowed more than ten times in a row, and his forehead was covered with bloodstains.The emperor felt a severe colic in his heart, and he pulled him up involuntarily, and his tone was a little angry: "In your heart, I am a villain who wants to force you to death—isn't it! I am going to kill you!" If you break up, I will drive you to death, no matter how painful you are... Is it possible that my heart is made of stone!"

Song Zichen didn't say a word, but was pulled up by him silently and staggered to his feet.The emperor was almost too angry to speak, took a few quick breaths, and then his voice suddenly became hoarse: "You know—I'm just afraid... I'm afraid that if Qiu'er lives soon, you will be sad. After taking that seat, Qiu'er will have nowhere to turn to...Since that's the case, why not—"

"What's better, why don't you just ask Father to cause us two to have misunderstandings and suspicions, and then torture and doubt each other day after day, and finally cool that heart?"

Song Zichen suddenly opened his mouth, and a cold light flashed in his eyes: "If that's the case, wouldn't we still have to separate in the end—what's the difference! Calling Mu Qiu to be so heartbroken, and what's the difference..."

"What do you know—do you know what kind of suffering it must be to watch your lover die!"

The emperor finally couldn't bear it anymore and interrupted him sharply.After all, he is partial to his son - he has already understood the fact that the child will not live long, so he wants to find a way to separate him from the son.Only such a desperate separation will make this stubborn son come out completely. If he is asked to watch Mu Qiu die with his own eyes, the pain and suffering will be like an indestructible cage, and he will never be able to break free in this life. of.

Song Zichen stared at him steadfastly, took a few short breaths, shook his head with difficulty and said, "Father... aren't you just telling your son to watch it now?"

He has seen it more than once, how many times that person has wandered between life and death, and every time he seems to be fighting back and forth in the gate of hell.He didn't understand his father, but his father obviously couldn't understand him either - they were different people.He would never do what his father did to Mu Qiu's father, but his father still didn't seem to realize this.

If that's the case - the scheming they expended today and the punishment Mu Qiu suffered today would be completely useless.

Only then did the emperor remember his original intention, shuddered suddenly, and grabbed his wrist: "What happened to Qiu'er...... Is there any danger?"

Song Zichen only felt very tired in his heart, and he really didn't have any experience to speak again, but kowtowed silently again, went back to the couch, supported the man in his arms, and carefully wiped the blood stains on him.The emperor never got angry, he just frowned and waved to the imperial physicians behind him, one of the imperial physicians hurried up and carefully examined the pulse for a long time before his face turned completely pale: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty..."

He didn't say the result, but the emperor had already vaguely understood what was going on.Shaking his head and interrupting his words, he sighed heavily, and walked slowly towards the son: "It's my fault, I made a mistake that I can never make up for... Father, I know I was wrong."

He said three sentences in a row, causing Song Zichen's heart to move suddenly. He raised his head in a daze, and suddenly found that the father in front of him seemed to be a few minutes older than he remembered.

But he still didn't know what to say—it was just that inexplicable grievances and despair came to his heart together, making him so painful that he couldn't breathe.Is it too late to know the mistake now?After all, that person's body has suffered irreversible damage, and now he is almost walking on thin ice on the cliff. Why did he wait until this time to get his father's acknowledgment?

For this sentence, Mu Qiu has almost paid the price with his life...

"Okay, stop crying."

Seeing him bursting into tears, the emperor's eyes became softer and softer. He sighed softly, tried the tears for him, and signaled the imperial doctor to treat the wound on his forehead properly: "I... admit it, I admit it. It's selfish... Now that the court is in turmoil, none of your brothers are useful, I was anxious to ask you to take up this burden, but unexpectedly, it backfired..."

"Royal father... I don't want to be anything, I just want to guard Mu Qiu."

Song Zichen shook his head, replied in a low voice, his tone finally softened, and he held the man's hand even tighter: "Mu Qiu's situation is not good right now, and I dare not leave half a step away... Today is just a day. Thinking about the last court, this incident happened again, if it happens again, I don't want to live anymore."

He spoke plainly, neither angry nor threatening, which caused the emperor's heart to tighten suddenly.But he didn't dare to provoke him anymore, so he could only coax him patiently: "It's not that if you don't go out, you can't do anything - I stay in the palace all day, don't I also handle government affairs as usual? If you don't I would like to separate from him, so I will take him to the Prince's Mansion together, and you will also receive my imperial conferment at the mansion... When Mu Qiu recovers, I will give you the crown prince's conferment ceremony, isn't that okay?"

"W-what?"

Song Zichen was just listening to his words distractedly at first, but he couldn't hide his astonishment when he heard it later, he frowned and raised his head in astonishment - he naturally had this plan, but he really didn't expect that this incident would happen in this place. On this occasion, being uplifted by his father in such a reasonable tone, it seems that they have been discussing for a long time, but there is only one final decision.

Seeing that his eyes had finally become a little more lively, the emperor breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a helpless smile: "I have been planning this for the past few days, but I just waited for a suitable opportunity—you brat, you always don't like me." Even if you show up, I can’t just announce it directly in the courtroom. It’s so easy that you came today, but before you could go to the court, you ran back in a hurry, and I had no choice but to chase it all the way back... You can be the prince if you want to, or you don’t want to Be it too. Let me tell you frankly, there is no choice now, whether it is you or Father, this is the only way left to go."