The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

Mu Qiu's mind was still awake, and he tried his best to suppress the blood in his chest, but no matter what, he couldn't suppress the blood gushing from the corners of his lips.

"Your Highness—medicine..."

His hands were already shaking with pain, and he tried his best to take out the medicine from his sleeve, but he couldn't get it out no matter what.Song Zichen already understood what he meant, hurriedly took out the medicine bottle for him, poured out a pill and carefully fed it to him: "Mu Qiu, slow down...can you still swallow it?"

Mu Qiu leaned on his chest, coughed twice with difficulty, and swallowed the blood in his throat as hard as he could, which antidote he fed.

After taking the antidote, the pain in his chest seemed to have eased a little, but it was still churning and disturbing him.Mu Qiu panted for a while, closed his eyes to try to calm down, but didn't dare to raise his head again, just pursed his lips and said in a low voice: "Your Highness, go out first...wait for a while, okay?"

"Mu Qiu, what's wrong—"

Song Zichen's heart tightened, and he subconsciously asked a question. Seeing the man's tangled expression, he was inexplicably flustered.But he didn't dare to ask any more questions, he just gritted his teeth and said in a low voice: "Okay, Mu Qiu, don't worry - I'll go out. Take it easy first, do you want me to ask someone to come back and watch?"

Mu Qiu shook his head very lightly, closed his eyes and leaned against the side of the couch without speaking.Song Zichen didn't dare to say anything, but held his breath in fear, clenched his fists as hard as he could, and left the room cautiously.

As soon as he left, a weak moan escaped from Mu Qiu's mouth.

He clenched the clothes on his chest with difficulty, panted a few times, and fell down on the couch.

His eyes were tightly closed, and some tears were already in the corners of his eyes - he wanted to live for his highness, but if he wanted to live, he had to be separated from his highness.This kind of entanglement is almost like a big joke, as if it has gone around a big circle and returned to the deadlock between the emperor and his father.

The pain in his chest lingered on him relentlessly, and soon completely blurred his consciousness, causing him to fall into a drowsy sleep, with a glaring residual red still falling on the side of the couch.

Outside the door, Song Zichen stood motionless in the cold moonlight, his heart was already desolate.

Even though he couldn't react at that time, after standing outside for a while, he already had a clear understanding in his heart.Mu Qiu's situation is not without reason, that person had told him long ago that love can break the poison of forgetfulness, but it can also catalyze the poison of drunken mortals.If they stay together like this any longer, Mu Qiu will fall in front of her like this at some point, but there may not be a chance to recover.

Watching the sound in the room gradually disappearing, Song Zichen entered the room cautiously, and saw the man passed out on the couch at a glance.Mu Qiu has always been very clean, even when he is sick, he often refuses to let himself be a little inappropriately slovenly, but the blood in front of his eyes has already spilled on half of his body, making people feel colic and panting Out of breath.

Song Zichen clenched his fists tightly, forced himself to suppress the intense pain in his heart, carefully lifted the sleeping man up, and gently changed his clothes.After tidying up the house, he soaked the handkerchief in warm water and carefully wiped away the blood from his lips.

The veil wiped away those bloodstains, but it also seemed to wipe off the blood on the man's face.The person in his arms breathed lightly, his brows were slightly frowned, and his face was so pale that it made people panic. Song Zichen didn't dare to disturb him, but tried his best to lighten his movements and supported him on the couch, wanting to lean over for a kiss, but his movements Stuck in the middle of the road again.

He couldn't—even if it really cost the relationship between them, he couldn't make Mu Qiu miss the slightest bit.

Mu Qiu fell into such a coma that it would be difficult to wake up for an hour or two.Song Zichen inexplicably lost the strength to stand up, and sat on the edge of the couch staring blankly at the peaceful sleeping face of the man, tears finally fell from his eyes.

Mu Qiu never said that he was not allowed to listen to the conversation between Song Zixuan and him, so he stayed outside all the time, hearing clearly and clearly in his heart.What Song Zixuan said was right, he became the crown prince, and he was a lot more restrained if he wanted to do anything to that person, but Song Zixuan was only a little wrong.

——He has never been obliged to be a wise king praised by all people.

From the very beginning, he didn't want to take that seat for himself.Now that he has been gone for so long, he has gained a lot and lost even more, but he still has never changed his original thoughts even a little bit.

He wants Mu Qiu to live and live well - for this matter, anyone who stops him will be eliminated by him, even himself, no exception.

Not daring to kiss that person's forehead again, Song Zichen sat on the side of the couch in a daze for a long time, finally touched him lightly between his fingers, got up and left quickly.

Peng Feigui hurried over an hour later.

"Your Highness, what's going on—"

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Song Zichen's gloomy expression, his heart tightened suddenly, and he had an ominous premonition: "Your Highness, is it Mu Qiu..."

"We must force Song Zixuan to rebel as soon as possible. If I can't do it in three months, I will kill him at all costs, even for no reason."

Song Zichen ignored his question, but gave an order in a deep voice, put his hand behind his back and said calmly, "I told you to ask the people in the court, did you get any results?"

"Most of them have answered, and there are a few who are ambiguous. I have written down the names."

He didn't want to say it, and Peng Feigui didn't dare to ask.Responding slowly, he took out a list from his sleeve and handed it to him: "What should we do with them, Huairou or come hard?"

"There's no time to be gentle. Let's keep those who are willing to do things for us. If you don't want to, find a way to get rid of it."

Song Zichen lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, a chill flashed in his eyes, he read the list carefully, folded it up and burned it on the candle: "I will help Song Zixuan at a time like this, either it's really stupid or it's true With wolfish ambitions, it may not be a bad thing to push them away at this time. The court will soon be in turmoil, and I can't move the upper part for the time being, so I will clean up from the root."

"Well, I tell them to do it."

Peng Feigui nodded, hesitated for a moment before saying, "How does Your Highness plan to deal with Hou Yunhui?"

"Right now, Marquis Yunhui will probably not trip us up, but will find a way to help us... Song Zixuan has already reached the end of the road, and the reason why he has not moved is nothing more than the fact that the forces of all parties have not yet pressed hard Him. As long as we start to fight, he will never remain indifferent."

"He may not always pretend to be dead, but what if——his military strategy is dangerous and it will be unfavorable to the emperor?"

Peng Feigui frowned and asked worriedly.Song Zichen just lowered his eyes unmoved, and his tone was still calm: "This is the matter of the father. At this time, I have no spare energy to even consider how to make the father interested in living."

"what?!"

The deep meaning in the words was so powerful that Peng Feigui shivered subconsciously, frowned and shook his head in disbelief: "The emperor——the emperor doesn't want to live anymore? But why did he suddenly make such a fuss?" ..."

"It's better not to inquire about this matter. There are some things in this world. The more you know, the faster you will die."

Song Zichen patted him on the shoulder, and responded meaningfully. The deep meaning in his tone made Peng Feigui's heart tighten, and he shut his mouth tactfully. After hesitating for a while, he said again: "Besides, what else can we do?" ?"

"I'll go and tell my father to leave the defense of Beijing to you two. You and Da Xian will guard the capital for me, and it's almost time to attack them."

Song Zichen walked slowly to the window, looked at the cold moonlight outside, and said after a moment of silence: "And elder brother, I remember you told me at that time—he was also involved in the poisoning case. I don't have the time to deal with him, you two are also family friends, help me to ask him if what he did has anything to do with Song Zixuan."

"Your Highness, according to your question, it is a genuine inducement."

Peng Feigui smiled helplessly, shook his head slightly, rubbed his forehead and sighed softly: "The third prince is already covered in mud. Even if it were me, wouldn't he think of a way to pour the dirty water into the third place at this time?" Splash on the prince?"

"When did I say I wasn't going to induce a confession?"

Song Zichen raised his eyebrows and looked at him, a slight chill flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his lips curled into a sharp arc: "What I want is to rely on him for both the real and the fake—now Father is too lazy to be a regent, I have the final say on matters in court. If I say he is guilty, he is guilty, no matter whether the crime is his or not, as long as the crime is enough... Do you understand?"

"Understood……"

Peng Feigui felt a faint chill behind his back, and his throat was full of astringency. He swallowed and said with difficulty: "Your Highness, I don't know whether I should say this - if you do what Your Highness does, although it will be effective now, but it will be a big deal when it becomes a reality." At that time... now, these things may all become hidden dangers."

"If it becomes a big event, I can't care about what will happen after it becomes a big event."

Song Zichen chuckled lightly at himself, shook his head slightly, lowered his eyes and said slowly: "I said that I will force him back in three months... don't you understand what I mean? I have to kill him, I Can't wait anymore."

"Your Highness, has Mu Qiu already—"

Peng Feigui felt more and more uneasy, so he tentatively asked a few words, but was caught by the cruelty in his eyes, and had to hold back what he was going to say.He just clenched his fists with difficulty, and his gaze finally became firm: "I understand what Your Highness means... I will do it. Your Highness, please take care of yourself and don't make any trouble at this time."

"I do not mind……"

Song Zichen smiled faintly, waved his hands casually, and sat at the table with his brows pinched.Peng Feigui wanted to persuade him again, but in the end he couldn't say anything, he just bowed silently and left the room quickly.