The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

"So - father, does he love my mother or not?"

Song Zichen frowned, and couldn't help asking in a low voice—he always believed that it was because he caused his mother to die in a dystocia that his father treated him especially coldly.But listening to it now, this situation seems to be particularly confusing, making people unable to distinguish the authenticity of it, and can't help but wonder if there is any more chilling secret hidden under it.

But Mu Qiu didn't expect him to ask such a question, so he couldn't help being startled for a while, then smiled helplessly and shook his head gently after a while: "Your Highness, after all, I'm only a few years older than His Highness—what happened back then I can know this because my father and the guards' uncles especially love to tell stories, but I really can't do anything about it when His Highness asks about it..."

"That's right, you can't even know this."

Song Zichen just came back to his senses, couldn't help but shook his head and laughed, waved his hands and stopped asking: "It's almost time, I'm going to reorganize the army, and I'll explain something to them by the way. You lie down first, and I'll send someone to meet you when we leave Tell me, remember to wear more clothes before going out, it has just snowed outside, so don’t catch the cold wind.”

Since he was reborn, he has more and more experienced Mu Qiuchu's feelings of nagging him from time to time.He really put this person on the top of his heart, thinking about everything, so there are so many useful and useless words that can't be finished.But recently, as he became more and more independent, Mu Qiu also seemed to have completely let go of his heart, talking about him less and less, and sometimes he couldn't help but wonder if he should make some mistakes on purpose, so that the other People nag themselves a few words.

Mu Qiu was already used to his excessive worry these days, so he nodded in agreement with a smile, and urged him to go out to organize the army as soon as possible.Song Zichen didn't delay any longer, he hugged him again and kissed him on the lips involuntarily, then strode out of the tent, leaving Mu Qiu alone in the tent for a long while, then shook his head helplessly, with some concern in his eyes. A warm and sad smile.

Knowing that it was just drinking poison to quench thirst, but he couldn't let go of it anymore.He wanted to live longer, even if it was just to accompany his highness like this—it had been too long since he had such an active and strong will to live, not for anyone else, but for himself, because Giving up such a life, I can't stop wanting to live a few more years, more than ten years.

It seems that it has been too long since such a feeling. When I was young, I didn't care about these thoughts about life and death. When the poison of the drunken world is really revealed, I have to protect that person with all my heart. There is no time for too much Consider matters of life and death.The two gradually became alienated from each other, and they were pushed step by step from the accompanying relatives to the cold monarchs and ministers. In terms of the bitterness and sadness in their hearts, it is naturally impossible for them to have no experience at all, but it is precisely because of the bitterness at that time that they are called today. Warmth is especially precious, and it is especially hard to let go.

"Father……"

Subconsciously clenched the half-Yin-Yang fish jade pendant on his chest, Mu Qiu's eyes flashed some extremely complicated expressions, and he slowly clenched the jade pendant until his palm was faintly reddened by the tip of the jade pendant, Never let go.

He actually knew how to survive the poison of Zui Hongchen for a longer period of time.Until the time when I have to leave, I can maintain the most peaceful peace, just like any ordinary person who is dying of life, I can quietly and slowly swallow my last breath, instead of vomiting blood and suffering endlessly.

He has always known.

The so-called drunken world is nothing more than a big dream when the world is drunk.It's not incomprehensible to be drunk in the world of mortals. As long as you separate from your true love and stop being emotional for the rest of your life, you can prolong your life and end up lonely.Just like his father, there will be no one worth caring about in this life, no more emotional things, no joy, no anger, no sadness or injury.Although he didn't know who the person his father loved so deeply was, the almost dead calmness in those eyes made him uncontrollably terrified all the time, and he didn't want to become like that one day.

He is affectionate, dare not forget, and cannot forget.

His chest tightened suddenly, and his throat felt a bit fishy and sweet.In fact, Mu Qiu has long been used to this kind of situation. He dropped the bright red cough on the handkerchief, hid it in his sleeve, and turned to get the bowl of water to rinse his mouth. It suddenly came back again, rolling and churning mercilessly along his heart, as if there were countless shards of ice piercing the bone and burning with flames, causing him to suddenly lose his balance and fall powerlessly under the couch.

Instinctively, Mu Qiu clutched his chest tightly, clenched his teeth so as not to moan, but his body still trembled like chaff, and the clothes were soaked in cold sweat not long after.There were bursts of black mist in front of his eyes, as if he heard someone talking outside the tent, but it was difficult to hear the content anyway, and he was unable to respond at all.The curtain was suddenly lifted open, and the biting cold wind rolled in with snowflakes mercilessly, causing his heart to shrink suddenly, his body swayed weakly, and finally he completely lost all consciousness and fell down slumped go down.

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It took an unknown amount of time before Mu Qiu woke up from that chaotic coma.

There was an unfamiliar smell on the side of the bed, Mu Qiu stood up vigilantly, and a hand was lightly pressed on his shoulder: "I advise you not to bother, you just got poisoned, if you don't want to The prince knows that it is better to be honest."

"General Peng..."

Mu Qiu smiled helplessly, raised his hand and rubbed his dizzy forehead, and then said softly after a while: "Shouldn't General Peng go to reorganize the army? Why did he come here...Aren't you afraid of being punished by the general?"

"I said that I have something to say to you alone. Although your highness agreed, your face is very smelly - who knows that you passed out on the ground as soon as I came. If the general sees this, I'm afraid I will fall into the Yellow River." I can't wash it off."

Peng Feigui replied in a low voice, and seeing that his face had almost calmed down, he helped him sit up: "Mu Canjun, do you know——Drunk Hongchen must never be emotional?"

He asked abruptly, and the content made people's heart suddenly tense.Mu Qiu's expression couldn't help but condense slightly, he frowned slightly and looked at the person in front of him. After a little thought, he quickly guessed the clue: "Princess Hengyang was also drunk in the world of mortals? No wonder..."

"Your brain turns so fast, no wonder Daxian has been admiring you so much in the past few days."

The situation of the other party has not been clarified, but he was easily guessed by others first, and Peng Feigui's complexion is obviously not very good.He replied lukewarmly, folded his arms and looked at the thoughtful smile in his eyes, finally couldn't help but said again: "What are you laughing at?"

"I was just thinking - when did Zui Hongchen become such an easy-to-reach poison, why does it seem like everyone around me has taken it..."

Mu Qiu couldn't help laughing, shook his head and answered in a low voice.Peng Feigui didn't expect that he would still be in the mood to joke at this time, so he glanced at him angrily, but he could only patiently say: "That's because you haven't been able to break away from the Ling family all your life. According to me I heard that there are four sets of Zui Hongchen in the Ling family, one set was given to the third prince, and it probably fell on you, one set was forced by him to eat my mother, and the other set was originally intended to be eaten by the emperor, and was given to you by your father. Take it on your behalf—"

"My father served on behalf of the emperor?"

Mu Qiu's heart tightened suddenly, and the premonition that had been vaguely born at first seemed to become more and more vivid, but he dared not admit it no matter what.Peng Feigui didn't expect that even he himself didn't know about it. He frowned and looked at him, then nodded and said: "Naturally. Your father was the emperor's bodyguard assigned by the Ling family at that time. The current emperor, who is just a powerless and powerless prince, does not hesitate to test the medicine with his own body - I will know that the drunken world cannot be emotional because of this. Your mother was killed by the emperor himself, just to let your father live longer In [-], the emperor wanted to take my mother away and sent the Peng family to the frontiers, but my mother refused to comply, and eventually became poisonous to the bone, and passed away regrettably..."

Mu Qiu only heard his father say that this drunken world should not be emotional, but he never knew that there was such a secret, and when he heard the words, he felt terrified, but he just frowned and lowered his head in thought without responding.Peng Feigui thought that he was too shocked and was speechless for a while, so he paused for a moment to calm his mind, then slowed down his voice slightly: "In any case, I just came to persuade you, if you want to live a few more years, don't be with me." The prince is like this... getting along day and night. After all, death cannot be brought back to life, as long as one is alive, it is still a thought, but if there is no one, no matter how deeply you love, what is the use?"

"General Peng..."

Mu Qiu didn't respond right away, and remained silent for a long time before looking up at him again: "Mu Qiu dared to ask, when Ling Ci passed away...was there any sorrow or regret?"

Peng Feigui didn't expect him to ask such a question, he couldn't help being startled, he pursed his lips and turned his head away, after a while he said harshly: "My mother passed away with a smile, no pain and no regrets."

"That's it."

Mu Qiu responded with a slight smile, and there was some helpless tenderness in his eyes.After all, he is not a father, not because he is more affectionate than his father, but because—his Highness is different from the emperor, the emperor can be cruel enough to cut off his love for his father, this is The true heart of an emperor.But if it was the little prince who looked cold and indifferent, but felt a little bit wronged and his eyes were redder than anyone else, how could he be so cruel, and let him die alone and die alone? ...

"General Peng, please don't tell His Highness about this matter."

Having already made up his mind, Mu Qiu didn't hesitate any longer. He stood up and asked, with a faint smile in his eyes again: "I have the right to weigh the pros and cons. If something is mortal, it is better to let it go."