The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

The night is deep, and the tiredness is getting heavier and heavier.Mu Qiu slowly curled up his body, lay in a daze for a while, finally couldn't hold on anymore, and unconsciously fell into a drowsy sleep.

After he was sound asleep, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and a figure quietly walked in from the door.

His gaze was almost fixed on the face of the sleeping man, there was a deep pain surging in his eyes, but he forced himself to hold back, he just clenched his fists wordlessly.

Mu Qiu did have the habit of curling up unconsciously when he fell asleep. A person who was usually so gentle and indifferent always showed a faint helplessness and loneliness when he fell asleep, which made people feel very distressed for no reason.He deliberately squeezed into that person's bed every night, insisting on asking him to sleep with him, and finally changed his habit, but now he saw him curled up in front of him like this with his own eyes.

He couldn't even do anything - the man couldn't stop vomiting blood just because of his mood swings, and he didn't dare to expect any approach or disturbance at all.He only dared to sneak a glance up in the dead of night.

Subconsciously, he stroked the place where the jade pendant used to be, and there was already a piece there, which made him feel as if a piece had been forcibly dug out in his heart.At that time, the jade pendant was handed over to Uncle Feng by accident, and it was not clear why, maybe it was just because he wanted to use something to tie that person.Although I don't know if such a method is of any use, it has become the last thing he can do after all.

Thinking almost sadly, he sighed very lightly, stepped forward lightly, and carefully covered the quilt for the sleeping person, but his eyes suddenly focused.His breathing became short of breath suddenly, and his vision was blurred by tears.

He saw the jade pendant held in Mu Qiu's hand—although he didn't know why, but the jade pendant was held in his palm so neatly, close to his cheek, like a very precious gesture, which made his heart unstoppably hot .

For fear of alarming Mu Qiu, he tried his best to hold back the choking in his throat, and exited the room soundlessly.After standing in a daze for a long time, he finally couldn't help but punched the wall hard.

"He still thinks about you, even if he has completely forgotten about you, he still thinks about you."

Mu Feng's voice suddenly came from behind, with a very light sigh, causing Song Zichen's breathing to stagnate instinctively, and he turned around in a panic: "Uncle Feng——"

"You asked me about it... I thought you were crazy, but now I think you are right."

Mu Feng lowered his eyes and spoke lightly, his tone was a bit struggling, but he still sank inch by inch after all, with a bit of repressed anger that hated iron but not steel: "He is clearly not someone who can't live without you. Weak nature, why are you so inseparable this time? Is it really because of a word of love that you can even lose your life?!"

"no--"

Song Zichen responded urgently, then clenched his fists hard again, shook his head weakly, and said slowly in a hoarse voice: "No...Mu Qiu has never had to rely on me to live. Uncle Feng, always It's him who is taking care of me, and I'm relying on him. He's just—it's just that he doesn't have to take care of me anymore, so he doesn't know what to do..."

There was water in his eyes, and he met the deep gaze of the other party with choked sobs, and clenched his fists hard.

"He to me or me to him is no longer such a thin matter of love. It is only because of each other that we can support and live until now. If we can't keep this, in fact It doesn't make sense anymore..."

"Maybe it's just... I don't understand these things about you, and I don't expect to understand them."

Mu Feng sighed heavily, and suddenly threw a brocade box over, turned around with his hands behind his back, and said indifferently: "There is a disguise mask in it, and a bottle of pills that can change your voice if swallowed. Although he doesn't remember those things anymore Yes, but to be on the safe side, if you want to see him again, it's better not to ask him to find a trace of the past in you."

"Thank you, Uncle Feng..."

Song Zichen trembled violently, clenched the box tightly, suddenly bowed deeply, and bowed down solemnly to him.

Mu Feng didn't look back, he just waved his hands hastily, and strode away almost urgently.

Under the effect of the medicine, Mu Qiu fell asleep most of the day.Only occasionally for a few hours can I break out of the drowsy sleep, but I just lean on the side of the couch and sit with my eyes down, occasionally flipping through the book, and seldom actively talk to others.

The serving maids and servants were already used to his silence, but Hou Ye ordered him to talk more, but every day when he went in to serve, he had to search for something to talk about.Occasionally, if he could get a word from that person, he would be able to receive a reward from the housekeeper. If he could make that young cousin smile, the reward would almost be enough to buy a new suit of clothes.

Today Mu Qiu seemed to wake up especially early, and his energy was better than before.The servant girl who served him saw that his eyes were bright, and she became more courageous. She pulled her companion beside her and said happily, "Have you heard? It seems that the prince was assassinated on the way back from offering sacrifices to heaven! The villain was executed on the spot, and I don't know why Who is so courageous..."

Before she finished speaking, Mu Qiu's eyes suddenly moved, and he frowned slightly and turned to look over.

He couldn't tell which word in this sentence made his heart move inexplicably, as if it was some kind of strong concern that had already taken root in his blood that made his chest tighten. Although he didn't know the reason, he subconsciously asked: "What's the matter with the prince?" ?”

She really got him to talk, the servant girl's eyes lit up, she leaned over courteously and said: "Master Hui Biao, the prince heard that he was seriously injured, but he should not be in danger of his life, he is in that carriage every day, No one can see it... But we also heard it from people, so we don't know what's going on. If you want to know, the servant will go and inquire for you?"

"No—thanks, no need."

Inexplicably not wanting outsiders to intervene in this matter, Mu Qiu shook his head instinctively, his expression calmed down again, looked at her and said slowly: "Do you know who is so bold that he dares to assassinate the present prince? "

"This servant doesn't know, but there are rumors outside that they are people sent by the third prince. But it's really strange, aren't the third prince and the crown prince brothers? I don't know when the two of them got awkward..."

"What nonsense, don't stop talking!"

Mu Feng had just reached the door when he heard the maid's words.Looking at Mu Qiu's dignified and thoughtful expression again, some ominous thoughts came to his mind, and he hurriedly scolded.

The servant girl turned pale with fright, and hurriedly fell on the ground and repeatedly confessed, but Mu Qiu waved her hand comfortingly, raised her head and said in a slow voice: "Father, I was just gossiping with them. They have no malicious intentions. Father, don't punish me." They're gone."

"you--"

Even though it was his own doing, he never expected that he would really forget all those things so completely.Mu Feng looked at him with a complex expression, but in the end he didn't say much, just sighed lightly, and walked over slowly: "Don't worry about outside affairs, if you are really bored, there happens to be a The guard is injured and has nothing to do. Just ask him to guard you for a while to relieve your boredom."

Mu Qiu's heart skipped a beat, and then he raised his head and looked towards the door.

The person at the door met his gaze, bowed respectfully, and walked over slowly.His face was morbidly pale, and his walking was a little slow. It seemed that he was seriously injured. That face didn't make him feel any more familiar, but there was always an inexplicable feeling in his heart. It spread faintly, so that he couldn't say anything to refuse.

Mu Feng seemed to be busy with something these few days, left in a hurry after leaving him behind.Except for the servants who served, Mu Qiu had never seen any strangers these days, so he didn't know how to speak for a while, and then smiled slightly: "Since you are grandfather's guard, you must be a hero with superb skills, come and accompany me Such a useless person is really wronged Your Excellency."

The man still lowered his head, but suddenly squeezed the hand hanging by his side as if in convulsions, and then laughed hoarsely: "The Hou's mansion does not support idlers, if it weren't for the young master who didn't give up, I would He's going to live on the street, isn't he more of a useless person than Young Master Biao?"

"In this case, the Hou family seems a little mean."

Although his voice is also extremely unfamiliar, there is always a vague sense of familiarity in that tone.Mu Qiu smiled faintly, shook his head helplessly, and cupped his hands again and said, "I don't know what to call your Excellency? After all, you are not an ordinary servant, so it's better not to be called around at will."

"If you must have a name, call me Lonicera."

The visitor glanced at him, then quickly looked away, leaned over and said in a respectful voice: "It is said that he is a guard, but he is just a servant with a different identity. Master Biao is a guest, so you don't have to be so polite to me." .”

"Since you are a guest, what's wrong with being polite?"

Mu Qiu smiled faintly, propped himself up and sat up a bit, lowered his eyes and said slowly: "Honeysuckle is sweet and cold in nature, it can clear away heat and detoxify, reduce inflammation and reduce swelling, it is a medicinal material used in the taste."

"It's a pity that people are not so useful, otherwise they wouldn't be in this situation."

Looking at his tired face, a very subtle pain flashed in the visitor's eyes, but it still didn't show on his face.He just smiled wryly and shook his head, as if he accidentally pulled the wound, grinned and took a breath, then walked to the side of the couch and sat down carefully: "Master Biao sits here every day, don't you feel bored?"

"Do not……"

Mu Qiu shook his head slightly with a smile, but he never thought it was impolite for him to be so careless, he just smiled and said lightly: "Actually, I not only sit here, but also lie down sometimes..."