The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

When the sky was dim and bright, Song Zichen finally fell asleep.

Maybe it was because he slept too late the day before, when he woke up it was already bright, and the people beside him had already got up and were patiently cleaning up the house for him.Song Zichen likes to watch Mu Qiu do things very much. No matter what he does, he is calm and relaxed, as if he always has an innate rhythm. Even when cleaning and sorting out these things, he looks calm and elegant. peace of mind.

"His Highness is awake?"

Although Song Zichen didn't feel that he had made any movement, the person with his back turned to him still called out in a warm voice, put down the books he was sorting in his hand, turned around, took the clothes and helped him put them on.Song Zichen looked at the man's methodical and gentle appearance, and couldn't help but utter the question that had been lingering for a long time: "How did you know I was awake?"

Mu Qiu raised his head slightly when he heard the sound, and there seemed to be a smile in his eyes: "Your Highness's breathing has changed, and you can hear it with a little effort."

"Be more careful..." Song Zichen answered subconsciously, trying to listen to the man's breathing, but found it difficult to even hear clearly, let alone hear the change, and couldn't help but feel a little tremor.

He suddenly realized that he had never paid attention to that person's martial arts cultivation level—after all, Mu Qiu was just an ordinary guard orphan, and he only thought that person was just better at skills, but now when he recalled the great changes that day, that person He was obviously poisoned to the point of weakness, yet he was able to protect himself from any harm in the midst of the outstretched Imperial Forest Army. Obviously, it cannot be explained by ordinary words of good skill.

"Mu Qiu..." Song Zichen took the handkerchief he handed over, wiped his face with the water prepared in the basin, and finally couldn't help but ask, "How are you now—how is your martial arts?"

"I don't know either... After my father passed away, I practiced on my own according to the family tradition of martial arts left over from my family. I'm not ready yet, but I think I can handle ordinary opponents." Mu Qiu didn't know why he suddenly asked this question. matter, subconsciously responded, "Your Highness—but what is your order?"

"Nothing, just asking casually."

Song Zichen shook his head slightly and didn't ask any more questions.Mu Qiu grew up in the Department of Bodyguards when he was a teenager, and has been by his side since then. He really didn't have the chance to compete with any masters. It's normal not to know his own level: "What are the arrangements for today?"

"The mansion is still in the mourning period, and there are no arrangements..." Mu Qiu subconsciously paused when he said this, and seeing that the person was indeed not unhappy, he continued with confidence, "But the third highness sent someone to deliver a letter the day before yesterday. , will come to visit at noon today."

Song Zichen's heart sank when he heard the words "Third Highness", the deep-rooted hatred from his previous life seemed to revive in his mind at that moment, but he knew clearly that he could not take his cold brother How about it, he even had to continue playing the role of a good brother who is determined to die - he still had a lot of doubts in his mind, but he just pretended to follow that person's thoughts and see what kind of embarrassing things were hidden under those false appearances. true.

"Your Highness...Your Highness?"

He was engrossed in his thoughts for a while, but he came back to his senses after being called out by Mu Qiu a few times, and shook his head to indicate that he was fine.Mu Qiu didn't ask any more questions, and took the prepared coat and helped him put it on.Song Zichen saw the man half kneeling down and seriously wearing the jade pendant, his heart suddenly moved, and he held the cool hand on his waist: "Mu Qiu, what do you think of Third Brother?"

Mu Qiu was slightly taken aback when he heard the sound, and raised his head to look at him in a daze.Today, when the sons and heirs are prosperous, there are more than ten princes alone, but only Song Zichen and the third prince Song Zixuan are brothers of the same mother. Therefore, although the third prince ranks third, Song Zichen always calls him "big brother" in private. After changing the address, he didn't fully react for a while.

"Third Highness—Hidden, decisive, and far-sighted." After a moment of contemplation, Mu Qiu suppressed the deeper thoughts in his heart, and said slowly, "Your Highness, Third Highness... can be respected. , can help, but can't be completely trusted, otherwise - inevitably, there will be suspicion of forming a clique."

Song Zichen didn't respond for a while, but his heart was shaken.He didn't expect Mu Qiu to be wary of that person from such an early age. The phrase "suspected of forming a clique" was obviously an excuse to cover up that he was worried that his brotherly affection would not listen to him. He and Song Zixuan were the same Compatriots of the same mother are born with one party, even if they avoid suspicion, no one will believe it.

Thinking about it - he really wanted to remind himself to be careful about Song Zixuan.He would say such things in this life, but there was no reason for him to keep silent in his previous life. It's ridiculous that he never listened to it at all.

"You said... If I ask him for the antidote to your poison, what will he do?"

Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, Song Zichen turned to the person who turned back to clean up the house naturally, and was silent for a moment before speaking softly.

That kind of poison was planted on Mu Qiu at the beginning, and it was his good elder brother who told him to do it. He said that only in this way can people be determined to use it for him. There will be any harm - it's ridiculous that he was still young at that time, and he didn't believe it without the slightest doubt. It wasn't until he saw Mu Qiu's weakness and pain eroded by the drunk spring wind in the prison, that he finally understood what he had done in the past. How childish and naive.

Mu Qiu's movements froze, he naturally understood that what Song Zichen was talking about was not the pills that barely suppressed the poison, but the real antidote, but His Highness today seems to be a little different from the past - although he can't tell where it is. Changes, but there is always something missing and something more in the eyes, even the temperament of the whole person seems to have changed very slightly.

Such a difference made him a little worried... Did that person know something else?

"Your Majesty's heart, Mu Qiu is deeply moved..." Mu Qiu smiled a little awkwardly, and continued to arrange the books in his hand in order, "But—— Zui Hongchen, there is no antidote in the first place."

"how is this possible!"

Song Zichen's heart tightened, and he almost lost his composure and asked sharply.When he abandoned that person in his previous life, he never forgot to give him all the antidote in his hand, but those medicines could barely alleviate it, but they couldn't stop the poison from invading the heart veins and bone marrow. In his life, he will go through the torture of watching that person vomit blood and die in his arms again?Then what is the use of him being reborn this time!

"Don't worry, Your Highness. It's not that there's no antidote. Drunk Red Dust is a very special kind of poison. When making the poison, one person's blood is mixed in. The antidote must also add that person's blood. And this antidote After it is made, if it is not taken for seven days, it will have no effect."

Mu Qiu was taken aback by his sudden outburst, and hurriedly helped him to sit down, then explained in a warm voice: "So——anyone who uses medicine will kill that person immediately after the poison is made, and they will not There will be no more antidote."

"You—you know everything..." Song Zichen shook his head in a daze. He never thought it would be such a result, but he couldn't believe it anyway, "No... Maybe, maybe there are exceptions, if Is that person still alive? He’s the kind of person who will not hesitate to do things. If he wants to take you in for his own use one day, but I also have the pills for suppression in my hand, he will have no capital to surpass me... ...he's not going to let that happen, so—so he's got to have that man in his hands...right?"

Mu Qiu's heart sank when he first heard what he said. He thought he already knew about it, but after listening carefully, he found that he was just guessing, but his words no longer blindly defended that person like in the past.He originally wanted to take this opportunity to tell the secret hidden in his heart, but in the end he felt that it was not appropriate, so he still thought about it and said softly: "Your Highness—what do you mean by this? I work for His Highness, and His Highness is assisting the Third Highness. Why did His Royal Highness take so much trouble to accept me for his use?"

"That's what you said—I think I've learned to figure out people's hearts these days, and I'm obsessed, I'm obsessed..."

It was only then that Song Zichen realized that he had almost revealed the thoughts hidden in his heart in a panic, and he couldn't help being covered in cold sweat.It's not that he doesn't trust Mu Qiu, it's just that this rebirth is too bizarre, if he hadn't experienced it himself, he wouldn't even take it seriously.Besides, now is not the time to turn against that person, since Mu Qiu is wary of Song Zixuan in his heart, if he talks too much, he will put Mu Qiu in danger.

"Your Highness, don't work too hard." Mu Qiu's eyes flashed slightly, but it still turned into a helpless smile. He got up and poured a cup of tea for him, and put it on hand, and then added, "Your Highness, don't be in a hurry to talk to San After all these years, I have already gotten used to His Highness talking about the antidote, even if His Highness has such thoughts, I should still take it slowly."

"Slowly figure it out..."

Song Zichen mulled over these four words several times, always feeling that there seemed to be an inexplicable deep meaning hidden in them, but he didn't know where to start.Raising his head to look at the person whose expression was still warm and concerned, his heart trembled suddenly, and his eye sockets felt sore unconsciously.

They grew up together since they were young, and he still remembers that Mu Qiu would often guide him in his studies and teach him how to behave in the world and how to deal with others—but as he got older, he became less and less willing to listen to that man's orders After several times of sneering, Mu Qiu gradually stopped talking to him.

Later, the relationship between the two became more and more distant, and that person was extremely careful even to say a word to him, so naturally he would not teach him what to do and who to pay attention to as he did at the beginning.He hadn't heard such an exhortation for many years.