The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

"Mu Qiu—Mu Qiu!"

Song Zichen sat up from the couch in shock, only to feel that the clothes on his back had been drenched with cold sweat.The pain and relief from the dagger piercing his heart have not yet dissipated, but everything in front of him is like a dream.

He can be sure that it is not a dream.He remembers every detail clearly, how the man whom he called his elder brother for 27 years turned against him after ascending to the throne, and how the man whom he loathed and rejected for more than ten years dragged on for a long time. A frail body stood firmly in front of him.Before he even had time to figure out how many misunderstandings there were between them, that person died in his arms because of the poison he personally administered back then.He watched the man vomit blood mouthful after mouthful with his own eyes, but murmured no regrets in his mouth, and still had a relieved and peaceful smile on his face.

Song Zichen clenched his chest hard and gasped a few times.The past is vivid, if it is not a dream, what is it now?

"Your Highness, what's wrong?"

The familiar gentle voice came from outside the door, and Song Zichen shuddered suddenly. He felt endless surprises bursting from his chest, and he couldn't hold it back for a while: "Mu Qiu—you, how are you!"

"Your Highness..." The door was gently pushed open. Song Zichen watched the familiar figure slowly enter the door and knelt down. A little panicked, "Mu Qiu...is that you?"

"Your Highness is suffering from a nightmare?"

Mu Qiu asked softly with some worry, as if he wanted to raise his hand to test the temperature between his foreheads, but he only raised his hand halfway, then retracted it, and resumed the respectful and kneeling posture, and said slowly: "The subordinates dare not slack off any more, and there will be no more accidents, Your Highness—rest with peace of mind."

"Mu Qiu..."

Song Zichen was stunned by his cautious and polite response, and suddenly remembered when it was now—it was in his year, the concubine was pregnant at full term, but suddenly an assassin broke into the palace at night, and the concubine was frightened The fetal gas was moved, and he died of dystocia that night.And he was annoyed at the disadvantage of Mu Qiu, the chief guard of the palace at that time, and reprimanded him angrily. That is, from then on, the gap between him and Mu Qiu became wider and wider, and finally it was irreparable.

"Get up, come on, don't kneel down, it's cold on the ground." Song Zichen suddenly didn't know what to say, but half forcedly pulled the man up from the ground, held his hand in his palm, but was shivered by the cold.

Mu Qiu stepped back half a step awkwardly, but he didn't dare to disobey him, so he just pursed his lips and looked at the man: "Your Highness, the dew is heavy at night, don't be so cold..."

"Aren't you cold?" Song Zichen pulled him to the side of the couch, and with some strength in his hands, he pulled him to sit down, "You just stay outside like this all night long?"

Mu Qiu lowered his head slightly when he heard the words, and his tone remained calm: "Subordinate—don't dare to slack off."

"Okay, don't be so tight..."

Looking at his reserved appearance, Song Zichen couldn't help but smile that pale and relieved smile in his mind, and couldn't help feeling uncomfortable in his heart: "It's been so many days, and there's been no movement, so there's no need to wait for death. Come, lie down and rest."

"Your Highness—" Mu Qiu's eyes flashed with bewilderment, and he hurriedly got up to apologize, "This subordinate dare not—"

"I can't blame you for what happened to the concubine, I shouldn't get angry at you."

Song Zichen sighed softly, stood up and pulled him into his arms, hugging that thin and cold body slightly tightly: "It's my fault...Mu Qiu, don't be angry with me."

Mu Qiu's breathing was stagnant, and that person hadn't treated him like this for many years—perhaps when they were companions, they had been so intimate.Now that these years have passed, the world is unpredictable and unpredictable, and he has long since lost the intimacy and warmth of the past. Such a sudden action made him a little at a loss for a while.

"Come on, sit down." Song Zichen led him back to the couch and sat down, and turned on the oil lamp, only to realize that his complexion seemed to be still pale, and he hadn't recovered much after being in the room for so long.He suddenly thought of something, his heart sank involuntarily, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on the man's hand: "Today—what day is it?"

Mu Qiu was startled, and subconsciously followed his words: "Today... the ninth day of the lunar new year."

"Sure enough..." Song Zichen's heart shuddered, the day when the concubine had a difficult delivery was the fifth day of the first lunar month.The capital has always been safe and sound, and his palace has nothing to be coveted by others. Why did an assassin visit the palace on the night when the poison on Mu Qiu's body took hold, as if they were deliberately trying to alarm the master, and made a fuss with open flames? Also scattered?At that time, he didn't think much about it under the heartache and anger. He just thought it was Mu Qiu who was dissatisfied and intentionally negligent, and even lost his temper at him: "Did you take the antidote on the fifth day?"

"Never..." Mu Qiu pursed her lower lip guiltily, hesitated for a moment before replying, "I've finished the medicine."

"Finish? Then why didn't you know to ask me!"

Song Zichen panicked. The poison on that person's body must be suppressed with medicine every three months. If there is a delay, it will cause great damage to his body. He thinks it will be too late to deal with it because of the poison, but he didn't notice it at all. : "Sit still and don't move, I'll go get it from you right now—think of a way later, and see if I can completely cure this poison..."

Mu Qiu was slightly taken aback when he heard the words, and couldn't react for a moment, but responded in a dumb voice, watching the man take out a bottle of medicine from the hidden box and stuff it in his hand: "Your Highness said——detoxification?"

"I was ignorant at the beginning, so I gave you this kind of food."

Song Zichen had dealt with him for a while, and he already had a plan in mind.Although I don’t know if it’s true or not, after he committed suicide by that person’s side, he did indeed return to the year he was in. On the one hand, he was in a trance, rejoicing, thinking to himself that even if it was a dream, he would wake up later, and on the other hand, he couldn’t help feeling annoyed—— It would be nice to go back to the time when the two of them met for the first time. If he could go back to that day, he would definitely not let that person take this medicine again...

"Your Highness has such a heart, and Mu Qiu already feels it." Mu Qiu responded softly, lowered her eyes and smiled lightly, poured out a pill and swallowed it, and then said in a warm voice, "It's late at night, Your Highness still Let's rest for a while."

"You can rest here together, don't suffer any longer."

Song Zichen raised his hand and caressed the still pale cheek of the person in front of him, feeling that it was still cold and without any warmth, as if it would never be warmed up, which made him feel a little pain in his heart: "I can't sleep. , you should accompany me."

Mu Qiu has been accused of being Song Zichen's companion since he was a teenager. When the angry little prince was sad or depressed, he also liked to ask him to sleep with him. The pain in that person's heart, so these geniuses are more moody.He was older than Song Zichen, and he was used to pampering that sensitive young prince.Hearing what Song Zichen said, he only thought that the other party was uneasy because of the concubine's affairs, and seeing that he seemed no longer annoyed that his guards were not good enough, he nodded slightly, and followed his childhood habits except for his clothes to lie on the couch. After getting off, he gently embraced the man in his arms, and patted him on the back comfortingly: "Your Highness, don't be too sad. The princess loves His Highness deeply, and thinking about it——I definitely don't want His Highness to be so concerned..."

"It's just a chess piece, it's not worthy of my concern." Song Zichen chuckled lightly, hugged the man backhanded, and tucked the quilt tighter, "Your body is still so cold, is it cold?"

In fact, even at the beginning, what annoyed him was not the death of the concubine, but because of the death of the concubine, Song Zixuan lost the support of his mother's family, Prince Rong's residence.The daughter-in-law who was spoiled by Prince Rong's mansion made the mansion a mess, and she also bullied Mu Qiu openly and secretly.He saw all of this, and he just endured all of this silently in order to win over Song Zixuan's hearts, but in the end he just ended up like a dead dog.

"It's okay, it will be fine in a while."

Mu Qiu responded with a smile, and wanted to move away a little, but was hugged even harder instead.Song Zichen hugged him tightly, holding him in his arms almost as if he was afraid that he would run away, his voice was a little uncontrollably hoarse: "Don't go—Mu Qiu, stay with me..."

Mu Qiu didn't know what he was thinking, but instinctively felt that person's uneasiness and trance.It's just that he didn't talk much, and he didn't ask questions blindly. He just smiled and patted the man's back, and said in a warm voice, "Mu Qiu won't leave. Your Highness is here, Mu Qiu—where else can I go... ..."

It was just an unintentional sentence, but Song Zichen's heart was sore and hot, and he was so painful that he could hardly speak.

That person did not leave him all his life, and stayed by his side all his life, even until the end, he swallowed his last breath silently in his arms—he couldn't even figure out what he was He Dehe Neng, can ask such a person to stay with him wholeheartedly.

Perhaps it was because the pain and torment caused by the poison for many days was finally calmed down by the antidote, or maybe it was because Mu Qiu was too tired from being on duty for several days, and Mu Qiu fell into a deep sleep not long after.Song Zichen stared at the face that was a little younger than he remembered by the moonlight, but he never felt sleepy at all.

Blaming a guard for the death of a concubine may sound absurd, but he knew why in his heart.The Qi Dynasty was very masculine, and even among the princes and nobles, there were many married men. As long as a child was adopted from the concubine's room to the knee of the man's wife, it could be counted as a legitimate son.In all fairness, it's not that he didn't think about marrying that person as a man's wife, but he was reprimanded by his elder brother sternly—it's not that there is something wrong with a man's wife, but after all, Mu Qiu's background is just an ordinary bodyguard. The way for the wife's family to take advantage of the situation has been cut off in this way, and the person who is determined to seize the big position will not be reconciled.

Therefore, Song Zichen also listened to his brother's words and married the prostitute of the Prince Rong's mansion.I don't know if it's because women are born with special intuitions. Although Mu Qiu has deliberately avoided suspicion, and almost never shows up when he is with his husband and wife, and seeing him is just an ordinary confession, but the princess still focuses on that man. The two ends of the day said in front of him that Mu Qiu's offense was wrong, and he happened to be angry at that person's deliberate alienation at that time, and he listened to a few words if he didn't believe it, and he simply didn't help each other, but unexpectedly, that happened exactly later. General changes.

"Why...won't you explain it to me?" Song Zichen murmured, then embraced the sleeping man again, and kissed the man's forehead lightly.

He is this year, and Mu Qiu is five years older than him, which is 23, which is the best age.That man was born more handsome than ordinary men, his eyebrows and eyes are soft and gentle, and when he smiles, it is like spring wind and rain, which makes people feel warm and comfortable in their hearts.For eight years, that person has been by his side like a teacher and a brother, and he can't tell when that admiration and dependence began to be mixed with some strange emotions, but it's a pity that he in his previous life didn't have time to distinguish what the strangeness was, so he Seeds of doubt and loathing were planted.

Perhaps in Mu Qiu's heart, he will always be the child who can't grow up.I am withdrawn, paranoid, and moody, so everything can be tolerated, even if it is cruel injury, in the eyes of that person, it is just another unreasonable waywardness of the younger brother, so I never thought of explaining it, but forgot He was no longer that simple-minded young prince, and he also had lingering desires and obsessions.

Although I don't know why there is a chance to start again, Song Zichen has never been the temperament of looking forward and backward. Now that he is convinced that all this is no longer a dream, he does not intend to sit still and repeat the same mistakes of the past.