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The hidden guard breathed a sigh of relief, and hastily kowtowed in response.Song Zichen lingered by the couch for a while, but finally couldn't bear to disobey the man's wishes, so he got up hard and walked out of the room quickly.

He didn't know what kind of painful memories Mu Qiu fell into, and he didn't know what kind of pain it was that caused that tough and gentle person to fall into such a desperate struggle.But at least he knew - at this moment, Mu Qiu probably didn't want to be seen by him.

Even though they had reached that kind of relationship back then, as if there was nothing worth hiding, that person still didn't want to be seen by him as a weak and unbearable side.Even because of this, he didn't want to ask him to take care of him like that, and would rather bear it to the point where he couldn't help it... He was actually clear about all this.

If it was back then, he could still think of a way to coax Mu Qiu not to take these things to heart, and he could use those intimate touches to distract him from thinking about those things.But now he really can't do anything - in Mu Qiu's view, he is just his younger brother.No matter how close brothers are, they cannot be so private.

As soon as such thoughts popped up, he suddenly felt a slight pain in his heart.

Song Zichen clenched his fists hard, forced himself to walk slowly under the window, held his breath and listened to the powerless moans intermittently.He had never seen Mu Qiu look so weak, and he didn't know what kind of torture it was that made that person suffer so hard, but he couldn't breathe because of the inexplicable pain in his heart, wishing he could cut his chest open. Present that heart that is still beating bloody, and cancel the hurt and pain that are destined to never be erased.

The night was getting dark, but he just stood under the window, quietly listening to the movement inside.

Even though he is no longer qualified to share the burden for that person—at least he still has the right to stand here and accompany him to suffer together.

The clapper knocked three times, and it was already midnight.

Mu Qiu broke free from those hellish memories all over his body in cold sweat, only felt his heart beating violently for a moment, and the pain was so painful that he could hardly breathe.He clasped his heart tightly with one hand, but his eyes were in a rare trance.

The pictures in those memories were too vivid for him to ignore—but he clearly couldn't figure out what was going on.In those pictures, Chen'er was completely different from the present one, the indifference and boredom in those eyes made him almost have no place to stand, and he couldn't figure out which one was the real Song Zichen for a moment.Is it the young prince who does everything carefully and personally, wishing to have him by his side all the time, or the indifferent and gloomy prince in memory, who hardly bothers to look at him more than once.

They are obviously the same person, why are there such different sides?

Mu Qiu clenched the clothes on his chest tightly, cold sweat dripped down his cheeks, he was panting quickly, his eyes were a little hesitant - he could see the child's temperament, although sometimes he was too rigid A little tougher, but definitely not the indifferent and cruel temperament in memory.What on earth did I do to make such a simple child hate me so much?What is the reason why I am now so lingering on the sick bed, lingering on the help of the poison in the world?

More and more doubts accumulated in his heart, which made it difficult for him to catch his breath for a while, the blood on his face completely faded, he felt a fishy sweetness suddenly surged in his throat, and his body became weak and tired.

"Master Mu!"

The dark guard had been paying attention to his situation, seeing that he suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood, he called out anxiously.She was about to help him, but suddenly a figure jumped in from the window, and ran towards Mu Qiu quickly.

"Your Highness..."

Unexpectedly, His Highness the Crown Prince would also open the window. The secret guard called out, but he didn't dare to go forward again, turned around and ran out to call the doctor.Song Zichen didn't have time to pay attention to him, but hurriedly supported Mu Qiu's feeble body, and hurriedly wiped the blood from the corners of his lips with trembling hands: "Mu Qiu, what's wrong? Don't worry, don't worry—your The body can't stand such a toss..."

The person in his arms didn't have a familiar smile, his eyebrows were downcast, his face was pale, and his cold body was trembling faintly.Song Zichen was so flustered that he stroked his face lightly to make him look up, but the man suddenly spoke in a very soft voice.

"Chen'er, what have I done? Did I do something that is simply unforgivable, but you refuse to tell me..."

"No—of course not! Mu Qiu, why do you think so?!"

Song Zichen's heart sank, and he hurried to hold his hand, but the thin body in his arms suddenly trembled violently, and more blood gushed out from his mouth, spilling on the lapels of the two of them, calling Song Zichen's His face was also completely pale.

"There is no time to delay, quickly find a way to make him faint!"

Suddenly a familiar voice came from the door, it was Mu Feng who rushed back in a dusty suit, but upon entering the door, seeing such a situation, he hastily called out.

Song Zichen shuddered violently, gritted his teeth and forced himself to be ruthless, raised his hand and slashed at the back of Mu Qiu's neck, the man lost all vitality and leaned softly on his shoulder, but blood still overflowed from the corner of his lips.

Mu Feng didn't have time to pay attention to him, and rushed over quickly, took out a few gold needles, passed them over a candle, and dropped them on several big acupoints one by one, finally stopped vomiting blood for the time being.But he didn't dare to relax at all, and asked Song Zichen to hold him steady, and performed a new set of acupuncture, asking the dark guard to send a lot of internal force into it.After a quarter of an hour, Mu Qiu moaned very softly, and finally a trace of blood turned pale on his face.

"Worrying too much, his mind has been severely damaged, he can no longer bear the slightest stimulation..."

Mu Feng frowned and spoke in a low voice, his eyes were a little dull, watching Song Zichen carefully change the blood-stained clothes for the child, and then nodded to signal him to go out, his expression completely sank.

"But--"

Song Zichen clenched his fists, instinctively wanting to say something, but felt that he really had nothing to say, so he finally clenched his teeth and lowered his head deeply.

Mu Feng knew what he was thinking, looked at him quietly for a while, and then sighed very lightly: "I know how well you take care of him, but some things are destined not to be done by you. You didn't do it." What is the problem, but as long as you exist, you will definitely stimulate him, do you understand what I mean?"

"I see……"

Song Zichen responded in a very low voice, finally showing a sad smile on his face, and leaned helplessly against the fence: "I finally have to follow in the footsteps of my royal father... I have made such a big circle , what I want to do is no different from what my father did back then..."

"Why is there no difference?"

Mu Feng frowned and asked, seeing his gloomy and lonely expression, finally heaved a long sigh, put his hand around his shoulder, and pressed it hard.

"Your father forced eldest brother to be disheartened back then. He clearly remembered everything, but he had to pretend that he had forgotten everything. It is elder brother who is going to be trapped in this relationship... But now But you have to leave for the time being in order to let Qiu'er live a good life. Qiu'er will forget everything for the time being, and it is uncertain when she will remember it. Only you are trapped in it, suffering endlessly—you do this well Are you ready?"

"This is no torment... If you take this relationship out, it's like completely hollowing out the foundation. There is nothing left but a crumbling empty shell."

Song Zichen smiled wryly, tried his best to suppress the sadness in his eyes, and shook his head vigorously: "I don't think it's hard... Uncle Feng, I just ask you to take good care of Mu Qiu for me. Song Zichen is here to thank you."

After saying that, he suddenly knelt down and firmly kowtowed towards the other party.Mu Feng looked at him with complicated expressions, but he never stopped him. He waited for him to kowtow before gently helping him up, and sighed softly: "According to our custom, we have to kowtow to our parents for a big wedding. Now I After accepting your worship, it will be the rules of that day, do you understand what I mean?"

There was a faint light in Song Zichen's eyes, but it just went out after a flash, and he tried his best to twitch the corner of his lips: "I understand——thank you..."

"You don't need to thank me... we just want to let him live longer."

Mu Feng let out a long sigh, turned and went back into the house, and said in a low voice: "The medicine is only one flavor away, and I already know where it is. Do your job well, and don't be trapped in this deadlock. The more you Do what you want to do quickly, the more vitality Qiu'er will have, and the faster he will remember everything, do you understand what I mean?"

This time, the light in Song Zichen's eyes finally lit up completely, and he stared blankly at the man's back for a while.The lips trembled and opened and closed a few times before finally saying word by word: "I will live up to my trust..."

Mu Feng didn't look back, just waved his hands, and quickly walked into the room.

Song Zichen stood there in a daze for the middle of the night, until the dawn was gradually breaking, and finally regained his composure, and walked slowly back to the study with his sore body.

His eyes finally completely dissipated the last trace of softness, and turned into complete hardness and coldness.Now is no longer the time to let his son and daughter love each other, his layout for Song Zixuan has almost been fully formed, as long as he forces that person to rebel in one fell swoop, he has a reason to take the life of that beast with a thunderbolt.

If Song Zixuan could really bear it, he didn't intend to waste time with him any more—there are so many trumped-up charges in this world, just like when he was imprisoned and forced to death for no reason.To force a person to death, there were not so many things to worry about.It's just a matter of fighting for some fame, as long as Mu Qiu can survive, it doesn't matter if he has a violent reputation?