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Song Zichen lowered his head and remained silent for a while, finally nodded, and replied in a low voice: "Yes, I know..."

"It's good to know... I still have something to do today, I can't stay long, so I won't talk to you anymore."

The emperor nodded, sighed very lightly, patted him on the shoulder, and pressed him apologetically: "Don't blame the emperor, Mu Qiu woke up and sent someone to tell me, okay?"

Song Zichen nodded silently, and bowed respectfully.The emperor didn't ask him to get up, but he nodded slightly and pulled his sleeves back to stand up: "I'm afraid you don't have much thought now—as soon as Mu Qiu wakes up, I will send someone to pass the decree. In any case, save this little face for the royal family, remember?" ?”

"Father——you say that, it's really frustrating..."

Unexpectedly, my rivalry these days has left such a deep shadow on my father, Song Zichen gave a helpless wry smile, pursed his lips and said helplessly: "Listening to what my father said, it seems that I gave the crown prince to my son. You still have to put on airs and refuse to accept it, if it spreads out, maybe it will be called something."

"I'm really worried about this—it seems that you still make sense anyway, so I'm relieved."

Finally seeing him showing some smiles, the emperor couldn't help but feel relieved, he sighed helplessly, and hurriedly left the palace with his people.As soon as he stopped, Peng Feigui quickly walked up to him: "My lord—you should punch me, I think I might be dreaming..."

Song Zichen tidied up Mu Qiu's clothes in an orderly manner. Hearing this, he glanced at him and punched him half angrily and half amusedly: "Are you awake?"

"woke up."

Peng Feigui rubbed his shoulders and grinned his teeth, couldn't help but gasped: "It's true - I just thought the emperor was here to visit a sick man, why if I was not careful, I can only call you His Highness the Crown Prince from now on..."

Song Zichen was not in such a good mood, holding Mu Qiu's bloody clothes in silence for a while, then lowered his eyes and said slowly, "I didn't expect that either."

"My lord—what's the matter?"

Seeing that his expression was not happy, Peng Fei finally felt something was wrong.Seeing Mu Qiu's paleness and weakness that didn't seem fake, some ominous thoughts suddenly came to his mind: "Your Highness—what's wrong with Mu Qiu?"

"The Sansheng Wangchuan he suppressed had a toxic attack, and passed out from the pain..."

Song Zichen's eyes darkened, and he answered in a low voice, and changed Mu Qiu's clothes neatly.In this short period of time, the man's cold sweat had completely soaked his clothes, which made him feel uncomfortable and nervous, and he couldn't feel the slightest excitement and joy: "Go and invite the imperial doctor to see if you can use some medicine." What kind of analgesic medicine, I'm afraid the pain will take a while—"

"Your Highness, there is no need..."

The person in his arms suddenly moved, and interjected very softly.Song Zichen's eyes lit up, he quickly pulled him into his arms, and asked repeatedly: "Are you awake? It's not too bad, where does it hurt—"

Mu Qiu weakly moved the corner of his lower lip, shook his head lightly, took a few breaths before saying again: "Actually, I woke up early... I just haven't had the strength to speak—"

He tried his best to keep his tone steady, but there was still some uncontrollable trembling.Naturally, Song Zichen would not let go of those subtle signs, his heart tightened, and he carefully embraced the person in his arms: "Mu Qiu, don't hold on...does it hurt a lot? I don't feel well anywhere, I call the doctor Will some medicine prescribed by the government be useful?"

"I don't want to take medicine..."

Mu Qiu showed some self-willedness on a rare occasion, pursed his lips and turned his head away, and replied in a low voice.Song Zichen was a little dumbfounded for a moment, and patiently wiped off his cold sweat gently, and said softly, "Just ask them to prepare some painkillers, just to stop the pain... okay? You hurt so much It's so powerful, I can't always stand up like this..."

Seeing that these two people had entered the state of being alone again, Peng Feigui also knew that he might not be able to do anything for him in a short time, so he had no choice but to suppress the doubts in his heart, and quietly moved towards the door.But when he got to the door, he heard Mu Qiu's still low voice: "Brother Peng..."

"Hey, I'm here. Just keep your voice down, I can hear you clearly."

Peng Feigui dashed over in one stride, saving his opponent's energy as much as possible.Mu Qiu was taken aback by him, smiled helplessly, coughed twice and said in a low voice: "Your Highness—it is not suitable to take the position of prince..."

"why?"

Peng Feigui couldn't help being startled, and subconsciously looked at Song Zichen, only to find that the latter's eyes were also solemn.Mu Qiu closed his eyes, seemed to be trying to gather his mind, then coughed a few times and said slowly: "The Spring Festival is coming soon, if His Highness takes this seat, he will replace the Emperor and go to Mount Tai to sacrifice..."

Peng Fei couldn't stop shivering, and only then did he understand what the emperor meant so eagerly for Song Zichen to take over the crown prince.For a moment he was in doubt, and he frowned and was about to speak, but was suddenly awakened by a stern gaze.The question that was almost out of my mouth turned around and went back, coughed lightly and said in a low voice: "I see, you must keep the matter of waking up completely secret, and how long it can be delayed——I will pretend that I don't know anything and go back , you take a good rest, and when you recover, ask someone to tell me what to do, okay?"

Mu Qiu seemed to have noticed the tricks of the two, but Naihe was in so much pain that he couldn't say anything.He could only twitch the corners of his mouth weakly, nodded slightly, and then closed his eyes wearily.

Song Zichen winked, Peng Feigui nodded in understanding, stood up and retreated, and thoughtfully helped close the door.Seeing how powerful he was, Song Zichen quickly looked at the person in his arms who couldn't stop trembling for a while, and there was some unconcealable anxiety and worry in his eyes: "Mu Qiu, what's wrong—tell me, okay? Don't hold back." Come on, tell me..."

"pain……"

Mu Qiu sighed very softly, and finally a vague sigh escaped from his pale and blood-short lips.

Song Zichen's heart twitched when he heard it, and he wanted to hug the person in his arms tightly, but he didn't dare to do it.Carefully wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, couldn't help but whispered: "Mu Qiu, how long will this pain last? Let's take some medicine, there must be some way—"

"Three days of drunkenness are useless, so there is no need to count on Mafeisan..."

Mu Qiu smiled helplessly, took a breath, and replied softly, and shook his Highness's hand with difficulty: "Don't worry, Your Highness—it won't be too long, it's only an hour or so, just bear with it..."

Seeing that he could still laugh like this, Song Zichen's eyes felt wet and salty, he nodded slightly, and slowly rubbed his chest for him: "Where is the pain? Is the chest tight? Wouldn't it be better?"

The moderate force of rubbing actually relieved the dull tenderness in the chest, and the warm heat was transmitted to the chest along the palm, causing Mu Qiu's brows which were tightly furrowed because of the pain to relax for a moment, revealing an extremely clear, shallow and soft face. smile.

Caught off guard by that soft smile, Song Zichen blinked his eyes, blinked away the fog in front of his eyes, and carefully kissed his forehead: "Mu Qiu, it's okay, it will be fine in a while, everything will be fine ...It won't hurt in a while, ah."

Meeting his gaze, Mu Qiu smiled again, pulled his sleeve and tugged lightly: "Your Highness, don't be angry with the Emperor, he meant it well..."

"I know Father's intentions are good, otherwise he wouldn't have specifically told me that you would ask me to pick up the prince when you wake up - he just wanted to release the news and was frightened by me, Don't dare to set us up again..."

Song Zichen had a clear heart, sighed very softly, pulled him into his arms, and leaned back tiredly on the side of the couch: "I always hoped that I could see through these things, and when I really see through, I will know the truth in my heart." How helpless it will be—Mu Qiu, you have been seeing this clearly, don't you feel tired?"

"Sometimes I feel it too, but I don't feel tired after thinking about His Highness asking me to worry about it."

Mu Qiu smiled faintly and replied softly.Song Zichen was helplessly ridiculed by him, shook his head and smiled wryly, leaned over and kissed the corner of his lips as if punishing him: "I think you're not feeling well today—if you dare to take the opportunity to bully me next time, it's not so easy to fool me." It's gone."

Mu Qiu's face turned pale unconsciously, and he looked away and answered yes in a low voice.Only then was Song Zichen satisfied, and covered the quilt for him again, brushed his hair and said softly, "Can you still sleep? If you can't sleep, we can talk, and it won't hurt anymore."

After a while, the pain seemed to have dissipated a lot.There was some surprise in Mu Qiu's eyes, and he looked up at him, with a rare and innocent expression, which made Song Zichen's Adam's apple twitch slightly, but he could only suppress the throbbing in his heart, and leaned forward to peck him. Lips without blood: "What's wrong? Why does this expression suddenly..."

"Sansheng Wangchuan, it seems that it is not unsolvable..."

Mu Qiu shook his head and replied in a low voice.Song Zichen couldn't help being slightly startled, his heart was suddenly filled with unbelievable ecstasy, he took a quick breath, looked at him cautiously and said, "How to explain——Mu Qiu, have you figured out something?"

"Sansheng Wangchuan and Zui Hongchen are mutually exclusive, and all their characteristics are also opposite."

Mu Qiu frowned slightly, lowered his eyes in thought, pondered for a moment before arriving again: "Emotion is a taboo in the drunken world, but for Sansheng Wangchuan, it may be a good way to detoxify..."

What he said was vague, but Song Zichen obviously understood.There was a sudden flash of light in his eyes, and he grabbed the person in his arms: "Mu Qiu—does it mean that as long as we are together, you will be fine? Why don't we try to go further, maybe Then what, the poison doesn't matter—"

"..."

Mu Qiu's face suddenly turned bloody, and he looked at him unbearably, and suddenly turned to the wall: "No, now I think—maybe I'm thinking too much..."