The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

"What's the matter, are you in a bad mood?"

Sensing that something seemed wrong with that person today, Song Zichen couldn't help but feel a little worried. He shook his hand, looked at his expression, frowned slightly and said softly: "If you feel uncomfortable, take a rest for a while. If you feel uncomfortable If you’re not happy, let’s go out for a walk, so we won’t be bored here, okay?”

"Your Highness, I may as well..."

Looking at the worry in his eyes, Mu Qiu realized that his state today seemed particularly wrong.He hurriedly pulled himself out of his thoughts, shook his head helplessly and smiled, but his chest was suddenly empty, he couldn't help but raised his hand and pressed it, and his complexion turned pale again.

"Mu Qiu, are you feeling unwell? What's the matter—don't hold back, just tell me..."

Song Zichen's heart tightened, he quickly hugged him, and asked anxiously.Mu Qiu just frowned slightly and shook his head slightly, clenched his chest with one hand, took a few breaths, and then said in a hoarse voice: "Your Highness—do you feel any discomfort?"

"Me? There never was—but what's wrong with the secret way?!"

Song Zichen's gaze tightened suddenly, and the hand that held him trembled slightly nervously.But Mu Qiu just smiled helplessly, leaned into his arms and shook his head lightly, then slowed down his voice and said, "No...there is something strange in there, I don't know what to do, how dare His Highness be involved... It was the hidden guard——I kept him according to Uncle Feng's wishes, but now, I'm afraid I was a little careless..."

Hearing that his voice was getting lower and lower, Song Zichen didn't care too much, carefully supported him, got up hastily, and went to call the doctor.But as soon as he went out, he caught sight of the hidden guard kneeling at the door. Although he didn't speak immediately, there was already a bit of gloomyness in his eyes.

"Young Master Mu is fine, please don't worry, my lord."

The hidden guard spoke in a low voice, but before he could continue, he was kicked to the ground by Song Zichen, grabbing his collar and resisting forcefully: "What did you do to him, is it Song Zixuan's intention?"

"Yes, the Third Highness wants to talk to Mr. Mu, but Mr. Mu disagrees, but he will inevitably feel a little uncomfortable."

The dark guard lowered his eyes and spoke in a calm voice, causing Song Zichen to feel some intense anger in his heart, but instinctively felt that this matter seemed very strange, so he had to take a deep breath to suppress his anger, and said in a slightly lower voice : "What's going on - if you don't understand, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"My lord, please don't worry, Mr. Mu didn't get sick or poisoned this time, it's just that he was aroused by the dream, so he was a little depressed."

The hidden guard was released by him, and he knelt back respectfully, bowed his head and said in a slow voice: "My lord doesn't know, this incense is called 'Xinzi Chenghui', it is lit all year round in the emperor's bedroom, and it is said that it has a sleeping fragrance. In fact, it is just that people are trapped in dreams all night, but when they wake up, they don’t know it, so they think they have slept all night.”

"So—Royal Father, he actually..."

Song Zichen's heart sank, but he felt more and more uneasy, and took a step forward and said coldly: "What does this have to do with Mu Qiu? Could it be that he just said a few words to his father, and it will still affect us until now?" ?!"

"That's not the case. This 'heart word turns to ashes' will only start to happen when people's minds are shaken. Mr. Mu's mood changes before, and it is also because of this fragrance-but this time the third prince aroused the depression in his heart, naturally. It is even more difficult to avoid thinking in his heart. As long as Mr. Mu does not untangle his knot, the more he is entangled, the more chaotic and drowsy he will be, and he will not even wake up from sleep."

The dark guard told the situation slowly, but what he said made Song Zichen secretly startled, clenched his fists and said coldly: "Since you already knew, why didn't you say it!"

"Lord Mu left me behind. He only asked me to rescue Mr. Mu when his life was at stake. He didn't ask me to intervene too much in normal times. Mr. Mu's life is not in danger now, so I don't have to interfere."

The dark guard lowered his eyes and responded indifferently, and gave another respectful salute, then stood up and looked at him and said: "I have received the kindness of the Third Highness, although I am annoyed that he is ruthless and brotherly, but I must repay the past Kindness. This time, I have nothing to do with him when he is passing the message for him. If the prince still can't believe me, drive me away or simply be executed as a traitor, I have no complaints."

Song Zichen stared at him for a long while, then turned around without saying a word, and strode into the room.

Mu Qiu's condition seemed to be getting better, she closed her eyes and leaned against the side of the couch, there was still an unconcealable tiredness between her brows, but at least she no longer had the worrisome weakness as before.Song Zichen breathed a sigh of relief, walked over cautiously, and gently embraced him in his arms: "Mu Qiu...is he better?"

"It's better—as expected, as long as you don't get entangled in those past events, you won't be so sad..."

Mu Qiu nodded slightly, opened his eyes and looked at him, his eyes were full of warmth and clarity, then shook his head and said with a helpless smile: "I misunderstood Uncle Feng, as expected, I shouldn't always think too much. When Uncle comes back, will I be so angry that I add Coptis chinensis to four catties?"

"How can I blame you, you are just too nervous about me, so you think more about it."

Song Zichen pulled him into his arms, rubbed against his neck twice, and struggled a little in his eyes: "Mu Qiu, can you really let go of those things?"

"I have no idea……"

Mu Qiu rubbed his forehead, couldn't help but let out a wry smile, shook his head and sighed softly: "The thoughts in my heart can't be thought of if I don't want to - but I always think that I can't think about it, but I always think about it from time to time. Can't help but think about it."

"It's true, every time I don't want to think of something, I can't help but keep thinking about it. In the end, I'm so worried that I want to dig out my brain and bury it."

Song Zichen shook his head discouragedly, muttered something in a low voice, and pursed his lips again, then raised his head to look at him with determination and said, "Mu Qiu, would you like to tell me—what is going on in your heart? What do you think of Song Zixuan?"

"I-?"

Mu Qiu couldn't help being slightly startled, and subconsciously responded, the hand hanging on the side of the couch instinctively trembled, and was firmly and gently clenched by the other hand: "Don't worry, it doesn't matter what you say—the grievance between me and him It's a matter between the two of us. You should have your own ideas, and we may not be able to reach an agreement, but it should be clear to each other."

"Your Highness is right..."

Looking at his firm and gentle gaze, the complex expression in Mu Qiu's eyes gradually warmed up, she nodded with a smile, closed her eyes and sighed softly: "It's just—it's not that I don't want to tell His Highness frankly, it's just that I really don't understand what I'm thinking... If he wasn't the only son of my adoptive father, I wouldn't have any more compassion and tolerance for him, but he is my father's only blood after all, and maybe the emperor is the same It is because of this that it has been a long time since he was unable to attack him..."

"But it is precisely because of this that he becomes more and more rampant and greedy. He will definitely kill anyone who doesn't agree with him."

Why didn't Song Zichen understand the bitterness in his heart, sighed very softly, slowly massaged his legs for him, and said softly, "Sometimes when I think about it carefully, I really have murderous intentions towards him. When I found out that he was not my biological brother. Before that, no matter how much I hated him and how much I wanted revenge, I never dared to think about it—so the two of us are actually the same, but It’s just that the positions are reversed, I can naturally understand your feelings.”

"Your Highness has always been more decisive than me, before and now."

Mu Qiu couldn't help smiling, raised his hand to land on the top of his head, and rubbed it lightly twice: "Your Highness is different from me—His Highness's love and hatred are very simple, because of simplicity, so there are not so many entanglements and struggles. Yes. If you’re right, you’re right, and if you’re wrong, you’ll just go straight to the dark… Although I’ve never said it before, I’ve always envied His Highness’s simple and fiery disposition.”

"Mu Qiu—I think these words are probably a compliment to me, but I always feel that you are still trying to hurt me in different ways."

Song Zichen honestly let him rub his head, raised his head and muttered in frustration, and met those gentle and peaceful eyes: "You have always considered more than me, and you are more considerate than me. If you hadn't , I’ve been tricked to the point where I’m dying, so what’s so good about having a temper like mine?”

"I don't know, maybe—it's just envy."

Mu Qiu smiled helplessly, shook his head lightly, and replied in a gentle voice, with a slight wry smile in his eyes: "To the third prince, I also had murderous intentions at the beginning—especially when I saw His Highness being raped by him. When I was humiliated and imprisoned, even when I was about to lose my life, I did have those thoughts... If I could really save His Highness at that time, I would definitely do it even if I was unfilial. Just plead guilty..."

"Mu Qiu, you are not allowed to talk nonsense - if you have to take his life, I would rather raise him until he dies of old age in peace."

Song Zichen grabbed his wrist, frowned and said in a low voice, a flash of intense hatred flashed in his eyes, and he hid all of it in his eyes: "Mu Qiu, you are no longer responsible for him... If you really want to give your father an explanation, just wait for me. The two of us will go to the Naihe Bridge together, go to plead guilty together, and explain what happened all these years together - okay?"

"Okay, then His Highness will give the betrothal gift by the way. In the next life, let's just vote for a doll to marry."

Mu Qiu couldn't help laughing, and replied solemnly, but what he said made Song Zichen's eyes widen in astonishment, and he nodded vigorously, dumbfounded: "Okay, okay, I think this is a good idea—just be sure to look at it." My father-in-law, don't let him be scared away by us..."