The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

In the end, Mu Qiu couldn't express his true attitude towards that person, but Song Zichen never asked further.She just pulled him and said some relaxing words, seeing that he couldn't hide his tiredness, she carefully hugged him and fell on the couch, and waited for him to fall asleep before getting up and leaving.

Sitting in the house for a long while, the pile of paperwork can't be read no matter what.Seeing that it was getting late, Song Zichen finally pushed away the scroll in front of him suddenly, brushed his sleeves and got up, and without asking anyone to prepare the carriage, he took a few hidden guards and got on the horse and went out.

In the third prince's residence, Song Zixuan had been waiting in the hall for a long time.

"Sure enough—it's not because of Mu Qiu now, it's really not easy for me to meet your younger brother."

Seeing his gloomy expression, Song Zixuan smiled, took a sip of tea, and signaled him to come and sit down.Song Zichen just stood still, staring at him quietly for a while, and finally said in a deep voice, "Who is your younger brother, you should know better than me."

"It seems that you already know it. I should have known that he is unreliable."

His identity was exposed by his words, but Song Zixuan didn't seem to be surprised. He just lowered his eyes and smiled faintly, but his tone was indifferent: "Sure enough, the one I picked up is not familiar with it, and I can't remember the kindness no matter what..."

"Are you talking about yourself?"

Looking at the elder brother who was already very unfamiliar in front of him, Song Zichen's murderous aura was fleeting in his eyes, and finally he couldn't suppress the fierce hatred in his chest: "What does Emperor Father owe you, and what does Mu Qiu owe you? Why do you have to chase after him?" As long as they don't stop dying, do you mean that everyone who slightly blocks your broad avenue must be eliminated by you? Now that I'm standing here, when do you plan to kill me?"

"Your life is not in a hurry—you are the only younger brother who has made me feel a little warm and cold. No matter what, I am an older brother. I will find a way to deal with you in the end."

Song Zixuan responded in a low voice without haste, his expression still annoyed and meaningless: "Your father forced my father to death, and Mu Qiu's fake son took all my father's care, and in the end he didn't even care about it." Ken helped me a little for my father's sake. If you were me, wouldn't you be kinder to them?"

"Bullshit—is your heart really made of stone!"

Even though he had already completely given up on this person, Song Zichen couldn't help being annoyed by his words, and gritted his teeth and sternly drank.Forcibly suppressing the anger for a while, he lowered his voice and said: "Could it be that you only remember what others owe you, but don't remember how they protected you? If it wasn't because the father felt ashamed of you, wouldn't you You will be told to do so many bastard things that should be punished according to your crime, but you are still only locked up. If Mu Qiu hadn't taken care of your father, how could he have tolerated you so far—even you forced him to obey Drop that drunken mortal!"

"Did I force him? You were the one who handed him the medicine back then—I was very proud at that time. My brother can be so vicious at such a young age, and he will surely become a generation of heroes in the future."

Song Zixuan chuckled, and responded disapprovingly, but the words he said were like poisonous snakes, wrapping around Song Zichen's body with a dense chill, causing him a sudden chill in his heart.

He couldn't refute it—it was always, no matter how Mu Qiu explained it, no matter how many times he recalled what happened back then, what Song Zixuan said was an irrefutable fact.

After all, this is the evil fate created by him.

As if seeing the wavering in his heart, Song Zixuan raised his eyebrows and sneered, and suddenly got up and approached him, and said in a cold voice: "You are just because you were too stupid before, but you took advantage of it later—— You can do this kind of thing, it shows that you have the same ruthlessness and ruthlessness hidden in your heart, but the means are too low, and you have never used your brain. Now I am in this situation, is it because you forced me Got it? If you can force me, why can’t you force your father, the Mu Qiu who forced you—”

Before he could finish his words, he was suddenly punched in the face by the opponent.

Song Zixuan was not good at boxing and kicking, so he let out a low snort, staggered and fell down.Song Zichen's chest heaved violently a few times, he looked down at the person lying on the ground, and finally his tone became completely cold: "Forget it - I want to take this seat, just to kill you, it's as simple as that. You can make as much trouble as you like, and sooner or later I will recover all the original debts, and by then, you'd better stay in this disgusting state."

After that, he turned around and left without looking back, but Song Zixuan's mocking voice suddenly came from behind him: "You came to see me, didn't you mean to take me to see him? You're leaving now." , how do you explain it to him?"

Song Zichen subconsciously stopped, and after a moment of silence, he said softly: "I never promised anything to Mu Qiu, and it was just my impulse to take you to see him. I don't know whether he wants to see you or not. .”

"He wants to see me—he doesn't want to miss me."

Hearing the wavering concealed in his tone, Song Zixuan raised the corners of his lips and said in a hoarse voice, and stood up staggeringly: "To him, I am the most special person in the world. I am the only one for his adoptive father. His son is also his destined master..."

"Shut up, if you say one more word, I may not be able to resist killing you here."

Song Zichen spoke in a cold voice, and quickly walked out the door.Song Zixuan chuckled nonchalantly, and quickly walked a few steps to follow him: "Why, why don't you go by car with me?"

"I'm afraid of getting my clothes dirty."

Song Zichen replied without turning his head, and then hurried out to hit the horse and returned, but his heart couldn't stop getting heavier.

When they met this time, his heart was full of coldness, wishing he could directly take that bastard's life with his own hands.He didn't want Mu Qiu to spend too much time talking with this kind of person, but he couldn't feel any depression in his heart about Mu Qiu's situation.No matter how unwilling he was, he had to take this guy back to see Mu Qiu, trying to find a way to untangle all the entanglements and struggles at once.

Now that he has taken over the prince, they have reached the point where they must meet each other.If you don't talk about these things being resolved properly, there will be troubles again——Mu Qiu's current situation can no longer bear any troubles.

All the way in silence, when the two returned to the house, Mu Qiu had already woken up.It seemed that he had already guessed what Song Zichen was going out for, and he had already changed into neat clothes, and he was never lingering on the sick bed, but was standing on the porch supported by Su Tuhe.

"Mu Qiu..."

Meeting those still warm eyes, Song Zichen felt a little guilty in his heart, pursed his lips and walked over slowly.Mu Qiu just looked at him quietly, although there was no smile in his eyes, they were still warm and magnanimous, holding his hand with a little force, and called out in a warm voice: "Your Highness."

Looking at those warm eyes, Song Zichen felt like a warm current flowed through his chest, and his originally chaotic and irritable mind gradually calmed down.He held that hand back almost eagerly, raised his gaze to look at him, but before he could speak, a cold voice came from behind him: "It's really a pair of fateful mandarin ducks with deep affection..."

Song Zichen's complexion darkened, and he turned around abruptly to speak, but suddenly a hand was gently supported on his shoulder. Mu Qiu shook his head slightly at him, and slowly stepped forward to bow and salute: "Your Highness... long time no see .”

"Long time no see, it seems that you are doing well."

Song Zixuan twitched the corners of his lips, glanced at him up and down, ignored Song Zichen, stepped forward and said, "Aqiu, since you and I have reached this point now, it's probably time for a showdown today—for you For the sake of growing up together, I don't want to spend those useless thoughts with you. If you want to talk to me, we brothers can find a place to talk alone. "

His attitude changed so quickly that Song Zichen was instinctively stunned. He frowned and was about to speak, but Mu Qiu said lightly, "Okay."

"Finally, I still have a bit of the original spirit - if you continue to push back, I will only think that you have been completely destroyed by me."

Song Zixuan chuckled, ignoring Song Zichen's fierce gaze, and quickly walked into the room.Mu Qiu was not in a hurry to go in, but stood on the porch, shook his head slightly at Song Zichen, and then said in a slow voice, "Your Highness, trust me—it will be fine."

"Okay, I'll wait for you outside."

Meeting those eyes, Song Zichen finally couldn't say anything to refuse, forced a smile, and responded warmly.Mu Qiu then turned around, and told Su Tuhe to go back and wait, and walked slowly into the room through the curtain.

Song Zixuan didn't need him to greet him, and sat in the room familiarly, raised his head slightly in a leisurely manner, and his expression had returned to calm: "To tell the truth - you have been tossing around like this day and night, but you can still live until now, I It was a bit of a surprise.”

"Thanks to His Majesty the Third Highness."

Mu Qiu smiled faintly, walked slowly to the table and sat down, took a breath before saying again: "If it wasn't for the third highness pressing on every step of the way, and deliberately planning to kill His highness, I might have let go a long time ago... But the third Your Highness is always treacherous, even if I really can't hold on anymore, I'm afraid it will be difficult to close these eyes with peace of mind."

"You have learned a lot from this mouth when you are with him."

Song Zixuan raised his eyebrows, chuckled mockingly, lowered his eyes and said indifferently: "If I'm not wrong, your Highness's idea is probably to take my blood to save your life." ?”

Mu Qiu's expression didn't change, but there was some warmth and helplessness in his eyes, he shook his head and smiled slightly: "Maybe..."

"This method may not be impossible. When I was a drunken mortal, my idea was nothing more than to die or win."

Song Zixuan leaned back, tapped the table lightly with one hand, and looked at him suddenly with a cold look: "It's just——I'm afraid you won't need my blood."