The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

When he was in a daze like this on weekdays, he always had somewhere to go.

My heart is full of the appearance of that person, those who fell asleep quietly, those who looked at him with a smile, those who were unwilling to be urged to eat and rest, and those who slumped in his arms every time, unable to let go of those dazzling eyes. Blood gushes from the corner of his lips...

He had almost forgotten that Mu Qiu was spending his life to be with him.

Song Zichen twitched the corner of his lips very lightly, and showed the dagger in front of his eyes - Mu Qiu asked Song Zixuan for this dagger before he met him, and he never asked what the other party was going to do.When he heard that Mu Qiu dared to resist Song Zixuan, he was actually pleasantly surprised and relaxed.

He originally thought that Song Zixuan was his biological elder brother, but he had nothing to do with Mu Qiu.But now it seems that the relationship between Mu Qiu and that beast is more complicated. If Mu Qiu still has concerns in his heart, he would not dare to act rashly.

But now—although Mu Qiu has let go of those pasts, she has to let go of the present she deserves.

Such sarcasm made him almost unable to hold back a wry smile, his heart was so cold, but he couldn't say a word.

"Are you holding that dagger, are you planning to stab him into your own heart?"

Suddenly an old voice came from behind, Song Zichen shuddered suddenly, turned around subconsciously, and met Hou Yunhui's complicated gaze: "Grandfather—"

"Okay, don't say anything, the old man just came to see Qiu'er."

Marquis Yun Hui walked over slowly, lifted his robe and sat down casually, sighed very lightly: "I don't need to say more about the child's current situation, you should probably know it well."

"Yes—I know..."

Song Zichen responded with difficulty, clenched his fists hard, and some unwillingness to struggle flashed in his eyes.

Although he had already realized it, but if he really wanted to admit it himself, his heart still hurt so badly that he couldn't breathe.

"You don't need to be anxious, and it may not be that there is no rescue...Mufeng, the palace officials, and the old man have already obtained seven medicines, and there are still two final medicines left. He is still searching hard."

Marquis Yunhui lowered his eyes and spoke slowly, but he didn't dare to meet the starlight that suddenly lit up in his grandson's eyes.

Those two medicines - if they could find them, they would have found them long ago.But at this time, what else can they say?

"There are only two kinds left—there is still a way, a way...Grandfather, isn't it?"

Song Zichen had almost lost his ability to think. He knelt forward earnestly, clutching the hem of Yunhuihou's clothes lightly, and the water in his eyes welled up: "Grandpa, please save Mu Qiu, save him... "

"Okay, you get up first, what does it look like kneeling like this?"

Yun Huihou sighed softly, pulled him up involuntarily, and turned his gaze out of the window: "Maybe there is a way, but don't rush, neither you nor him. I'm afraid it will go out, he can't stand the toss...do you understand?"

"I see……"

Song Zichen replied hoarsely, not knowing what to say, but the tears could not be stopped no matter what.Hou Yunhui looked at him, sighed very softly, and raised his hand to lightly cover his head: "There is still an emergency solution right now, but I don't know if you can accept it."

"any solution?"

Song Zichen's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly stepped forward and said anxiously, "As long as it's good for Mu Qiu—as long as it can save Mu Qiu, I can accept anything!"

"The true toxicity of Sansheng Wangchuan has not yet been aroused, because Mu Feng left the most important blind medicine in my hands."

Hou Yunhui was silent for a moment, and finally took out an exquisite jade bottle from his arms, and put it lightly on the table: "There is a elixir in it, which is the introduction of the medicine of Sansheng Wangchuan. Only after taking it, the poison will be released Thoroughly stimulated... and people who take this medicine, as long as they can't detoxify for a day, they will forget their past and become weak, and they must be taken care of, just like disabled people."

"how come……"

Listening to those too cruel words, Song Zichen felt a burst of cold sweat behind him, shook his head in disbelief, and subconsciously held his breath: "No——Mu Qiu's temper, he won't accept it..."

"Before the old man came to see you, I went to see him first, and Mu Qiu has already agreed."

Hou Yunhui spoke lightly, but there was a deep sigh in his eyes: "He said... until now, he can't care about anything else, he can only do everything he can to think about how to live, how to live a little longer Day—he wants to live, all because of you."

Song Zichen suddenly lost all his strength, and sat down in a chair in a daze, with a bloody desolation in his eyes.

He couldn't agree.

How could he disagree.

When the medicine was delivered by hand, Mu Qiu got up with the help of his servants and sat quietly at the table.

Song Zichen's footsteps stopped outside the door, and he suddenly lost the courage to go in, but Mu Qiu stood up on the table, turned around and looked at him, his eyes were warm and clear, as if nothing had happened: "Your Highness, come in .”

"Mu Qiu..."

Song Zichen's throat suddenly felt a little rough, he clenched his fists with difficulty, his gaze sank unconsciously: "Mu Qiu, I—"

"I know, Your Highness—it's all right."

Mu Qiu suddenly smiled slightly, pulled him gently into his arms, closed his eyes and kissed him.

Song Zichen shuddered violently, instinctively hugged the person in his arms tightly, his breathing became short of breath, tears fell unconsciously, and he turned his head away suddenly: "Mu Qiu, I can't wrong you—"

"It is Your Highness who is wronged, not me..."

Mu Qiu smiled helplessly, stroking his back comfortingly, and said in a slow voice: "If I really forgot everything, it would be easier. But Your Highness wants to look at a useless person who can't remember anything every day." -"

Before he finished speaking, Song Zichen kissed him suddenly, blocking his words forcefully.

Mu Qiu's breathing stagnated, a flash of water flashed in his eyes, and he finally used some strength in his hands as if he really wanted to keep something.

"Your Highness, just tonight—let us indulge again..."

The cold and salty liquid dripped on his face, causing Song Zichen to tremble slightly, wiped away his tears, and patiently kissed the water off the other's face.

"Okay, only tonight..."

His voice was a little hoarse, but his tone was extremely gentle.He suddenly picked up the person in his arms, and carefully stepped into the soup pool in the inner room—even though Mu Qiu never said it, he knew that the person had always liked it here.After all, this person procrastinated eating and resting, and always tried to persuade him for a long time, but every time he took a bath, he never had any delays.

I don't know if I can be more obedient if I forget the past.

Song Zichen tried his best not to think about those things that were too heavy, but his heart was so congested that he couldn't lift the corners of his lips no matter what.Mu Qiu was carefully placed in the pool by him, and the warm water soaked his clothes, revealing his thin and thin body.

Gently undressing him, Song Zichen felt extremely uncomfortable, and tears dripped down unconsciously.Finally unable to bear it any longer, he buried his head in the man's neck, sobbing almost in despair.

"Chen'er, don't cry..."

Mu Qiu gently hugged him, and also took off his clothes, leaned over and kissed him.

Shui Bo seemed to make his movements lingering and ambiguous, Song Zichen wrapped his arms around him, quietly closed his eyes, and seriously responded to the kiss.

After all, Mu Qiu's physical strength was too weak, and he couldn't bear just one kiss, so he leaned against his arms and gasped for breath.Song Zichen gently embraced him in his arms, and kissed every inch of his skin delicately, making the man's pale body seem to be dyed with a touch of blood, adding a bit of beauty to him.

"Mu Qiu... don't you regret it?"

Looking into those eyes clouded by water vapor, Song Zichen brushed his slightly disheveled temple hair behind his ears, and asked very softly.

There was warmth in Mu Qiu's eyes, and the warmth was magnanimous, revealing a quiet joy and joy: "I don't regret it, does Your Highness regret it?"

"I—naturally regret it..."

Song Zichen gave a wry smile, hugged his body more tightly, sniffing the faint scent of medicine on his body almost greedily.His body was entangled naked in the warm pool water, and it was finally hard for him to suppress the fear in his heart, sobbing and hugging the man tightly: "Mu Qiu, you can't let me go, you can't leave me alone..."

"Don't be afraid, Your Highness, I'm always here."

Mu Qiu hugged him patiently, patted his back lightly, and whispered in his ear: "I will always be with Your Highness, no matter when, whether I live or die..."

His tone was warm and gentle, but what he said made Song Zichen's heart chill with fear.He opened his mouth and couldn't say anything, but tried his best to hug him tightly, and used this opportunity to shed all the tears at once.

"If I really forget everything, it's not that I don't want His Highness, but I'm afraid His Highness won't want me..."

Mu Qiu suddenly smiled, turned his head to look at him, and said in a slightly teasing tone: "Will your Highness think that I don't remember anything, and throw me out in a fit of anger?"

"how come!"

Song Zichen straightened up in a hurry, looked at the narrow smile in his eyes, shook his head dumbfounded, and sighed helplessly: "Mu Qiu, you always scare me..."

"I didn't scare His Highness, I would feel uneasy in my heart - it's easy to forget, but hard to remember. If one day I regain my memory, but I can't find where His Highness is, I'm afraid I can't bear it Can live..."

Mu Qiu smiled helplessly, shook his head slightly, and stopped talking.Song Zichen got serious, grabbed his shoulders hard, looked at him solemnly and said, "Mu Qiu, no matter when, no matter what you become...I promise you, as long as you take a step and stretch out your hand, you will be You must be able to get me."