The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

"Help you——you can live."

Mu Qiu lowered his head slightly, and seemed to repeat this sentence in a low voice with great interest, and raised his eyes to look at him: "If you say this, if I don't help you, will there be a dead end?"

"If you still pin your hopes on others, you don't have to waste your efforts in vain."

Song Zixuan sneered, looked at his almost pale complexion, finally withdrew his hand, and turned around lightly: "How much do you know about your situation now, do you think you are still very hopeful?"

"I don't know much, but you're wrong about one thing—I never thought I had hope. It's just that I tried my best to live in order not to disappoint the hope of others."

Mu Qiu lowered his eyes and smiled faintly, his tone was a bit sad, and he sighed very softly: "For me, there is actually no need to live. So——Third Highness, you want to find someone to cooperate, I'm afraid I found the wrong person."

Song Zixuan raised his eyebrows slightly, a little thought flashed in his eyes, he suddenly sneered and shook his head and said, "You also have no ambition to live... So that coward Song Zichen really tried to get you to forget him?"

Caught off guard by that familiar name, Mu Qiu's already pale face seemed to have faded a little more blood, and the hand hanging by his side was tightly clenched without a trace, and he lowered his eyes slightly and fell silent.

Song Zixuan only regarded him as acquiescing, with more cruel smiles in his eyes, looked at him and said coldly: "Do you not remember him anymore? I might as well tell you for him, you were his bodyguard and also his bodyguard." Now you are useless, so you are abandoned by him like a shoe—”

"No—he never gave up on me, I know that."

Mu Qiu suddenly laughed, his eyes were warm and peaceful, but his tone was steady and quiet, with a faint warm smile in his eyes: "Your Highness, he just... changed his method. He is like a child, but he still keeps his own way." I thought it was so seamless that no one could bear to expose it..."

"enough!"

Song Zixuan was inexplicably angry when he heard this, and suddenly yelled angrily, strode over and grabbed his collar: "You unfamiliar thing—why do you want to hang out with an outsider, don't you know that I am Is it your master!"

Mu Qiu was suddenly pulled up by him, and couldn't help coughing in a low voice, with dark red blood dripping down the corners of his lips again.But he just raised his hand and wiped it slowly, his eyes were still calm and peaceful, and he looked at him without evasion: "Sorry - I don't remember the past, even if you say that, I may not be able to remember anything... "

"Damn..."

It was only then that he remembered that this person had completely forgotten everything, Song Zixuan cursed angrily, took two steps back and forth, then glared at him fiercely and said, "You really don't remember anything?"

This person was so calm that he could hardly believe that the other party had really completely forgotten the past.But Mu Qiu still just looked at him quietly, leaning weakly on the soft pillow, with new blood running down the corners of his lips, but he was powerless to intervene: "Believe it or not, I can call a broken man." Your name is just because I remember how many times you abused me..."

"You remember this, it's really an unfamiliar thing."

Song Zixuan sneered, shook his head and turned around, regaining his composure: "That's fine—I'll just trust you again and give you a chance to live... Don't worry, I won't ask you to help me kill Song Zichen , I just need you to help me inject him with poison. He is not on guard against you, and you can easily succeed—”

"It's poisonous again... Brother, isn't this the only thing you can do?"

Mu Qiu coughed twice, and the corners of her bloodless lips curled up in a rare sarcasm. She lowered her gaze and said slowly, "Let me guess...but it's necessary to use this poison to control His Highness again. Make him work for you?"

"How is it?"

Song Zixuan raised his eyebrows and looked at him, put his hands down and walked forward slowly, and said with a sneer: "There are not many ways, one is enough - since you have forgotten the past, you still remember that Your Highness, who you are protecting, personally forced you to drink Zui Hongchen, and drove you step by step to your current death?"

Following his extraordinarily gloomy and hoarse voice, Mu Qiu's face became paler and paler, and he clasped the edge of the couch weakly, and his breathing suddenly became short of breath.

He tried his best to say something to refute, but he couldn't say anything—as if he was suddenly inspired by this sentence, some extremely broken pictures flashed in his mind.The young boy handed the blood-red pill to himself with gloomy eyes, with a force that seemed unstoppable.The indifferent back of the young man leaving in a huff, the rejection and punishment from the sky, the increasingly alienated strangers in the world... Those pictures made him breathless, he raised his hand to hold the clothes on his chest hastily, and the bloody smell continued to flow. In the throat, he suppressed all of them without hesitation.

He finally raised his eyes to meet the other's snake-like eyes, and said in a hoarse voice that was unfamiliar to him, "What... do you want me to do?"

"As long as you give him the poison, you don't need to worry about the rest. After the matter is done, I will naturally give you the antidote for Zui Hongchen - you probably know that in the whole world, only I can get Zui Hongchen." antidote."

Song Zixuan nodded in satisfaction, took out a small jade bottle from his pocket, and threw it beside the couch: "I will wait for your good news in three days."

Before he could finish his sentence, there was already a sound of vigilance from outside.

The secret guard who came to change shifts finally noticed the disappearance of his companion, and someone broke into the door quickly, but Song Zixuan just put his hands behind his back and turned around, calmly looking at the secret guard in front of him: "I just came to find Mr. Mu Say a few words, and now you have to rush back to the palace to attend the funeral? You don't want to stop me, do you?"

"Let him go and tell him to go."

Mu Feng's eyes were a bit gloomy, but he still spoke in a low voice, telling the people behind him to move out of the way.

Marquis Yunhui has already entered the palace, and there is no one in charge in the palace.Even though there were thousands of reasons to stop this guy in front of him, but it happened at the critical moment of the emperor's funeral, preventing the prince from entering the palace, which would only cause endless troubles later.

Song Zixuan walked away calmly, until he was far away, Mu Qiu's body finally swayed and fell down, and the glaring blood quickly spilled on the ground.

"Qiu'er!"

Mu Feng panicked, and rushed over to protect the slumped figure in his arms.Blood was still gushing from the corner of Mu Qiu's lips, but his expression was unexpectedly calm, and he raised his hand to grab his sleeve with difficulty: "Father, this time, my son... I'm afraid it really won't work..."

"No—you're fine, the antidote will be ready soon, Qiu'er, hold on, you can hold on!"

Mu Feng interrupted him hastily, and almost tremblingly tapped his acupoints to stop the bleeding, and quickly took out the silver needle to give him the needle, but was gently stopped by Mu Qiu: "Father, this is—this is the third prince, The poison that hurt His Highness was intercepted by me... Tell Your Highness, be careful, he... will never let it go..."

"Okay, don't worry about it—Qiu'er, don't worry about it anymore!"

Mu Feng's eyes were already red, and he hugged him tightly, his voice choked with sobs: "You have to live well, even for him, you have to live, don't you remember..."

"I remember—at last..."

Mu Qiu lay quietly in his arms, with a peaceful and tired expression, and a faint smile in his eyes: "Father, please... return this thing to him for me, and tell him—I'm waiting on the Naihe Bridge, Never leave... In the next life, immortals and couples, there will be no separation..."

His gaze was already in a daze, and more and more blood gushed out from the corners of his lips, causing his body to convulse.Mu Feng sat down exhausted, looking at the jade pendant in his hand, almost ashes were left in his eyes, and the hand holding the silver needle trembled slightly: "Qiu'er, the next life is useless...you promise him this life, and in this life you can't break your promise." ..."

"Your Highness..."

Mu Qiu seemed to have seen something suddenly, and tried his best to stretch out his hand towards the void in front of him, but because he was too weak, he only struggled slightly, and then slumped back.With his eyes closed silently, an ominous light blue color appeared on his face.

"No—Qiu'er, you can't just let go and hold on to me, otherwise, even if I chase you to hell, I'll drag you back as an unfilial son!"

Mu Feng spoke in a hoarse voice, and suddenly took a few short breaths, his eyes finally gradually made up a certain kind of extremely firm determination.

He put away the silver needles and replaced them with a set of golden needles that he had never used before. He took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "You all go out and watch outside...don't come in."

The guards withdrew as promised and waited outside the house for half the night before finally realizing something was wrong.No one answered even after calling a few times, and cautiously opened the door to enter, but only a letter, a jade pendant, and a shocking bloodstain were left in the room.

"They took a secret path—go find it quickly and send these to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

The leader of the dark guards screamed, twisted the secret passage on the bookshelf, and took the lead to chase in quickly.

The search was doomed to be fruitless, and when Song Zichen, who was guarding the mourning hall, finally got these things, he rushed out of the palace door recklessly, only the pale-faced secret guard remained in front of him.

"Your Highness—please forgive me for being incompetent and unable to find the whereabouts of the young master..."

Song Zichen swayed violently, took two steps back, and was quickly supported by the guards beside him: "Your Highness, since Mr. Mu left with Mr. Mu, it may not mean that there is no way out, and things may not turn around! "

Looking back at Song Zixuan's surprised gaze, Song Zichen closed his eyes hard, tried his best to calm down, and ordered in a hoarse voice with a trembling voice: "Look for..."