The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

Song Zichen didn't speak, but held the man's hand more tightly, tears finally fell silently.

Mu Qiu looked at him quietly all the time, with a patient and gentle smile in his eyes, and gently rubbed the top of his forehead: "Okay, now that you're such an adult, don't keep crying—if it gets out , to make people think that His Highness the Crown Prince is a little crybag, wouldn't it make people laugh out loud?"

"Then make them laugh, I don't care."

Song Zichen replied solemnly, wiped away the tears on his face, stood up with a smile and said, "It's getting late, the weather is fine tonight, how about we eat outside?"

"Well, I happen to be a little hungry too."

Mu Qiu nodded, and let him push himself away from the forest with ominous memories.The two rested in the pavilion, Song Zichen asked someone to pass the meal, then hugged Mu Qiu in the soft chair in the pavilion, and patiently massaged his legs: "How do you feel these days, do your legs still hurt? ? If it’s okay, I’ll find a chance to help you walk around and try it out, okay?”

"It doesn't hurt very much, but sometimes at night, there will be sudden numbness and numbness, but it's not unbearable, it's not a big deal."

Mu Qiu shook his head with a slight smile, lightly stroked his unconscious legs, and said with a helpless smile, "I want to take a walk too, but unfortunately, since it doesn't hurt, it doesn't have any sense at all. If it must be Let's go, I'm afraid it's just asking you to help me move."

"That's better than sitting all the time. Your legs are only weak to walk now because of the effect of the medicine. When the poison is detoxified in the future, you will still be able to function as normal people."

Song Zichen replied earnestly, and continued to knead his legs for him, with some sourness in his eyes, which he blinked away with all his strength: "The imperial doctor also said that if you sit all the time, your legs will get worse. I'm getting weaker and weaker. Even if I get rid of the poison, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort to walk like a normal person again..."

"Okay, then listen to you, it's okay to take a walk and try."

Mu Qiu patiently smiled and nodded slightly, and replied warmly.The servants brought up the meal for tonight, it was steamed buns with milk, matsutake meat porridge and a few side dishes, they were delicately cooked and lovely, it made people have some appetite.

In order to let him eat more, Song Zichen asked people to change his ways every day.Mu Qiu didn't break his mind, just wiped his hands carefully, picked up the chopsticks and said solemnly: "The cook in the mansion is really good, and the food is carefully prepared and delicious. If one day leaves the prince's mansion, it's better to let the cook Bring it along too."

"Okay, look at what else is handy, and take it with you when you leave in the future."

Song Zichen walked over and picked up a steamed bun, nodded solemnly, and brought some side dishes for him: "This is specially made according to your taste, try it, if you like it, ask them to cook more .”

"Always leave me alone, don't you have your own taste?"

Mu Qiu looked at him helplessly, raised his hand and gently rubbed the top of his forehead, then said softly after a moment of pause: "Actually, I'm fine—you don't have to treat me so carefully..."

Although he didn't know the past, he could see that the man treated him so meticulously that he was almost ashamed.That night, he just fell asleep and fell asleep with leg cramps, and when he woke up from the pain, the other party was already pale and guarding the side of the couch, and his expression was actually a little more panicked than him.He knew in his heart that there was probably something about the past that was always stuck in the other person's heart, but he couldn't ask rashly, so he could only let him take care of him meticulously, but it was inevitable that sometimes he couldn't bear it.

"I know……"

The hand covering the top of the head was slightly cold, which made people feel a pang of pain in their hearts.Song Zichen lowered his head with a wry smile, responded very lightly, took a deep breath and lowered his eyes: "I'm just... scared. Your life has hung by a thread too many times, and I'm afraid that if you don't arrive in time, you will really I can't keep you anymore."

"In this way, you have actually saved me too many times."

Mu Qiu responded with a slight smile, gently held his hand, and his eyes fell on him gently: "Don't worry, I promise you, I will never let go of you rashly. I'm afraid you are already Under the watchful eyes of the public, I don’t know how many pairs of eyes are staring at you, so you should focus on the government and state affairs. I can’t share your worries for you, if I want to drag your energy instead, it’s really not worth it. "

"I had no intention of becoming the crown prince. Now that I have come to this point, I just have to take advantage of the situation and fight for the final result. When I do what I want to do, who will this crown prince give to?" I don't even care."

Song Zichen shook his head slightly, and replied slowly.The extremely cold and hard emotions in his eyes gradually sank, he clenched the chopsticks in his hand a little bit, and forced himself to relax inch by inch, forced himself to smile and shook his head: "Forget it, let's not talk about it, the porridge is almost cold... "

He didn't want to say it, so Mu Qiu didn't force him, and found some other easy topics to talk about.After the two of them had eaten, it was getting late, Song Zichen sent Mu Qiu back, and at the urging of that person, he returned to work.The two of them read a book and corrected an official document. The room was quiet and no one spoke, but it always gave him an inexplicable peace of mind, and he seemed a little more confident even when writing.

When Song Zichen finally got the business done, when he raised his head again, he realized that the man had lowered his eyebrows and was breathing slowly, holding a book loosely in his hand, and he was already sound asleep.

Looking at that all too familiar face, Song Zichen felt sore in his heart, carefully put down the official document in his hand and walked over slowly.He held his breath and moved closer, wanting to kiss the corner of the man's lips, but suddenly backed away in shock, clenched his fists tightly.

He can't do this—Mu Qiu can't show even the slightest sign of emotion now, otherwise Zui Hongchen will relapse.If he still wants to maintain the current peace, he must endure it all the time so that his previous efforts will not be wasted.

But he was still very sad in his heart, obviously the two of them got along with each other every day as before, but somehow he always felt as if they were separated by a layer of veil.Although Mu Qiu's attitude is calm and close to his relatives, he always seems to be separated by a layer. He never takes the initiative to tell him about his discomfort, and rarely asks him for anything.Although Mu Qiu was also reserved and forbearing in the past, it was always different from the alienation he is now, and it always made him feel sore and bitter in his heart, and he had to slow down for a while to get over it.

I can't just tell that person to sleep like this, Song Zichen brought over the soup that he was going to help at night, carefully supported his shoulder, and shook it lightly: "Mu Qiu, Mu Qiu—this is too hard, lie down How about going to sleep?"

He called twice, and the man opened his eyes in a daze, met his gaze, and instinctively showed a gentle smile.

That smile made Song Zichen's heart feel warm and sore for a while, and he blinked away the moisture and forced a smile: "Look at me, I don't even care about it when I'm busy... Drink the medicine first, and I'll help you sleep at night, okay?"

"Okay—you should go to bed early too, don't stay up too late."

Mu Qiu's body is too weak now, so it's always inevitable that he will be mentally sleepy. After being awakened by him like this, there is still a hazy sleepiness in his eyes.Hearing the words, she nodded very lightly, leaned on him docilely, and drank the bowl of soup and medicine with his hand, and couldn't help coughing a few times.

Song Zichen quickly patted him on the back, carefully waited for him to recover, and then wiped away the traces of medicine from the corners of his lips with a handkerchief.His movements are smooth and natural, obviously this is not the first time he has done it. Mu Qiu let him toss around in a daze, and suddenly leaned on his shoulder and smiled very shallowly: "Obviously you are a prince, and it's so hard to do these things." So proficient... you must be used to taking care of others, right?"

"Yeah, there's someone I've put on top of my heart, but I haven't been able to recognize him yet..."

Song Zichen replied with a wry smile, it was really hard to continue, he just shook his head lightly, supported the man on his body for a while, and then laid him down carefully: "Don't talk about this... go to sleep, if If you have anything to say, you must tell them, don't bear it by yourself, okay?"

"Okay, I will..."

Mu Qiu responded very lightly, with a warm smile in his eyes, instinctively approached him, and fell asleep peacefully.

Looking at the intimacy that the man unconsciously showed, Song Zichen felt a moment of soreness in his heart, tried his best to hold back the tears that were about to gush out, covered him with the quilt carefully, and returned to the desk lightly Before.

On the table there is a report spread out, which describes all the matters of the Spring Festival.

His father's health was getting worse day by day, he, the crown prince, was bound to go to sacrifice to heaven in his father's place.Going here may be dangerous, but staying here may not necessarily be safe.It's neither advancing nor retreating, should he take Mu Qiu there, or should he leave Mu Qiu in the mansion?

My heart was full of chaos, and I couldn't figure it out no matter what.Song Zichen stood quietly in front of the window for a while, but still felt at a loss, so he turned around and walked out the door slowly.But as soon as he went out, he was greeted silently by the dark guards.

"Your Highness, Marquis Yunhui is here and has been waiting in the study for a while."

"When did you come, why didn't you report to me immediately?"

Song Zichen frowned, and hurried to the study.The dark guard kept up with him, leaned slightly and said in a low voice: "Marquis Yunhui said that His Highness is with Mr. Mu, and you should not be alarmed now. He is nothing serious, it doesn't hurt to wait..."

Unexpectedly, Marquis Yunhui would be so caring about Mu Qiu, Song Zichen paused, and a little understanding flashed in his eyes: "I probably understand why he came...you go and guard Mu Qiu, what's the matter?" Things must be reported in return, and there must be no mistakes, so let’s go.”