The rebirth of Jiangshan is hired

"Thank you, I remember."

Mu Qiu quietly looked at the three bottles of medicine for a while, then finally nodded lightly and thanked them slowly.Seeing that he put away the medicine, Song Feng also nodded slightly, cupped his hands towards Song Zichen, and strode away from the room.

"Mu Qiu, you seem a little out of spirit... Is it because you have something on your mind?"

Seeing that Mu Qiu seemed to be in a daze all the time, Song Zichen couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.Gently supported his shoulder, asked in a slow voice, then raised his hand to try his forehead: "Do you feel uncomfortable, are you tired?"

"It's okay..."

Mu Qiu shook his head lightly, and after a long time he raised his hand to grab his sleeve, and after a moment of silence, he said in a low voice, "Your Highness, please sit with me for a while."

"Mu Qiu, what happened?"

Song Zichen felt more and more worried in his heart, so he couldn't help but pull him into his arms, told him to lean on him, and stroked his back over and over again: "Mu Qiu, don't be like this... just tell me if you have anything, it's okay Yes, ah - believe me, we can survive anything, I'm still here..."

Suddenly, there was a damp heat on his shoulders, Song Zichen's voice stopped abruptly, he even held his breath involuntarily, hugged the person in his arms tightly, and kissed his forehead comfortingly: "Mu Qiu, just cry when you feel uncomfortable... ..."

Even now, he still doesn't know what kind of secret is in Mu Qiu's heart—that secret must not be known to him, and he has also carried a secret before, so he understands the feeling of struggling and helplessness.Obviously facing the closest relatives, obviously wanting to hand over everything, but there is such a part that dare not be open and honest, and can't confide in the heart.So every time even if it was only a little bit involved, I would be surrounded by a strong sense of guilt and guilt, and I couldn't get out no matter what.

He was once almost driven crazy by such a struggle—it was a depression from the inside out, with no way to resolve it, and no way to express it.Mu Qiu has always been a person with much heavier worries than him, and the worries that can be placed on that person are definitely not such a light burden.

Broken choked sobs finally spewed out intermittently from the throat of the man who had always been gentle and self-controlled. The body in his arms was trembling very lightly, as if enveloped by the cold involuntarily, his body slid to the ground uncontrollably.Song Zichen picked him up, sat on the couch together with the person in his arms, patted his back lightly, and patiently wiped away the tears on his face.

"Mu Qiu, don't forget that I'm still here—to be honest, I'm actually stronger than you think. There is nothing I can't accept today. Even...even one day, I I really can't keep you anymore, and I won't cry and fight for death, I will always be with you, always be with you, and then do what you want me to do... So don't be sad, believe it Me. If we want to live, let's live together, okay?"

The sobbing sound beside his ears made him feel sore and relieved. It's not that he didn't see Mu Qiu's thoughts, but since that person didn't want him to know, he never asked.They have already missed a life, and there is no ending that would be worse than the miss, loss, and refusal in the previous life, so he is willing to bear everything, even if one day, all of this will leave him again.

"You don't even know—how haggard you are..."

Song Zichen leaned close to his ear and spoke in a hoarse voice, his voice unknowingly choked with sobs: "When you were young, you always hugged me. When you got tired from practicing martial arts, and fell asleep after reading, you would hug me to the couch. ...Actually, sometimes I don't fall asleep completely, but I still want you to hold me on purpose. It seems that this will let me know that no matter how self-willed I am, causing trouble for you, you will not be born I don’t care about me when I’m angry——I still remember that you were warm and warm at that time, but now you are so thin that you can almost hug it with one hand, and your body is so cold that I’m afraid I can't warm you..."

"It's His Highness—His Highness has grown up."

Leaning on his shoulder, Mu Qiu finally stopped her tears, and replied with a small smile.His voice still had a strong nasal sound, but it seemed that his whole person had become softer and gentler, and he had lost the gentle and strong reliable appearance of the past, which made Song Zichen's heart soften inexplicably, and he subconsciously kissed him gently. .

The cold and salty tears can still be touched between the lips, those tears that make people feel so distressed that they can't speak, but they always look forward to being cried out hard.The two had kissed more than once, but Mu Qiu still seemed unable to cope with such an occasion well, her eyelashes trembling uncontrollably, her breathing also brought a slight shortness of breath, and a rare blush appeared on her cheeks.

"Yeah, I've grown up a long time ago..."

Song Zichen leaned against his ear and answered softly, then kissed him gently.Kissed the man's slightly red and swollen eyes, trembling crow eyelashes, kissed the tip of his nose and the corners of his lips.Perhaps due to nervousness, Mu Qiu's breathing seemed shallow and rapid, and it fell helplessly on the side of his forehead, causing a deep warmth to flow in his heart inexplicably, and comfortingly ran along the back of the person in his arms: "Mu Qiu Qiu, don't be afraid—don't be afraid, it's fine..."

It's hard to tell where the wonderful impulse came from, this time the reserved and sensitive person seemed to be yearning for something.The long kiss, the entanglement with all the strength, it seems that all the strength is exhausted together with the fear and apprehension, depression and struggle in the heart.The lamps and candles swayed in the shadows of the moon, and under the clear silver light, the two bodies entangled and blended with each other, and finally squandered the last bit of strength and fell down on the couch exhausted.

"Mu Qiu..."

The person in his arms couldn't hold on anymore, almost fell into a deep sleep as soon as he relaxed.Song Zichen gently kissed his forehead, ordered the people below to bring hot water to the outside, and told everyone to retreat outside to watch, then picked him up, and gently put him into the bathtub.

That person was too thin, and it became more obvious when he took off his clothes like this—he was clearly a martial arts practitioner, but he was almost so thin that his bones could be seen clearly, and there was a preoccupied exhaustion between his handsome eyebrows and eyes Tired, Song Zichen couldn't help but raised his hand, patiently smoothed the lines between the man's eyebrows, and kissed gently there again.

Almost as soon as he touched the hot water, Mu Qiu instinctively opened his eyes, raised his head and looked around in a daze, with a rare haze in his expression.Song Zichen smiled and kissed his forehead, then slowed down his voice and said in a low voice, "It's okay, I'll go to sleep after washing——if you're tired, it's okay to continue sleeping..."

"Your Highness—if I die one day, find a place in the mansion to bury me."

Mu Qiu suddenly raised his hand to hold his wrist, and his voice was a little hoarse than usual, making it hard to tell whether he was awake or in a dream: "If it's unlucky, there's no need to set up a monument. Just planting a tree is fine... I think I can always be by His Highness's side, and if it's not a holiday, at least I want to watch His Highness—all the time..."

"Mu Qiu, don't worry—I promise you, I promise you everything."

Song Zichen couldn't help feeling a little cramping in his heart. He wanted to tell that person not to say anything, but suddenly realized that this might be what Mu Qiu had buried in his heart for an unknown amount of time, so he swallowed back the original words, choking with sobs. Said: "When we go back, Yi'er will also take it back for you to raise. When he grows up in the future, ask him to be your son too... If there is a day, if you want to be buried in the mansion, you can live in the mansion, or If you are willing to go to the imperial mausoleum to wait for me first, then you can go and wait for me. Anyway, wherever you are, I will accompany you wherever you are, and let Yier visit you when I am gone, and I will never leave you behind one person……"

"Yi'er is really busy. His Highness wants to make him the emperor for a while, and wants him to guard a tomb that no one cares about for me—I don't know what he is thinking, so he arranges this for others indiscriminately." A lot of work."

Mu Qiu couldn't help chuckling, relaxed his body and leaned against the wooden barrel, and soaked his whole body in the hot water: "I still remember that in the previous life, Yi'er's temperament was more like that of His Highness when he was young, and he didn't want to Studying, unwilling to obey the rules, thinking about running out to play all day long..."

"Was I that skinny when I was a kid?"

In the past, I heard Mu Qiulian coaxing me with protection and comfort, but I didn't expect that I had such a dark history when I was a child, and the other party remembered it clearly.Song Zichen touched the tip of his nose guiltily, coughed lightly, and said, "Mu Qiu, to be honest—is it true that I was just a little kid who didn't understand anything in your eyes? I always feel that Sometimes you used to me, but in the final analysis, you are actually too lazy to care about me..."

"Your Highness thought I was drowsy and wanted to take the opportunity to talk?"

Mu Qiu chuckled helplessly, shook his head slightly, and sighed solemnly again: "To tell you the truth——Actually, when we were all young, Your Highness really made me worry a lot, and sometimes I really wanted to Your Highness will be tied up and beaten up..."

"I can see it. You are obviously the same until now. You want to beat me up when you get the chance."

Song Zichen replied with lingering fear, then sighed resentfully, squatted beside the tub, leaned on the edge of the tub and chuckled, "Thinking about it, in fact, if you beat me up at the beginning, I wouldn't have just beaten me later." I grew into such a willful temper..."

"Your Highness can even blame me for this--then I have to say, if it wasn't for His Highness always spoiling me like this, I wouldn't be angry with His Highness at every turn, or even want to commit crimes at every turn. Roll up your sleeves and beat His Majesty."

Mu Qiu shook his head in disbelief, and couldn't help but chuckled.Song Zichen was also free and easy, he waved his hands with peace of mind and said: "That's okay, as long as you feel happy, it doesn't matter if you beat me every day-to be honest, I would rather see you like this than when you suppress yourself It's much more reassuring..."